When the night came, there was a twittering sound in his ears, and the monster in the shadows began to move restlessly. Jason’s hungry stomach began to roar, and he couldn’t help swallow his saliva. Hunger was the best spur.

Bai Wan, who was born with a bug physique, would automatically have bugs around him since he was a child.

The door that was opened would randomly lead to an unknown space, and the water in the cup would disappear out of thin air

But once, he was unexpectedly selected by a strange game

From that day on, the strange copy never ran normally again...

[The door that disappeared out of thin air: The knocking ghost was about to knock on the door to kill someone, but was confused to find that its door was gone? Why did it become a wall? How could it kill people like this?]

[Stuck out of the game map: Bai Wan was confused to find that his body was stuck out of the game map. He looked at the non-existent area outside and fell into silence. There was a bug again, but he was surprised to find that it seemed that he could explore outside the map? ]

[Forced turn-based system with explosive drops: The ghost mother was confused to find that her ghost fetus was actually exploded as a pet egg? ]

[Generate NPC out of thin air: The ghost widow looked at her husband who suddenly appeared with a confused face and fell into silence. Isn't she a widow? 】

[Randomly generated fairy tales: players are confused by the little girl selling matches in the ghost domain]

[Plant-zombie hybrid version: can summon pea shooters, will-o'-the-wisp nuts, etc.]

[Mario's coin house: can enter the hidden space in the game's sewers]

[Want to appreciate my dancing: after dancing in front of NPCs, there is a chance to get tips]

Facing the weird system and the collective accusations of the players, Bai Wan also feels very innocent and tired

What is the weird copy of the crash? I really just want to play a normal game!

(Infinite original copy + easy and funny + brain hole + weird copy survival)

Original name: The whole family becomes paper people, I just want to take a family photo

This is a daily cultivation journal of a Loose Cultivator from Black Dragon Mountain, meticulously recording every detail of his cultivation journey. As the saying goes, "A woman fears marrying the wrong man, and a man fears entering the wrong profession." Having started as a bottom-tier Loose Cultivator—and one from Black Dragon Mountain, notorious for its banditry—Liu Xiaolou had no choice but to accept his fate. He struggled tirelessly in a world dominated by prestigious sects, hustling for a single Spirit Stone, a Spirit Pill, a Magic Artifact, or a Spirit Herb. The mundane realities of life—the daily grind of firewood, rice, oil, and salt—mingled with the bittersweet trials of cultivation. The true flavor of this existence could only be savored by those who lived it, yet one thing remained constant: a steadfast devotion to the Dao, driven by the pursuit of eternal life

Two railroad tracks rushed into the yard, and a steam train broke through the door.

The singer in cheongsam ate ten kilograms of steamed buns, stepped onto the railway track, roared, and stopped the train. She was a food cultivator.

The old man who smoked dry cigarettes blew out the smoke and burned the beauty's cheongsam. He was the smoke repairer.

The young man driving the rickshaw snatched the old man's pipe and pot and ran away without a trace. He was a traveling repairman.

After running for an hour, the young man was still on the train.

The train is a home for home repairs. Once you get on the train, you can’t even think about leaving.

This is Prozhou.

There are hundreds of schools in the world, who can compete with them?

Provincial, who is the leader.

My grandpa is very strange. He burns incense for himself every day and stands in front of his own spirit tablet to eat candles.

People in the village are very afraid of grandpa.

I am also afraid of grandpa.

Later I found out that they were not afraid of grandpa, but me.

Grandpa is also afraid of me.

…

My name is Chen Shi.

Chen means honest, Shi means honest.

Come to Yuewen's website to read more of my works!

Reincarnated in the cultivation world for sixteen years, starting from the waste of spiritual roots to ask the devil to practice.

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On the day of the test, the spiritual roots fell into the fifth level. It is difficult to break through the middle stage of Qi training in this life. The immortal gate will not accept it, and it is difficult to achieve immortality.

It happened that the Demon Sect was changing slaves, and those with low qualifications were plundered from all over the place as "spiritual slaves". They used the Burning Life Magic to cultivate multiple batches of consumables, and made them sacrifice their cultivation to make spiritual sand for the Demon Sect to enjoy.

Wang Yu was plundered to the Demon Realm in Shihu City and entered the gate of the Demon Dao as a spiritual slave. Fortunately, he had the [Placement Bar] to solve many problems!

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[Placement Bar 1: Burning Blood Power]

"Burning Blood Power (0/100): 48 practices a day, and it can be achieved in one year."

Ps: (The introduction is weak, move to the main text)

Duwei is born in this new world from Earth without making any sound, he does not cry, he just stares at the people around him. As he grows he does not speak and curses this new world in which he is forced to live.

His father a great general of insurance he must have aptitude for something, nevertheless he is not more than trash. Ignored by his family as the “ret*rded” heir.

This is the story of your journey to discover the truths of this world and use the knowledge of your past life to remove your title of ret*rd, even if you have to become a devil.

Entering the mortal world for a hundred generations, do not compete for the youth of one life, but only for the day and night of a hundred generations.

Seeking immortals in the world of mortals.

My name is Li Qing. I have escaped from the mortal world in the third life, entered the Tao in the ninth life, and become immortal in the hundredth life.

(longevity stream, non-simulator, non-reincarnation rebirth)

(Bai Shi Shou Yuan, One Life Life)

If you convince others with force, you won't be convinced with your heart, or if you are weak in support; if you convince others with reason, your heart will be happy and you will be sincerely convinced.

But immortals are often unreasonable...