[Non-Human Protagonist + Behind-the-Scenes Flow + Church Cultivation] The wheels of the industrial age roll over the earth, sparks of steam and gears composing a melody. The extraordinary tides rise and fall, and an ancient and powerful power is about to return with the times. "Why have people been drowning in this sea lately..." "I almost couldn't save them, but luckily I have so many tentacles." "What did you say? A sacrifice for me?" "How many times do I need to say it, I'm not Cthulhu!" Dense tentacles in the deep sea waved continuously in response to the sound, stirring up a huge wave on the surface. Those on the steamship marveled at the power of the resurrected ancient gods, kneeling on the deck and trembling slightly. Only Ivan himself knew that he was not some mysterious old god, but a jellyfish trying to survive in another world...

Years later, Link, having finally expanded his power and domain from America to the entire world and begun exploring beyond, might recall that distant afternoon when he met his first believer. "Tell me! Who...are you?" "I have countless names, just as the wind has countless names, and death has countless ways." "These are all my names—I am called the Primordial God, King of the Gods, Almighty and Almighty Father, Worshipped by All Spirits, Cronus, Lord of Thunder, Ruler of the Sky and Earth, Gatekeeper of the Underworld, Divine Judgment, Incarnation of God, Untrustworthy Demon, Primordial Blood, Lucifer, God of Deception and Tricks, Immortal Soul…" "I am the gods." PS: The mastermind behind it all, I alone am the law.

[Apocalypse + Weird + Game Synchronization with Reality + Infrastructure Building + Alien Strategies]

[Lighthearted and humorous + subtle]

Behind the bustling city lies a sinister shadow that is closing in step by step.

An existence from another dimension walks directly into the mortal world, plunging those who know about it into unprecedented panic.

"An evil god has descended upon the world, and a bizarre world is about to become a reality!"

"Humanity is doomed!"

Some people rose up in rebellion, shouting that humanity will never be enslaved!

Some people live a life of ignominy and seek immediate gratification.

Some people prostrated themselves in ecstasy, embracing the new world!

The source of all this chaos, the ancient and supreme being who was inexplicably labeled an "evil god" and was about to rule the world—Ji Xu—was completely unaware of it.

He looked at the apocalyptic news in the game, his face full of worry:

"I'm already transported to a post-apocalyptic world, but why does a game also have a post-apocalyptic plot?"

As he spoke, he manipulated his game character to eliminate the cultists next to him.

——

Ji Xu inexplicably transmigrates to a misty, post-apocalyptic world filled with bizarre creatures.

As a human being with no physical strength, all he wanted to do was stay in his safe apartment, play video games, and eke out a living.

Little did he know that every game he completed would come true in another world.

The monsters from the alien dungeons he solved in the game began to appear in the Misty World and became his employees.

Starting with an apartment building, Ji Xu rebuilds a civilized and orderly city-state amidst the fog of the apocalypse.

When the eerie world that everyone fears finally arrives as reality.

What I saw was a peaceful and prosperous city, but also all sorts of eerie things that terrified outsiders, and people as honest as unlucky employees who had been forcibly brought in by their boss to greet guests.

Human: ? ? ?

Ji Xu stood at the very front, almost bursting into tears of joy.

"Finally, I've seen a living person!"

Mona, possessing a magical canvas, became the deity of an island tribe. He could use various drawing tools on the canvas to graffiti the world, bestowing blessings and divine punishment upon civilization. The paintbrush imbued what it painted with divinity, the palette could capture the impressions of all things, abstracting them into conceptual blocks of color. The eraser could easily erase everything, punishing civilization. On the first day, the merciful god painted a giant tree, sheltering the tribe from the wind and rain, and the people all sang praises of His majesty. On the second day, the majestic god used the eraser to wipe away the heads of the tribe's sinners, and the people all prostrated themselves in fear, learning reverence. On the third day, He attempted to try a new painting with a new color. And so, a desolate...

Night falls, neon lights flicker. Gods build the stage, mortals become puppets. This is "Paradise of the Gods," a place where danger and opportunity coexist, where countless players frantically lose their lives or undergo transformative changes in each instance. Until Chen Jiang appears. Paradise of the Gods welcomes its 13th god. ... "There are 52 possible cards, but the magician always holds the 53rd." "My name is Chen Jiang, a..." "The Magician."