[Farm, Survive, Gather, Evolve, Grow] Overnight, an entire community was transported to a primitive wilderness teeming with bizarre creatures. Survival became the primary obstacle. Food, water, disease, wild animals, mutants... As residents struggled to adapt, they discovered despairingly that this was only the beginning. With each period of survival, the community would cross into even more dangerous territory. Fortunately, there's always a way out. Each home in the community is an expandable, foldable space. With cards, residents can construct buildings, cultivate farmland, tap water sources, raise pets, and even set up a recruitment station... Qin Ziwen awakened the "Daily Settlement" feature, allowing him to settle his daily balance after midnight and receive various rewards based on his score. "Survival game? I thought I was playing a management game..."

Traveled to another world and became an orphan.

Bound to a plug-in called [Strongest Player].

As long as you become No. 1 among all the contestants, you can go home.

Chu Bai: Wow, a great story is bound to unfold next, right?

Good news: The cheat is truly invincible, the kind that won’t even lose a single Rank match.

Bad news: Actually, if you lose, you will go back in time and space, and it will be released only if you win.

Chu Bai worked hard and won the first championship.

[Your player ranking rises to NO.45]

Chu Bai fought hard to win the second championship.

[Your player ranking rises to No.19]

Chu Bai won the third championship with great difficulty.

Your player ranking has risen to No. 2. You only need to defeat No. 1 Faker to go home.

Chu Bai excitedly won the fourth championship.

[Your player ranking remains unchanged, please keep up the good work]

Chu Bai:?

Chu Bai won the fifth championship in disbelief.

[Your player ranking remains unchanged, please keep up the good work]

Chu Bai:? ? ?

More than ten years later, Chu Baima passed away.

"No, who the hell is Faker? Why hasn't he retired yet?"

It’s bad, it’s been set up!

This is a great era belonging to the giant ship galaxy. The multiverse is shattered, and endless fragments of space and land are scattered in the void, turning into an endless sea of broken stars.

Immortal Taoist soldiers, mechanical gods, golden giants, wizard masters...

Countless strange civilizations.

Star sea strange objects, genetic medicine, exogenous armor, floating land origin...

Rare treasures can be found everywhere.

Nether energy shuttle, Nether energy airship, Nether energy airship, frigate, battleship, Star Destroyer, superdimensional mothership...

A fireship with distinct layers.

Across the sea of ​​stars, we start from the fire of human civilization.

Two hundred million people traveled across time, and as one of them, Leo was forced to join this journey of survival in another world that belonged to the chosen ones.

Each chosen one will be loaded with a career template when they arrive, helping them to quickly integrate into this world.

Some people have loaded special templates, such as spellcasters who are naturally superior to others; some people have loaded ordinary templates, such as villagers who farm in the village. They all have a bright future.

Leo loaded the knight template, and his enemies cried out in despair.

“This is a knight! Full plate armor, amazing magic resistance! Skilled in swordsmanship, archery, and riding! Masters single-wielding and dual-wielding, proficient in all weapons! Group charge just ahhhhhh!!!”

Good news! I woke up to find myself transmigrated into a god. Bad news! Even as a god, there are divine examinations. Faced with a workplace environment so harsh that one could perish at any moment, as the God of Games, Yi Meng decides to engage in self-rescue through intense competition, bringing a small "ninth art" shock to the natives of this other world. Thus—Plants vs. Zombies opened a new chapter in gaming history, redefining games and gradually bringing entertainment to the masses. Poker swept through taverns, becoming the most fervent pastime for adventurers and gamblers, with countless people losing everything or becoming rich overnight. Sekiro: Shadows Die Twice allowed mortals to witness the end of a legendary swordsman and bestowed extraordinary opportunities upon every player who dared to challenge fate. Pokémon completely transformed professions like Summoner and Tamer, with a powerful resonance between Trainer and their pets...

After four years, He Yiming finally became a Sect Master, activated the sect system, and received sign-in rewards!

The system summoned the souls of humans from Earth, reshaped their bodies, and made them disciples of the sect!

With that, the sect’s style of operation drastically changed!

Even though they couldn’t even kill the monsters in the novice village head, they just had to do a suicide attack to defeat it. That, and a whole lot of shenanigans as they innovate the world of cultivation!

Thanks for the invitation. I just traveled to a different world and my profession is a controller.

There are three, six or nine levels of people, and the same is true for controllers.

Other people’s controllers:

[Ice Crystal Cage] [Crows Storm] [Weird Mist]

The skill name is cool and trendy, extremely practical, and is the brains behind the team.

But Zuo Yuan's controller has a different style of painting...

[Toe bumping surgery] [Hemorrhoid rupture surgery] [Frequent urination surgery] [Renal nodule diamond surgery] [Acute diarrhea surgery]

Skill abstraction, practicality abstraction, and team abstraction core.

"Did you hear that the demon general was scurrying and spitting when the war started? He couldn't bear the humiliation and committed suicide so that we could return with a great victory."

"This is nothing to you. Have you heard of that SSS-level genius from Penglai Academy? He died of kidney stones!"

"Ah? Can't kidney stones be shattered using ultrasound?"

"His knot is made of diamond! It can't be broken by shock!"

I, the lich, just wanted to open a shop selling figurines and live a peaceful afterlife. But customers always have strange requests, coming to me to customize outrageous things—"You want a batch of skeletons that can use holy light, am I right?" The bishop nodded.

Suren Reinister, the founder of Abstract Magic, invented it at the age of 13, allowing him to unblock what should be blocked and block what should be open. After entering the Higher Magic Academy, Suren spent a month in the alchemy lab, creating an abstract substance called Uranium-235, which he then presented to the headmaster in a gift box. Suren's graduation thesis consisted of only one sentence: "Copy a copy and show it to others within seven days, or you'll face the consequences!" Time passed, and the Third Magic World War was imminent. Suren, once again, delivered the following abstract speech at the World Conference: "Hatred only brings more bloodshed, and bloodshed only brings more hatred." "There are never any winners in war." "Set aside differences, put aside hatred, and resolve disputes through dialogue." "This is what a wise ruler should do." "In other words..." "Those present..."

“I saw with my own eyes that they used the finest, rustproof refined steel to make utensils and cans, filling them with just a little food, then casually throwing them away after eating.”

“I saw with my own eyes that they used giant beasts as tall as mountains to devour soil and rocks, digging out underground cities, just to park their steel carriages beneath the surface.”

“I saw with my own eyes that they fed glowing ores into an everlasting stellar furnace, unleashing a radiance brighter than the sun.”

“I saw with my own eyes all those indescribable things.”

“Their iron birds covered the sky, their steel ships filled the ocean, their war machines tore the earth asunder, and their gods walked upon the world.”

“You must think I’m mad.”

“But it doesn’t matter.”

“It has already seen you.”

***

Oil is Its blood.

Thick smoke is Its breath.

Ore and steel are Its food.

The countless cargo ships in the harbors are Its myriad offspring.

The place of origin stamped in the corner is Its silent mockery.

They claim they are mere mortals.

Child, you’d best not argue.

You must understand:

Their technology is beyond comprehension.

Their production capacity is unimaginable.

A mere glimpse of their creations will drive you insane.

Their morale surpasses even the most fanatical worshippers of dark gods.

How will you stop them?

With your sword, child? Or your flesh and blood?

You should be grateful that they still consider themselves mortals.

***

“I’ve finished building my factory, and now you’re telling me this world runs on idealism?!”

“Wait, then what the hell did I just create?”