[No heroine + no ambiguity + no emotional line + decisive killing]

In the crowd under the neon city, there are monsters covered in human skin, and they walk among them like normal people.

The TV said that these people are called Resuscitators, they feed on human flesh and are brutal monsters.

On a peaceful afternoon, an ordinary high school sophomore student undergoes a mutation and becomes a resuscitator standing against all mankind!

In order to survive, he signed a contract with God and walked the world in the body of God.

"If this era can't accommodate me, then there's no need for it to exist."

It's not a system, it's not a saintly woman, it's not a heroine, and it won't be invincible right from the start.

This is a story about a young man from the 20th century who accidentally travels to the world of elves and suffers inhuman torture. By chance, he joins Team Rocket and steps into the darkness with his elves, climbing to the top until he pulls down those high-ranking and hypocritical bigwigs from the altar.

I woke up to find a pair of bracelets.

Don't panic, the era of relying solely on one's father hasn't arrived yet, and the general manager's father is still alive.

I was eight years old that year, standing like a lackey.

Sean: Captain Golden Lion, what do you think of my song "Wu Dalang's Summer"?

Old Jin: Not bad, but it's still a bit worse than when I'm taking a shower!

He wanted to fleece the pirate crew for life, but the boss insisted on petitioning, and as a result, he never returned!

What if your company fails to go public? I heard there are now subsidies from the "Sky Island Fund" for startups, so what are you waiting for?

Sean: The last person to come for an interview was a Shichibukai. Everyone here is either a rare Devil Fruit user or a master of physical combat, or at the very least, a second-generation scion. Tell me, why should we hire you?

Niu Ma: I'm willing to work overtime for free, I strongly request to work the night shift!

Sean: Great, I hope you can start work immediately and enjoy the 996 bliss as soon as possible!

Freedom can be a fish swimming in the sea, or a bird soaring in the sky! The pirate stage awaits—come if you dare! The sea will teach every reckless dreamer a lesson!

Young man, this is your ticket to work all over the world, take it!

(Keywords: One Piece daily life, lighthearted humor, two Devil Fruits, abstract memes, imaginative ideas!)

(Note: If my sword, my ship, and my armor all ate Devil Fruits, do you think I could become king?)

In the misty sea fog, on the deck of the ghost ship, Hern Iheroa gazed into the distance, using a brass telescope inlaid with inhuman eyeballs, at a geometrically indefinable outline. He mechanically tore at the rotting fish flesh in his hands, stuffing it into the relatively neat slit in front of his skull, known as the "mouth." At that moment, only two questions occupied Hern's mind. First, when would he find a doctor? Second, what about the remaining 1,278 mouths on his body after he had eaten his fill—"So, doctor, is there... any hope for us?"

296 years after the disaster, the world was filled with gray fog, and human settlements were like faint sparks on the earth, small but tenacious.

Gray fog suppresses living space

Gray fog mutates people

Gray fog...isn't this a tonic?

While everyone was isolating themselves in the gray fog, Chu You was trying to find a way to sneak into the gray fog area.

Chu You: Let go of the alien, let me take over! The water is very deep in here, you can’t stand it.

Killing and brushing along the way, he made a special path.

The story takes place in the 42k era, after the fall of Cartier and Guilliman's awakening. The protagonist's stats aren't high, but his abilities are conceptually advanced. He starts by healing the sick and saving lives at the bottom of the hive, then becomes a space firefighter. He's either in a chaotic melee or on his way to one. The quack doctor will use his miraculous healing skills to protect the Emperor's loyal subjects. If life is the Emperor's currency, then Ivers is the one who mints that currency.

Saving people is awesome! Fighting is awesome!

Bring salvation and loyalty to a distant and dark future!

[Genius protagonist][Decisive and ruthless][Not a saint][No female lead]

The path of martial arts is boundless, and my body is unrestrained!

Born with a vicious and wicked nature, they possess a fierce aura and gather evil power, which erode their wisdom and corrupt their goodness, making them cruel and perverse!

In a world where all people are awakened, all realms gather to form a secret realm. The awakened people think that they are the center of all heavens and realms, until major events such as the invasion of the secret realm, the end of the dynasty, and the collapse of the world give them a loud slap in the face.

...

"I have to find out who turned my ten million into one thousand!" Wang Linchi said after being forced to struggle.

In a wasteland where civilization has crumbled and order has rotted away, Luo Qiu—a lone remnant clinging to the edge of survival—rises from the filth and radioactive dust. He is not the chosen one, merely a survivor too stubborn to die.

Fate’s cruel gift drags him into the abyss known as the Void Realm—a dimension of madness, where unspeakable horrors twist reality and gnaw at the edges of sanity. His path is a blood-soaked, corpse-littered stairway to godhood, a brutal ascent through decay and despair.

This is the tale of a man who, by trampling gods, demons, and the mighty underfoot, dares to set decay aflame with the spark of free will—birthing something entirely new.

Sanity? Just my power bank.

Reset. Ragnarok.

A dark, unflinching epic, this story is like a slow-cooked broth or a fiery, lingering liquor—meant to be savored, one potent sip at a time.

Travel to a parallel America.

Zhao originally thought that he would embark on the path of becoming a film and television tycoon.

Until the system was repaired, the direction of the world began to become very different.

In the silent forest of Devil's River, Texas, the low growl of a werewolf was heard.

On the streets of New York, nameless wanderers roam, selling mysterious props.

The streets of London at night are filled with the sound of crisp bells.

…

Simply put, this is a story that started in America and has since spread to the whole world.