This is a story about a time traveler who acquires the ability to see through other people's 'life files' and pretends to be a fortune teller in a fantasy world.
He knows everything about exorcism and house protection, and is proficient in feng shui and divination.
In this modern city where Taoism is not well known, many people believe that Chen Hai is a genius, with a rare talent for cultivation. Only he knows that his abilities are all acquired through blind practice...
With resources scarce and evil spirits everywhere, Chen Lin traveled into a strange world.
The immortal cultivators who were supposed to be aloof here have become the prey of monsters and monsters, and are in a difficult situation. Faced with this situation, Chen Lin could only proceed cautiously and cautiously step by step.
Slowly, he discovered that the world was far more mysterious and grand than what he saw. The deeper he dug, the more complicated it became.
The bizarre space, the unexpected creatures, the incredible abilities, the calculations of gods and gods, the confusion of alien races, the killing of the same race, there is danger all the time.
So he became more cautious...
Tags: D&D, Western Fantasy, Fantasy Synopsis: Xing Ze, a tabletop RPG enthusiast, transmigrates into the body of a farmer in Faerûn, initially believing he'll lead a mundane life. However, he discovers something strange about Faerûn. "How do you know this top-secret information?" the villainous leader asks, puzzled. "Because I'm sick of using this module," Xing Ze replies casually. My new book, *The Unofficial Believer's Cultivation Manual*, is released; please support it!
A mysterious force has descended upon Earth, giving birth to another terrifying civilization. At the age of eighteen, everyone is forcibly sent into the Horror Game World.
While people struggle to survive, submerged in fear, Qin Nuo discovers a unique ability: by influencing the emotions of ghosts, he can earn rewards from the system. Moreover, with each completed mission, he can establish his own enterprises within the Horror World.
Thus, Qin Nuo's journey begins:
Working as a server at the Nether Springs Restaurant,
Serving as the attending physician at the Death Hospital,
Becoming a waiter at the Netherworld Hotel,
Teaching at the Terror Academy...
As Qin Nuo zealously completes one mission after another, he eventually realizes that he has become a formidable figure in the realm of ghosts.
Xie Yizi's entire family is somewhat shady.
Grandpa made paper-making and grandma embalmed corpses, dad drove corpses and mom raised Gu, and ancestors liked to dig up the graves themselves...
Therefore, Xie Yizi was trained to a full-level character since he was a child without knowing it.
I thought I would inherit the family business after graduation, but unexpectedly I was sent to the city to find a job and do live streaming part-time.
At midnight that day, Xie Yizi unexpectedly discovered that a blind ghost had sneaked into his house.
It happened that a netizen asked: "Host, is there any way to know if there is a ghost in the house?"
So Xie Yizi demonstrated it. He came to the mirror and played rock-paper-scissors with it. If he lost, it meant that there was definitely a ghost in the house.
As a result, Xie Yizi lost more than ten games in a row and instantly became a red-hot player!
"No, I have to win before I can sleep!"
The camera closed, followed by a sad...
[Demon Power] + [Weird Western Fantasy] + [Demons in the Heart of Taoism] + [Micro-terror] + [No Female Lead]
Li Ke, as a magic monk, traveled to a fantasy world with knights, witches, vampires, werewolves and zombies.
This world is occupied by indescribable ancient gods, the church is corrupt and decadent, and the blood nobles are alienated and insane!
Fortunately, Li Ke possessed the magic treasure [Demon Monument], which enabled him to comprehend the myriad magic inheritances, plant the devil in his heart, and let the devil infect the world.
One by one, the top magical inheritances turned the church saints, evil witches, fallen vampires, barbarian heroes...all into demons!
Zombies tear living corpses apart with their bare hands, evil spirits ignore divine spells, filthy objects restrain holy light, and evil spirits taint everything...
When the True Demonic Field unfolds and ascends into the astral realm, that is when Ragnarok arrives.
[The Demon Summoning Sutra]: The White-Bone Bodhisattva, the Nine-Child Ghost Mother, the Overlord Demon General, the Twin Evil Spirits...stirring up the world.
[Secret Book of Yin Corpses]: Raise evil spirits and refine corpses, have bronze-armored corpses tear knights apart alive, when the drought demon appears, the land will be scorched for a thousand miles, and the gods will retreat.
[Jinmen Mingzha]: Paper butterflies lead to the underworld, paper figures perform funeral ceremonies, and yin-yang paper sedan chairs lead into the underworld.
【Illusion Tower Fist】: With a thought, a tower is built, and it is hard to distinguish between reality and illusion, playing with people's hearts in the palm of his hand.
[Soul-calling Banner]: Billions of souls shake the kingdom of God...
[Immortal Burial Formation]: Heavenly taboo, burying the gods...
PS: This book has no female protagonist, the strength of the characters increases steadily, it is not a fast-paced novel, and is more suitable for old bookworms.
After watching the movie, I suddenly wanted to read some EVA fanfiction. Since I couldn't find anything I liked, I started writing my own. I didn't even understand linear equations, but I was forced to participate in EVA's development. And somehow, I became a big shot in everyone's eyes. What the hell—developing EVA wasn't that hard!
I thought the National Defense University selection exam was just a shortcut to graduate early and secure a government post.
Eight years later, I became the second-in-command of the largest criminal organization in the Northwest.
On the night the chairman was assassinated, four candidate names appeared on the conference room projector.
My photo was among them.
At 3 a.m., I dialed an emergency contact number I hadn’t touched in eight years: “Mission codename: ‘Abyss.’ Request immediate wrap-up.”
There was a long silence on the other end of the line: “Reason?”
I growled into the receiver, “If you don’t wrap this up now, I’ll have to be their boss next month.”
Peace Hotel, the name is what it sounds like.
The biggest ghost in the Peace Hotel is called "Peace".
All the tricks, no matter whether they are strong or weak, no matter whether they are materialistic or idealistic, are just a dish on the table of the Peace Hotel, nothing more.