What if one day, every spacecraft in outer space around Earth—whether it's China's Changgong Space Station or the US SpaceLink satellite constellation—were destroyed, their debris forever circling the Earth, like the gnarled rope tightly wrapped around a prisoner's neck on a gallows? Would you still be able to breathe? Could you escape unscathed? Could such a scenario ever happen? If it did, would it be a blessing or a curse? Would you choose to be imprisoned in the heavens, or break free? Waiting online, it's urgent.

In February 2021, the concept of "low-altitude economy" was incorporated into the national plan for the first time. Supported by multiple policies, including airspace, economic, and industry policies, my country's low-altitude economy is finally entering a golden age of rapid development... However, Sun Qin and Yuan Zhiliang have been working hard for five years to achieve this moment. They once worked for well-known aircraft manufacturers and vehicle manufacturers, respectively, with stable incomes and social status. However, their optimism about the low-altitude economy and the future of three-dimensional transportation led them to resign and start their own businesses. The "Decepticons" and "Autobots" began their journeys to the same destination, having weathered many setbacks before finally embracing the opportunity presented by the era...

[No clichés, no sleazy writing, no harem, full of attitude] This story takes place after the events of "Through the Vastness." As Earth enters an irreversible warming phase, becoming uninhabitable, humanity launches the "Dandelion Project," which digitizes all of human civilization, compressing, encoding, and modulating it into radio signals, broadcasting them into the depths of space. Hoping to encounter a technologically advanced civilization, they would demodulate, decode, and decompress the received signal, then transfer the information to a new medium, thus continuing human civilization—even a fragment of it. Unknown how long ago, at the edge of the universe, a fragmented civilization and a fragmented people yearn for wholeness. A young man can rescue a dejected man from jumping into a river due to layoffs, stop a heartbroken woman from hanging herself, persuade an elderly man abandoned by his children from taking that final leap, and even help a child lost in a chaotic street find their parents, yet they know nothing of their own origins. He wants to search, they all want to search, searching in the vast void of the universe. Where have past civilizations, past loved ones, gone? How can they find them? What dangers will they encounter? What whirlpools will they be drawn into?

My name is Leng Xiaolu, and I'm eighteen years old.

On the surface, I'm just a refugee from Black Iron City, a scavenger in the Old District, a reserve cadre for a mysterious organization, an enforcer in the New District, and a student at the Apollo Academy. Sometimes, for fun, I impersonate the infamous Old District assassin, "Jack the Ripper."

But my true identity is far more complex. I am a remnant of the old world, an apostle from hell, a professional destroyer of divine "miracles," and a greedy ghost with a strong moral compass... who isn't afraid to open fire at a moment's notice. And yes, I sometimes impersonate that assassin I already took care of myself.

The year is 2048. "Miracles" have descended upon the world, wiping out most of humanity. The survivors, in a twisted turn of fate, now worship these destroyers as gods. Those "blessed" by the gods become Chosen Ones with superhuman senses, and the most favored among them become Awakeners, granted special divine protection.

I, Leng Xiaolu, was once deemed unworthy of life by these very gods. Now, I have returned from the depths of hell with a single purpose: to hunt them down and make them pay for their crimes in blood. My vendetta against the gods has just begun.

(Also known as: This Trainer is Clearly a Legendary Battler, Yet Always Holds the Rookie Trainer Certificate!) This is my dream world... I'm simply sharing my fantasy... If anyone comes here with the intention of cursing, please turn left. This book will progress... very slowly, that's all I can say. Please be patient. I've always loved Mr. Lu's books. They perfectly align with the world I'm striving for. I might occasionally find myself mentioning the backstabber, but please bear with me. (Also, I prefer using ellipsis.)

After living for twenty-six years, Zhu Mo discovered that the strange phenomena surrounding him all originated from the Celestial Master Alliance.

As a descendant of the Celestial Master, should he uncover the truth about his mission step by step and protect the magic weapon, or should he pretend that nothing happened and return to a stable life?

[Breaking Invincible Flow] Ye Yunyi crossed over to a scum, and at the same time turned on the infinite ultimate move system. From then on, there has been an evildoer on the mainland who must use shocking and terrifying moves to kill small soldiers.

“Ding…Congratulations on your big move [Tianyu], you can kill a million troops in front of you.”

“Ding…Congratulations on your great move [The Song of Qiankun Wannian], which can kill the highest realm Heavenly Dao realm expert.”

“Ding…Congratulations on your big move [Golden Right Hand], you can make Miss Sister…”

“…”

Ye Yunyi: “I used to be a good person until…”

The arrival of a mysterious livestream disrupts the previously peaceful lives of all parties involved. Initially, they thought the market was merely a routine stocktaking, but as the video unfolds, the truth of the world becomes more apparent to those in other worlds. Why are people who shouldn't be in this world now appearing in the world of the sea of trees?

[Please remember not to talk to them]

[Please remember not to touch them]

[Most importantly, please remember not to fall in love]

Shiraishi Ze Hide looked at the girls outside the cat's eye and scratched his head

Opened the door of the apartment with a bright smile

"Welcome home."