People who deal with demons generally have little conscience.

They are crazy and willing to sacrifice everything in the world for power and benefit.

But Li Ke felt that he should have some conscience.

Whether it is building high-rise buildings for people in the Middle Ages, letting knights who breed sheep buy textile looms, letting elves play in the entertainment industry and live broadcasting to bring goods, summoning succubi to be hotel waiters, using the Burning Legion and evil energy to destroy garbage, or let The orcs can safely exchange their labor for fried chicken and watermelon, which reflects his conscience.

Although he offered sacrifices, made deals with demons, summoned the undead, had different conspiracies with royal family members and nobles, and even had bad thoughts about the dragons that guarded the world.

But he still felt that he had a conscience.

"At least I wasn't hung from a street lamp, right?"

——Li Ke·Conscience Sir

"perhaps."

Nanfeng has a dream, that is, he hopes that his best bad friend will live across the street, and his favorite fool will be by his side.

That dream is now half realized.

So, does anyone want to be a fool now?

(Single female protagonist, no cp removed.)

37 years old, laid off.

I can only write small programs at home to earn living expenses.

I can’t even afford cat food.

Late one night, I suddenly received a message from my ex-wife:

"I'm dying."

I was shocked: "What's going on? Where are you?"

Her reply made me even more shocked:

"I'm in Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty, come quickly."

Datang Changan is a high-end theme park opened by the wealthy Zheng Qianji.

It is a one-to-one replica of Chang'an City during the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

A large number of robot NPCs are also used.

As long as you have money, you can act as a swordsman and assassinate the emperor.

You can also go wild in Pingkangfang.

Why is the ex-wife going?

What dangers did you encounter again?

But then, no matter what message I sent, she didn't reply.

I booked a ticket and boarded the plane, and then came to Chang'an, Tang Dynasty.

All the tourists around me were in high spirits.

I was the only one preoccupied.

Fear follows.

Wearing AR glasses, you can see your ex-wife.

She blamed me for why I didn’t go to the “ghost market” to find her?

You can ask everyone——

There was no "ghost market" in Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty.

Others were watching Tang Minghuang and Yang Guifei in Xingqing Palace Square.

But I was dragged out of the city gate by a mechanical hound.

A robot warrior nearly buried me alive.

I saw with my own eyes that the boss who laid me off was killed by a robot.

In the blink of an eye, he was alive again in another place.

Everyone in Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty was drunk and dreaming.

It's just me, struggling to survive.

When I finally found my ex-wife, the crisis completely broke out:

The robot blocked all exits for communication with the outside world in Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty.

Raising the butcher knife towards human tourists...

(No system text)

Under the blazing sun, Zhang Yu, dressed in white, stood quietly in a small courtyard built by a mortal.

With a wave of his hand, the sky changed drastically, the sun and the moon alternated, and the position of the original scorching sun was now replaced by a bright moon.

He raised his head, looked at the boundless starry sky, and murmured to himself: "Xue'er, have I fulfilled our promise? I think so..."

As the last Old One ruler, when Herot returned to his family's castle to inherit the Claude family, he discovered that the family cemetery had turned into a leveling map in a certain game world.

And his father, who has been missing for four years, is still the number one player in the gaming world.

Father, you are a bit addicted to the Internet!

"The train circling the world, the alien gods made of steel, the mutants kneeling beside the railroad tracks, the shadows of giants in the clouds, the black birds with eyes and tumors..."

Qin Muyun carefully described to the doctor what he saw in his dream, and he was admitted to the mental hospital with satisfaction.

until........

He pinched a god to death in his dream, and when he woke up, his hands were stained with the blood of the god!

It turned out that this was not an illusion.

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【Biological Science Fiction】

A useless PI who can only rely on articles to graduate.

A rubbish project that is considered impossible to accomplish.

He actually created a virtual world entered through a brain-computer interface.

Opening up a new era of brain-computer integration...

ah? Is the 21st century really the century of life sciences?

I, Bai Bin, traveled to another world and activated an immature justice system.

As long as you speak justice, you can gain justice points and increase your spell level!

From then on, the first righteous (xu) righteous (wei) pastor in mainland China was born!

"Lilith, although you are a succubus, have tattoos, and drink alcohol, I know you are a good girl."

Lilith: Is this why you transformed me, a succubus, into a saint of light?

"Weier, you are simple, lovely, rich, and have a prominent family background. You don't care about the disparity in status between us. What else can I say? For you, I would rather be bound by money, trapped in a mansion, and corrupted by wealth! "

Wei'er: I'm short of money, dear, who am I if I'm rich?

"Helen, what I like is the banshee king sitting high on the Siren Throne, not the little maid kneeling in front of me, massaging and beating her legs!"

Helen: You just want to see me massage you in uniform!

"Madam Lord, I just want to give Ting En a complete home!"

Lord's wife: But we are sworn siblings, you can't...at least you shouldn't...

"Your Majesty the Pope, you don't want your true identity to be known to others, right?"

The Pope: My personal bishop, please calm down!