Wearing Gotham clothes, I was supposed to be deported, but how did I end up in Arkham? As he was being put into the police car, Zheng En was still optimistic. Although he had suddenly transmigrated to an unfamiliar place, being deported back home was better than staying in America, shooting guns. But something about the road seemed off. ...Wait, wait, wait, why does that building ahead say Arkham Asylum? At the same time, the crackling electrical activity in his head finally stopped. The system had finished loading, and a voice like a throat cancer patient rang in Zheng En's mind. He said he was Batman. Maybe I really should go to Arkham to calm down, Zheng En thought. The so-called system called itself a life simulator. Because the initial location was Gotham, it automatically loaded Batman as a mentor to guide him through life in Gotham. During this time, he was able to learn and acquire fragments of Batman's skills: martial arts master, linguist, firearms proficiency... And when Zheng En went to Metropolis, he loaded a new mentor: Superman. Steel body, cryogenic breathing, flight, thermal vision... Jung Eun: Wait, can these also be learned?

"You'd better find something to eat before dark." This was the first thing Kane heard after running away from the Dursleys. Okay, I knew I hadn't completely escaped the Famine world... but thankfully, his ability to manipulate his shadow in Famine still remained, not only saving him from starving to death after running away and being killed by invading shadow creatures at night, but also bringing him other benefits in this world. Wait... what does "for using dark magic in front of Muggles, now granted a VIP status in Azkaban" mean? Dumbledore blushed and quickly snatched the envelope from Kane's hand, replacing it with another. A Hogwarts acceptance letter, this time it's right.

[Simulator + Cultivation + National Fortune] A cultivation-themed alien realm has descended upon Earth. The Heavenly Dao will select one lucky individual from each country to travel to the cultivation world, and the entire cultivation process will be broadcast live. The cultivation level of each country's representative will be shared with the entire nation! China is excited—we're familiar with the cultivation system! Other countries are frustrated—they must first learn the crucial Chinese characters! After the alien realm opens, the Chinese people see their representative's progress is slow. "This is a perfect start! Why hasn't Qin Wen joined a cultivation sect yet?" Qin Wen, now awakened with a cultivation simulator, says: Don't panic, let me use the simulator to get another golden talent! [You set sail to seek immortality. With your golden talent, you rapidly rise in the cultivation world, becoming a shining new star.] [You cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage, sweeping through the mortal realm, among those of the same realm...]

Do you want your wish to come true?

Welcome to the game kingdom, please continue to survive for it!

Jun Youzhi, a game enthusiast, was looking for a thrill and was about to search for a new game when a line of text appeared on his computer screen...

[Infinite flow + slight panic + anomaly containment + Cthulhu + superpowers]

I "traveled" to a world full of anomalies.

In this world, common sense and time are different from those in the original world, and there are also various idealistic and bizarre "anomalies".

They lurk in the shadows of the city, constantly polluting the world and dragging it into a quagmire of chaos and madness.

...

Inside a ward of a mental hospital.

A young man named Nan Nan, dressed in a blue and white hospital gown, muttered to himself, his tone filled with madness:

"If the whole world goes crazy, how can I, as a normal person, prove that I am not crazy?"

"No!"

"It's not me who's gone mad! It's the whole world!!!"

"My name is Lin Wuwei, and I am the only normal being in this abnormal world."

...

We are the Abnormal Management Bureau.

We were born in darkness, fought against the abnormal, and battled against evil gods.

Our sole purpose is to protect human civilization, whether they like it or not.

...

P.S.: This book's world-building is inspired by the SCP Foundation and the Cthulhu mythos, but it has nothing to do with the supernatural or the bizarre. Readers should carefully consider whether to read it.

As a cleaner in the city, he possesses enviable abilities, but whenever he mentions it, only a hint of sadness flashes in his eyes.

Carly: "Yu? What's wrong with my man again?"

Angela: "She is an excellent partner."

Roland: "He's a bottomless shrewd finisher, but he's a pretty good person."

The introduction is insufficient; please proceed to the main text.

(Single female lead + lobotomy + library + bus), (Somewhat logical), (Will try to avoid OOC), (No rebirth + no transmigration + no system), (Those looking for a lighthearted read or who want the Crimson King should not read this)

[Immortality] [Daily Life] [Era] [Non-True System]

…

I am sick, very sick.

I fell into a deep sleep from that day on, sleeping for a long time, then waking up, then falling asleep again, and it became longer and longer.

…

I thought that taking medicine would be enough.

But no.

…

Then I went back to sleep.

I woke up again.

Looking around in confusion, his family was gone, and the southern city was gone too. He had arrived in an unfamiliar region where immortals and sects existed.

…

I also thought that cultivating immortality would cure my illness.

But it still isn't.

I will continue to slumber, and I will continue to sleep for longer and longer periods, for ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years.

…

Later, I discovered that it wasn't an illness.

I was simply abandoned by time.

…

"What the hell?"

“Xitong, you’re no good…” the voice weakly retorted.

This was my first conversation with her. When I was on the verge of death and on the verge of collapse, the 'system' appeared.

…

There were no rewards or extraordinary cultivation techniques; she simply replied softly, "I'll share a little bit about cultivating immortality..."

I am very happy.

Even though she messed up her cooking lesson.

Although she especially loves eating dried small fish.

Although she said she really wasn't a bucket-tying machine.

But it doesn't matter.

She has always been there.

Welcome to the Stardew Valley APP. Our business scope includes the retail and wholesale of various agricultural products, as well as tourism and settlement services.

But please remember, when you're exploring Stardew Valley, don't bully the black cat that runs around everywhere; her owner, Yukari Yakumo, is not someone to mess with.

Don't touch the farmer's horse, or Treson College will call you in for a talk.

Also, avoid conflicts with the townspeople; if there are any problems, talk to the farmer.

I'm Mogu, welcome to Stardew Valley.

Stardew Valley + Gensokyo + Uma Musume Pretty Derby + not sure yet, hehe

This is a true story from a die-hard fan of the death game.

This is the diary of Zhang Fan, a player of the game "Deathly Jianghu".

The story begins with Zhang Fan's personal experience.

The good news is: abilities from games can actually be transferred into real life!

The bad news is: dying in the game is real and will kill you!

The tragic death of his colleague Wang Yun was like a boulder crashing into Zhang Fan's life.

This also drew him completely into *Deathly Jianghu*—a brutally suffocating survival game.

Everyone harbors the same question: What is the true nature of the martial arts world?

And *Deathly Jianghu* will give you the most authentic answer.

(This game is a paradise that leads to ruin, but also a hell that devours lives! If you cannot accept such cruelty, please do not enter...)

Class A has the genius Sakayanagi, Class C has the tyrannical Ryuen, Class D has the god-like Ayanokouji… so what does Class B have? What interesting things will happen when the rebellious Lelouch arrives at the Academy? Stay tuned…