[Time Travel + Cool Story + Non-Traditional Card Creation + No CP + Growing Female Lead + Alien Invasion]

[The rating has just been released and will increase in the future! ]

The protagonist is not kind, but a sophisticated egoist, a fool, a bit of a drama queen and has a poor sense of direction.

The protagonist's three views do not represent the author's three views~

Xie Qingzhou traveled to the card-making world in a daze.

At the beginning, her parents disappeared, leaving behind a small villa, a 2 million inheritance and her 16-year-old daughter.

Card making is so delicious!!!

But why is card making so expensive!!!

Can her little treasury be filled up once???

[In the great world of cards, the gods descend, the gods and ghosts of China, wipe out all the evil spirits]

This is the world of cards. There is no fighting spirit that can transform into a horse. What exists here are only cards that have been developed to the peak!

Luo Fu, the producer of a mythological-themed, high-paying mobile game, travels to a parallel world where cards are the mainstream and knowledge is the core.

In order to complete the school year assignments, he used the scraps at hand to create a pseudo-myth card [Ten Thousand Souls Banner], and suddenly realized that the myths of this world had long been cut off.

Faced with this dangerous world where rituals and music are in decline, strange gods are roaming, chaos and disorder are rampant, and evil spirits are rampant, starting with [Guankou Erlang], collect materials, copy texts and create cards, and invite the myth to return.

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The Imperial Master prayed for rain, and Lü Zu flew his sword;

[Dragon King] calms the sea tribe, [Pleiades] swallows hundreds of insects;

The Iron-eating Beast, which attacks the descendants of Yanhuang and Jiuli;

The invincible [Yinglong] in single combat, the crazy [Jigong];

The Three-legged Golden Toad, who loves traveling and likes to send things home;

Mythology: [Fengdu City], Horror: [Lion Camel Ridge];

Mythological scene: [Birthday of the Queen of Heaven], Rule scene: [Ask for a Title];

Erlang Shen, who possesses all the divine powers of versions such as [Li Bing's Second Son] and [Slaying Dragon Governor];

A stone monkey that can switch back and forth between multiple forms, such as [Wuzhiqi] and [Liu'er Erxin]...

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The new version of the myth card making flow strives to bring everyone a different experience.

【Non-routine article】【Not brainless】【Urban superpowers】【College style】

It is said that the gods will give some people a playing card with "superpowers" on the day they turn 18.

52 types of playing cards, 52 types of super powers.

Those who obtain the supernatural playing cards will be allowed to enter the best supernatural school.

School Beauty: I have the Queen of Spades, which can transform into various weapons!

Rich second generation: My dad has a Jack of Diamonds, which can give me unlimited money!

And somewhere, a young man took his playing cards and used all 52 superpowers.

Everyone was shocked.

"What's your brand?"

The boy looked at it:

"Um……"

You are the busiest in the circus and the craziest in Gotham City.

You stand guard in front of McDonald's, the jokers in the playing cards.

"Please look at the title."

In an era where humanity is facing its end, the world is a dangerous game of gods, miracles, and the supernatural. It's a place of extraordinary creatures, forbidden knowledge from books, and cyclical paradises—where every gift of fate comes with a hidden, heavy price.

The story follows the protagonist, Jiang Qing, who finds himself trapped in this reality. He introduces himself with a grim outlook: "My name is Jiang Qing. It's a pity that after tonight, I will disappear forever." He is on a predetermined path with no option for retreat; from the moment he opens the door in front of him, his past is erased, leaving only a single, long, and seemingly endless road forward. The narrative follows his journey as he navigates this world of scripts and survival, where every step is a struggle against a foretold doom.

Uesugi Tetsu traveled to Japan and discovered that he could draw cards to transform into demons and monsters from historical legends.

Moreover, all the evil spirits and monsters in the world can turn into ashes after death, providing support for his next card drawing.

【Laughing Prajna】

[Onmyoji's evaluation: A little demon who scares children for fun. Only his body is slightly strong. Not a concern.]

【……】

【Hundred Eyes Ghost】

[Onmyoji's evaluation: Born with a hundred eyes, while possessing captivating illusions, he lacks physical strength. He poses little threat.]

【……】

【Guhuo Bird】

[Onmyoji's evaluation: A nine-headed demon, its fire incinerates everything, capable of transforming into a human form and entering the mortal world! Extremely threatening!]

【……】

【Zhu Jiuyin】

Onmyoji's evaluation: ...

The ordinary world that fell into the abyss thousands of years ago has surfaced and reconnected with the human world. This was originally a golden age of demons and strange stories.

The hegemons of the times since ancient times are eager to take the initiative - the Twelve Crowned Ones are ordered to travel the world; Shuten-doji arrives with a vast kingdom; Aoandon attempts to once again start the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons; the Warring States daimyos raise their flags and mobilize their armies...

Unfortunately, Uesugi Che, who also possessed countless demonic talents, opened his eyes and separated the yin and yang.

He shook his head and sighed:

"You only know how powerful I am now."

"But I don't know——"

"How many good brothers turned into a handful of ashes and fell on the road I came here."

When the unpredictable Old Ones awakened, bringing their black mist and crimson moon, the world plunged into an eternal night of decadence. Less than 10% of humanity remained, huddled in the steam-belching Brass City. They exploited the Destiny Dimension to enter horrific dungeons and acquire extraordinary powers, yet they lingered on, on the brink of extinction. Then, the writer stepped forward. "Only the Old Ones can defeat the Old Ones!" Li En, a pink, oval-shaped cell cluster, consulted his diary, his two tiny tentacles alternating in front as he pondered deeply. "So, this is why I was summoned here?"

To ward off disasters and suppress misfortunes, this sneaky world needs a little surprise.

After copying comments from the folk forum and compiling the first talisman, Chen Xin knew that this surprise... was him!

[Name of talisman]: Zhenzhai·Zhuye

[Purpose]: Zhenyangzhai

[Current talisman power]: Yincha level

[Description of talisman]: Chicken, one crows in the candle night, the image of the south, the fire yang essence... (click to see more)

That year I woke up from underground, with the earth as my blanket and silence as my sleep.

A few years later,

…

A group of monsters from the mountains came to meet me, and I sat alone on the tower to spend the night.

In this fantasy world where magic and machinery coexist, Sherlock, a commoner, faces a difficult task in becoming a powerful wizard or warrior, ascending to a position of power. Fortunately, fate favors those who work hard. In this world, Chinese and English have become ancient scripts that represent mystery and power. They record magical rituals from the Age of Gods and the origins of steam... "What did I work hard for?" "I worked hard to be reborn in my past life! Otherwise, how would I understand Chinese after traveling through time?" (A Final Fantasy-like worldview + magic + steam machinery)

[Fantasy] [Infinite Stream] [Evil Forces] [Suspense]

(No Romance | Pure Heart and Soul | Grim and Surreal)

I knelt at the peak of a mountain of corpses,

a blood-red thread burrowing into my finger bones like a parasite.

The monks—those cursed souls they called “disaster stars”—

met death with open, festering eyes, reflecting the droplets in my palm.

Even in ruin, they watched.

This is an era sustained by soul power,

where both “righteous” and “disaster stars” are born marked by fate.

But fate is a crooked thing.

My master and I hunted the Lifeng Sect,

a cult of madness and slaughter,

whose disciples would butcher their own families under twisted convictions.

Are they insane? No—

They have shattered their minds to touch something beyond sanity.

In my hand, I carry the healing drops—a pure counter to their venomous gu.

Even the corrupted skies seem to bend in my favor now.

“If the gods allow evil to flourish,

then let me become the one who poisons evil itself.”

Let the monks rot.

Let the threads tighten.

Let the drops fall.

I walk not the righteous path,

but the necessary one.