The protagonist traveled through the toilet on the spot. There was a loud bang (the protagonist's stomach flew), and then the toilet lid bounced off. When he woke up, he was already in the sprunki world. So what should the protagonist do? In the end, how to survive? Please see how to survive (sprunki: I rely on myself to travel through time). Because there are a lot of swear words, it will not pass the review. I need to make some adjustments first. Also, the author of this work will update twice a day without interruption. And I will do a challenge later to list all the viewers in the list at the end. Please stay tuned.

Fanfiction by sprunki.

Blood and death filled this land,

The dark clouds of war are floating in the sky over the city,

Gray, the devil incarnate, lingers in the shadow of the city.

He is weak, very weak...

Extraordinary, strange, divine,

The Golden Man, the Sinner, and the Corrupt Original Government,

"I offer you everything I have for your protection."

"allow."

Under the protection of the moody Blake and the mentally unstable Wenda, Gray is safe, temporarily.

"Give fear and death to everyone, and the Lord of Darkness will surely come to the world!" Blake said.

With death all around us, how long can even the calmest and most easy-going person remain normal? This world has gone mad long ago!

(Boring, the author wants to see rivers of blood!)

Villain story, dark story, contains bloody and violent plots, do not read if you don't like it, urban story, no CP tendency (maybe), friendship (?

Mainly the killing group Shashasha and the like.

(The author is a bit crazy, so it's normal for the characters to be crazy, right? The author is not a little devil.)

[This article was first published on Baidu Tieba, one of Baidu's most popular posts, with over 10 million hits. Currently at 17K, I hope you will bookmark and support it.] Yin Yang is destined to be plagued by five drawbacks and three deficiencies. Is there a way to overcome this? A life-and-death love affair with a vampire zombie!!! The painstaking search for the Yin Yang Qilu finally reveals a much bigger conspiracy!!! The Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, vampire zombies, the Netherworld Inn, the Warring States tombs, and the Yin Yang Qilu are all in "Ghost Stories" …………………………………………

[Not brainless + Weird Immortal + Light Cthulhu]

(Friendly reminder: Chapter 62 enters the fairyland, and Chapter 113 begins to contact the Great Nuo world.)

(After 158, it is close to the Daoguiyuan timeline. From here on, you can watch it in a random order. The two places are different Danyangzi at the same time. What I want to say is the concept of going all the way and going all the way. Different experiences will naturally lead to different personalities. The latter may be affected by Chengxian Siming, so you can choose to skip it.)

I am Li Huowang? No, I am Danyangzi!

Danyangzi became an immortal, he really did!

There is no meditation here (maybe)

The seemingly normal immortals and Buddhas still have obsessions.

Where did the confused demon in the chaotic sea come from and where is he going?

Who opened the door to the real world and the mysterious world?

What was Laojun thinking as he watched the struggle over the Great Dao?

Danyangzi didn't know whether there was a deeper mystery behind it or the tranquility and freedom of enlightenment.

Where is the final destination? How many secrets are there in the world inside Da Nuo?

He can only go deeper and deeper on this path...

After all, who knows whether he is Danyangzi or Li Huowang?

In this war-torn world, countless people are struggling for life and death.

Some people do it for rights, some do it for survival, and some do it for the world...

On that rainy day.

Luo Yan broke into this world so recklessly.

Holding a three-foot green sword in his hand, under the leadership of a group of snare killers, he hunted down a pregnant woman with a big belly.

Xie Jin is an international student studying in the United States. Because of an accident, he obtained a special ability that allows him to detect the attributes of all objects within a certain range. Because of this ability, he started from panning for gold and gradually went to the country of Bald Eagle. The pinnacle of wealth. (No abuse, no depression, logical, straightforward and reasonable road to the rise of North American chaebols)

(This story is a slow burn, featuring elements of Ultraman, childhood memories, and various universes.)

A sudden danger transports characters from different worlds to the Super God World. Here, Nangong Shui, drawing upon his accumulated knowledge from his previous world, co-founds the Mysterious Fantasy Street with two powerful figures.

Here, you will see the Iron Beast Clan from the mecha world maintaining order in Fantasy Street, the Fruit Warriors boosting sales, Bald Qiang seeking power to cultivate with a monk, and the protagonist transforming into light...

The long-planned Land of Light project, along with aliens from the Ultra Universe and various powerful beings, put immense pressure on the original inhabitants of the Super God.

The body is like a feather and life is like weeds.

I have seen the darkest night, so the bright and burning flame in my heart will never waver.

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A college graduate, unable to find a job for three years, had to take the postgraduate entrance exam. After another three years of unemployment following his master's degree, he was forced to pursue a doctorate. Under the relentless pressure of classmates who jumped to their deaths every year because they couldn't graduate with their doctorates, this unfortunate, PhD-level nerdy guy finally endured the final stage of his academic life. Just as he was about to land his first lucrative job, he was abducted by aliens for human experimentation. But that wasn't the worst of it. Even worse, after being ruined by the aliens, he was abandoned on a planet with an unknown environment… Prologue – The Birth of a Nerdy Guy "Ten thousand miles of wind and smoke rise, gathering into banners to slay the black dragon." Luo Yanqi is my name, but its meaning is definitely not as elegant as this poem my father wrote. My father was a heavy smoker, always puffing away. The first half of the poem, "Ten thousand miles of wind and smoke," is purely a figment of his imagination. The second half of the sentence refers to a dog older than me. My father liked to take a deep drag of smoke and then blow it into the dog's nose, amusing himself by watching the dog struggle. The dog died when I was five. Despite my mother's strict prohibition, I ended up being the one blown into the dog's nose, which is why I absolutely hate smoking, especially secondhand smoke. In middle school, I gradually developed a dislike for men who smoke, and by high school, I hated men altogether. Unfortunately, as a human whose gender symbol is upward-pointing, I'm not very attractive to women, which means I have practically no friends. Besides finding solace in novels, comics, and games, I'm seen as a very eccentric person by others. People like me have an unflattering nickname from the Land of the Rising Sun—a shut-in!

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Man's first requirement is to live, the second is still to live, and the third is still to live… In certain circumstances, living becomes a luxury. In hell, we look up at heaven, reaching out our hands. Though we cannot touch heaven, we can at least get closer to it. We sing in hell, we give thanks in hell, we love in hell, we kill in hell. We embrace each other with tears in our eyes, then plunge daggers into each other's chests, not for anything else, but for that faint, almost imperceptible gratitude. The world of the Song Dynasty is my bondage, and also my sky. Only birds that soar in flight understand the meaning of the sky. The Emperor said—"Lend me a corner of the royal mansion, so you and your child may find refuge." Tie Xinyuan said—"I will repay a drop of kindness with a spring of gratitude, but you cannot ask for anything. Whatever reward I give you, you must accept it." I may be smarter than all of you. In a sense, I am a prophet, I am a philosopher, I am a god!