【Drip.Drip.】

【System activated, game starts】

[Players can get points rewards after completing the strategy]

[The target of the strategy must meet the system recognition standards (please click on the appendix for details)]

[Complete temporary events to purchase additional special items to encourage players to actively participate]

[Panel.Activated]

【Mall. Activated】

【Loading completed, I wish you a happy game】

【Arrange your time reasonably and pay attention to self-protection;

Be careful not to be deceived and make friends sincerely;

.Stay away from the hatchet (blackened)] Starting point

Student System Flow

(Dual female leads) + (First-person perspective) + (Dual yandere characters) + (Ended)

My name is Xuan Xiaoyu, and I think I've fallen in love with my older sister who isn't related to me by blood.

After the accident, I forgot many things, but one particular person remains exceptionally vivid in my memory.

I still remember the scene of our first meeting very clearly, but the exact time has disappeared from my mind.

All I remember is that she was being led by the hand by another woman, and then she suddenly came to my side.

How long has it been since then?

······

"Xiaoyu, what should I do to become 'the one' for you?"

"It's very simple, you only need to do one thing."

"One thing?"

"That's right."

"What's up?"

"Fall in love with me".

(Happy ending)

Bad news: Soran has traveled through time, to a world where the old gods have revived and apocalypse is imminent. Good news: He possesses a cheat code, the standard system for time travelers, allowing him to complete quests and earn rewards. Bad news: Before Soran could find his footing, he fell into a medically inexplicable coma, which lasted for over a decade and was heading towards a permanent state of unconsciousness. He was likely dying, and modern medicine was powerless. To survive, Soran plunged into the mystical world. Astrology, evil spirits, witches, the undead, the ocean, flesh and blood... the supernatural exists in every corner of this world. Amidst the tide of steam and machinery, airships, cannons, and great warships are rising. Divination, religion, prophecy, and mystery are never far away. The fragile order is now a faint flame, and martyrdom...

Many literary works feature a despicable, lurking figure, like a rat in a sewer, who grovels in the shadows, obsequiously infatuated with the protagonist, resorting to any means necessary. They covet the protagonist, inflicting immense psychological and even physical harm. The system's mission for Jiu Shu is to repay these villains in kind, punishing them and making them regret the harm they've caused the protagonist. The seasoned traitor Jiu Shu readily accepts the mission, only to infuriate the system. *Who's following you in the dark?

Lee Ja-sung has transmigrated, transmigrating into the body of Lee Ja-sung in the new world of the Korean Peninsula. In this life, he decides to no longer be a puppet manipulated by others; he will firmly grasp his own destiny in his own hands...

【Back Room】+【IQ Online】+【Exploration】+【Innovation Level】+【Plot】+【Not Invincible】

The empty room was filled with dim light, the damp old carpet carried a pungent odor, and the sight was dominated by the unchanging, maddeningly monotonous yellow...

If you're unlucky enough to lose touch with reality in the wrong place, that's where you end up—in the back room.

Here, if you hear something prowling around, God help you, because it definitely heard you.

This is a description of a picture on a foreign forum in July 2019.

As soon as this post was published, more and more people claimed that they had dreamed of this strange space. What's even more bizarre is that some people even found multiple places in reality that overlapped with the back room.

The circular factory in Nara, Japan, the deep forests of California, the seaside of Florida, are almost all the same as the back room...

Does the back room really exist?

But that day, I accidentally broke into the back room.

In the third new Tokyo, there are countless girls with tragic identities.

They either have bad families or have mutilated bodies.

Their experiences are sympathetic, and their lives are like candles in the wind.

They are desperate to be saved.

So, here you are.

Use the worst and most vicious means.

You will give them a heart of steel enough to save themselves!

The devil of life, the devil of laws, the devil of knowledge, the devil of fate, the devil of war...

When all kinds of strange forces invaded, the world was divided into two distinct ends.

Some people regard him as a god and walk the earth as a spokesperson.

Some people choose to drink a glass of strong wine on a scarlet night and raise the shotgun in their hands.

The first volume of the physical book "Starting from the Red Moon" is now published and available for purchase on Taobao, Tmall, Dangdang, JD.com and other platforms and websites!

[Not a wish-fulfillment story, not mindless, not formulaic, not invincible, an infinite flow novel where you can survive if you can, and show off your skills if you can't.]

Finally, I can play immersive games with the latest technology!

...

Nobody told me this game is dangerous?

...

Am I playing a game or in reality?

...

The Milky Way is a prison for humanity, and we are all descendants of prisoners.

...

They're right. Being a good warden and maintaining order in all the prisons of the universe is good for everyone.

Wu Chuchun looked up at the starry sky, determined to kill the first person to plan the rebellion—the creator of this game.

It was an ordinary day, the foundation was operating as usual, agents were out on field missions, and researchers were conducting experiments.

Until that moment arrived, everything "abnormal" came to an abrupt end. No one knew why, no one knew what had happened, and no one knew who had done it.

The world has entered a period of normalcy, and the veil is no longer necessary. But what about the anomalies? What about the anomalies that the Foundation has coexisted with for thousands of years? What about the contained objects? Where did they go? Will they ever come back for dinner?

Mysterious numbers from Antarctica: 5:07:04 AM on March 8, 1998