On that day, the fog blocked everything.

On that day, he became the captain of a ghost ship.

On that day, he stepped through the thick fog and confronted a completely subverted and fragmented world— the old order had vanished, strange phenomena dominated the endless seas beyond civilized society, and isolated island city-states and fleets of ships challenged the sea that had become the last ember of lights for the civilized world. All of this while the shadows of the old days were still stirring in the deep sea, waiting to devour this world that was about to die.

But for the new captain of the ghost ship Vanished, there was only one question he had to consider first — Who knows how to drive this ship?!

The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor.

At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. “Landlord, is this what you meant by ‘the house can be a little crowded at night’‽”

In this latest work by Lord of the Mysteries author, Cuttlefish That Loves Diving, be prepared for a well-thought out and detailed apocalyptic, cyberpunk world with a setting superseding Lord of the Mysteries!

Our protagonist, Shang Jianyao, is crazy—literally crazy, at least that’s what the doctors said. Living in a huge, underground building of Pangu Biology, one of the few remaining factions in this apocalyptic wasteland known as the Ashlands, he acts in unfathomable ways that’s head-scratching, comical, and shrewd. So is he really crazy? Probably.

He has a grand dream: to save all of humanity.

Intricately tied to this dream is something everyone in the Ashlands believes in: Deep in a particular ruin buried away by danger and famine, a path leading to a new world awaits. To step into the new world, one only needs to find a special key and open that certain door.

There, the land is bountiful, as if milk and honey flows freely.

The sunlight is dazzling, as if all coldness and darkness are washed away.

The people will no longer have to face desolation, monsters, infections, mutations, and all kinds of dangers.

There, children are joyous, adults are happy, everything is fine as they are supposed to be.

Every Antiquarian, Ruin Hunter, and Historian roaming the Ashlands knows: That’s the New World.

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.

The dance that blends magic and machinery, the absurd darkness of the punk era.

This is an era without gods, because everyone can blaspheme the gods.

Star City Anbu Xuanyi chose to participate in a brutal jungle battle royale with a narrow escape for ulterior motives. From this moment on, his fate became uncontrollable, and he never looked back on a dark and desperate one-way road. As the land moves forward, the road is full of thorns.

[Folklore and the Bizarre] [Infinite Flow] [Traditional Chinese Martial Arts]

Its body is made of four beams and eight pillars, and its form is a representation of the old worldly gods.

Lu Ansheng opened the folk game "The Burial Chronicles" that appeared out of nowhere on his phone. He was transported to a place where evil spirits roamed and where gods were buried. He had to find the remains of ancient gods, build a temple to enshrine the dead, and complete one task after another before he could briefly return to reality.

When he first embarked on this journey, all he had was a mysterious ancient book called "Records of Folk Customs," which offered him a reward for recording folk customs.

All the strange and bizarre tales are in the book.

Wild dogs digging graves, dead donkeys pulling millstones, weasels demanding blessings, livestock knocking on doors, rafting boats, water ghosts taking lives, retrieving corpses from tombs, corpse-driving curses, running through mountains to worship temples, tattooing and encoffining, soldiers dissolving ghosts, money ghosts, painted-skin old foxes, ghost soldiers passing through the road, Tai Sui watching flesh, immortals and Buddhas hanging upside down...

Annan transmigrated to a new world – the Land of Dense Fog. He had become a rare elite NPC who possessed the player’s system.

However, he had the heart of a player.

I like to stir up matters, and unbridled. But, I’m a kind player. The ally of justice who is favored by this world.

I’m on a main mission. As the righteous player, I’m following my destiny to eradicate you, the evil NPC!

Dear player, I’d recommend you to stop running away. The mission is completed. I’m the righteous NPC now to punish you, the evil players…

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In the long dark night, the crimson moon hangs high in the sky.

Hoarse whisper patrols the streets. The brass steam engine is emitting blood mist.

Your brain is in ecstasy; your eyes are enchanted.

With cracked skins, it sprouts new flesh.

In the gray mists, shirek cries come from the flesh wall that consumes thousands of corpses…

“Stop crying, our players don’t bite. They just want to play with you.”

The Solitary Schemer, Number 1 Player, Land of Dense Fog’s Savior, Leader of 13 Saints, Friend of 12 Upright Deity, Pioneer King, “The Righteous One,” Gatekeeper of Forth Disaster, Crownless Deity, the great Annan advised kindly.

【Thriller + Hilarious + People Scaring Ghosts + Physical Redemption + Insanity】

Beneath the tranquil night sky of the city lies a horror that ordinary people cannot imagine.

The headless figure outside the window at midnight, the whispers in the abandoned toilet, the blood-red shadow under the streetlight...

Jiang Fan encountered a fierce ghost in the middle of the night and awakened the curse evolution system. He found that by stimulating the ghosts' strong emotions, he could deduce the curses on them.

As a result, a mudslide appeared in the world's terrifying and desperate painting style.

People knocking on the door, people pressing against each other's backs, shadows in the middle of the night, invisible people in the dark room, extra people on the early morning bus, the most taboo that cannot be mentioned in the depths of dreams, the man who killed his way through the nightmare of the God of Disaster...

"When I walk in the night, I am the biggest weirdo"

"Ghosts scare people, he scare ghosts"

"This protagonist is too fierce"

"He's more ghostly than a ghost"

"The supernatural is terrifying, but my heart is also full of evil"

"When I was burdened with billions of curses, my identities as a human or ghost might have already been swapped."

The first chapter is slow to start. The protagonist is anti-traditional, never wastes time on internal conflicts, quickly passes the buck, is strict with others and lenient with himself, and at the same time, the character's personality will continue to grow.

The whole book will maintain a supernatural style.

With the rising tide of steam power and machinery, who can come close to being a Beyonder? Shrouded in the fog of history and darkness, who or what is the lurking evil that murmurs into our ears?

Waking up to be faced with a string of mysteries, Zhou Mingrui finds himself reincarnated as Klein Moretti in an alternate Victorian era world where he sees a world filled with machinery, cannons, dreadnoughts, airships, difference machines, as well as Potions, Divination, Hexes, Tarot Cards, Sealed Artifacts…

The Light continues to shine but mystery has never gone far. Follow Klein as he finds himself entangled with the Churches of the world—both orthodox and unorthodox—while he slowly develops newfound powers thanks to the Beyonder potions.

Like the corresponding tarot card, The Fool, which is numbered 0—a number of unlimited potential—this is the legend of “The Fool”.