+++++A millennium-long war shattered heaven and earth, leaving three races to coexist and divine artifacts to perish. A mountain youth without spiritual roots descended from the mortal realm, enduring countless hardships to avenge his fallen sworn brother. He forged a thousand swords with a single blade, yet his Daoist heart led him into demonic tribulation! Wielding his sword, he could not slay all grudges or sever all bonds of love and hatred. Whether driven mad or insane, he feared no worldly scorn; becoming an immortal or a demon lay in a single thought!
A gray fog engulfs the world, a lighthouse hangs high. Zhang Yang transmigrates to a post-apocalyptic world, ending up in a slum. Unable to pay rent, he faces being thrown out to feed the monsters. Fortunately, he's bound to a simulator; by consuming spiritual energy, he can deduce a lifetime and receive rewards! Zhang Yang simulates the future daily, cautiously trying and failing, searching for a way to survive, and uncovering the truth. Suddenly, he looks back and realizes he has already broken through the gray fog and fought his way through the apocalypse… This book is also known as: "Surviving the Apocalypse, Luckily I Have a Simulator," "Simulating the Future a Thousand Times, Emerging with a Single Life," and "Simulating Godhood, Starting from the Post-Apocalyptic Slums."
[Ordinary daily life + lighthearted humor + no female lead + no angst + survivalist + no system + farming]
My name is Lin Yu, and I am a remnant soul trapped inside a ring.
System? Task? Scroll King? None of them exist.
My life motto is simple: survive and sleep.
Until the ring became associated with a naive young boy.
Seeing that he was about to venture into the secret realm, I said, "Disciple, this place is extremely dangerous. Go back to sleep."
Seeing him about to snatch the magic weapon, I said, "This is too hot to handle; your life is more important."
Seeing him being provoked into a fight, I said, "It's not shameful to admit defeat."
Under my "careful" guidance, he avoided all opportunities and all risks.
While other geniuses were teetering on the brink of death, he was steadily... mining spirit stones.
Years later, when all the gods and demons came knocking, my disciple, who was jokingly called "King of Survival," silently set up a defensive array with nine thousand nine hundred layers.
I yawned: "Like I said, you can only produce output if you're alive."
Being a ninja isn't easy, especially for an ordinary one. Compared to the ninjas who are constantly on the go, working 996 (9am-9pm, 6 days a week) is truly a blessing. But someone has to do it, right? As the saying goes, "If I don't go to hell, who will?"
[Refreshing story + invincible protagonist + extraordinary potion system + bizarre monsters + wilderness migration and survival + item fusion and evolution + decisive and ruthless + extreme survival]
In May, when the world was shrouded in eerie fog, some people drew their swords over half a moldy steamed bun by the campfire of the migrating team. Meanwhile, Ling Feng was chewing on a piece of wheat bread in his mobile fortress. The rotten, hard lumps mixed with morning dew and peach wood had somehow become a fluffy staple food, with a sweet aroma that also carried the scent of exorcising evil spirits.
This ability was forced out by the Shadowfiend. When the Shadowfiend was chasing him to the brink of death, three wrecked cars suddenly twisted into a campervan with runic iron netting, and the faint light repelled the ghost.
He hid himself extremely well: during the day, he covered the fortress with withered branches, hiding it at the back of the line as scrap metal; at night, he activated the oxygen supply system, cultivating soul-suppressing herbs and vegetables in the cultivation chamber. But if any tomb raiders dared to touch the fortress, he would use a binding rope made of ink line and ghostly fingernails to create bait, throwing it into the fog to lure away the Crying Bone.
While others sought exorcising talismans and water, he had already used the Shadow Demon Soul Core to create an extraordinary potion. A glimmer in his eyes allowed him to see through the truth: the Crying Bone harmed people with the Heart-Eating Curse, requiring the fusion of Soul-Suppressing Grass and a Copper Bell to make Tranquilizing Incense; the Painted Skin Ghost was hiding in the crowd, requiring the use of a fragment of the Demon-Revealing Mirror and a flashlight to create a Deception-Dispelling Lamp to expose him.
The migration was long and arduous, the rotting wood forest thick with black sap that clung to souls, old clothes piled high, hooking fingers with deadly intent; the human heart was more treacherous than ghosts. But Lingfeng's fortress was always brightly lit, and the tomatoes in the cultivation pods bore golden-edged fruit, imbued with the power of the potion. He turned the steering wheel, the iron mesh shattering the ghostly shadows, the tires crushing white bones, chewing on bread as he looked at the chaos in the rearview mirror, and let out a cold laugh.
In this world, the strongest source of confidence isn't prayer, but the ability to turn scrap metal into a demon-slaying sword and moldy steamed buns into hot meals. Ling Feng happens to excel at this.
[High-energy warning! High-octane action ahead!] [A blockbuster is in the works!] When Yotsuki Ren, whose Soul Society has been steeped in bloodshed and violence for a century, is on the verge of despair facing a terrifying Hollow that devours his fear, a cold, mechanical voice booms – "Humanity Survival System: Chaldea, officially activated! Welcome to the Soul Society, the last Master!" Yotsuki Ren is stunned: Wait, the Soul Society? Chaldea? Captain-Commander Yamamoto is the Director? What kind of ridiculous script is this?!
In his past life, Li Yifan was an ordinary grassroots civil servant. He studied public relations at China University of Political Science and Law, but due to a lack of connections, he only ever reached the rank of section chief despite a lifetime of hard work. After retiring in 2024, he was unexpectedly attacked and killed while traveling in Palestine. Filled with regret and resentment, he was reborn in 2000, at the crucial moment of graduating from university.
In this life, Li Yifan is determined to change his fate and no longer live a mediocre life. Relying on his memories of the future, and taking advantage of the wealth opportunities presented by the Korea-Japan World Cup and the "monster stocks" in the stock market, he accumulates his first pot of gold and gradually lays the foundation for a future technology giant company. At the same time, he utilizes his expertise in politics and law and his rich experience in officialdom to rise step by step from the grassroots county town.
With the help of his younger brother Li Mingjie and younger sister Li Xiaowei, he expanded his invested technology companies and leveraged the power of new media to increase his influence, thus aiding his career in the political arena. He pursued both political and business ambitions simultaneously, forging his own path to the pinnacle of power while also waging a righteous anti-corruption campaign to eliminate the criminal forces responsible for his father's death.
Farming + No System + Conquest + Time Travel + Single Female Lead + Sweeping Through England, France, and Germany
In 1288, Lin Lan transmigrated into the body of a bankrupt Scottish nobleman, facing famine, war, and despair.
He only wanted to farm and live a simple life, but the tide of history pushed him onto the stage. From a minor lord to a baron, from a baron to an earl, from an earl to Warden of the North, to Lord Protector, and then to King of Scotland, he swept through England and France, conquered both Romes, and became the Emperor of Europe.
A modern soul, possessing the Bodhi tree of the primordial era. With extraordinary wisdom and foresight, yet deeply aware of the perils of the primordial world, he acts with humility and caution. He uses reason to plan for eternity, and compassion to guide the path of destiny. Wandering the primordial world, witnessing legends, placing his pieces amidst the games of sages, and seeking survival in the endless cycle of reincarnation. This is an epic tale of transcendence, where a being of humble origins seeks to attain the supreme Dao.
I transmigrated to a world ruled by gods, a world where the divine court had only swept across the world a few hundred years ago.
Lin Xiao, who was focused on cultivating immortality and didn't want to get involved in the intricacies of the Divine Court, could only seal himself inside the spiritual treasure Qiankun Sun and Moon Pot.
Within the pot, a grotto-heaven opens, the sun and moon are refined; if I cannot become a celestial immortal, I will become an earth immortal, my spirit merging with the grotto-heaven to transform heaven and earth.
They would occasionally hold a Dharma assembly, host a peach banquet, and casually distribute some lucky treasures.
No matter how many millennia of divine oppression you have exerted, I remain at ease within the gourd, watching the divine court rise and fall, and then witnessing its collapse.
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