[Cthulhu Style + Anomaly Containment + Superpowers + Mystery + Eldritch]

Over three hundred years ago, humanity received a "Gilded Aluminum Plate" from a higher-dimensional world known as the Pioneer Plate.

Based on the hieroglyphic script upon it, humans provisionally translated its title as — Shēn Xuān Lù (訷諻籙).

At the same time—

The world underwent dimensional elevation. Humanity began to evolve.

They deciphered from the Shēn Xuān Lù the records of mysterious beings from even higher dimensions.

And came to realize…

The invasion from the higher dimensions had already begun long before the plate arrived.

The eldritch descends. High-dimension invades.

Logic disintegrates. Civilization stalls.

A group of dimensionally elevated individuals with special abilities press forward in the dusk—before the sun falls completely.

Mere beasts vast enough to drink rivers and swallow seas?

Mere mountains of flesh with a hundred oozing black-blooded eyes?

Mere apocalyptic zombie tides blotting out the sky?

Mere bizarre, chaotic, incomprehensible oddities?

All these fears... do they truly arise just from insufficient firepower?

Glimpses from the corners of your vision.

Terror swimming through your sea of consciousness.

Eldritch entities lurking within your dreams.

Divine names whispered from unknown mouths.

Can the bullets in your gun... strike the monster inside your mind?

[Flesh + Bones + Doomsday Disaster + Lovecraftian Survival + Civilization Graveyard]

When the mist descended and aberrant horrors howled outside the windows, all players cowered in crumbling shelters, trembling. But Bai Yi found himself teleported right onto the face of the deity "Endless Flesh," witnessing the terrifying feast of the flesh planet being devoured by something even more monstrous—the splattered fragments of flesh and bone that rained down became his only beginner's gift.

Some used mystical seeds to upgrade their shelters, striving to cultivate a World Tree. Others fused theirs with eldritch idols, attempting to establish a Great Cult. And some utilized remnants of lost technology to fortify their shelters, hoping to resist the calamity with science.

Bai Yi, however, fused his shelter with endlessly proliferating flesh and bone.

On the day of its evolution, newly formed bone plates structured themselves into a honeycomb-like support system within the fleshy walls, their surfaces covered in a translucent membrane that revealed the pulsating network of veins beneath. The ceiling sprouted rib-like skeletal rings, while the floor was overgrown with writhing flesh, from which occasional tentacles slithered out.

"Can this... really still be called a shelter?"

Staring at the fully transformed, flesh-and-bone abomination of a refuge, Bai Yi gulped.

[Note: The protagonist's strength remains within the top tier, not overwhelmingly beyond others. This is not a lighthearted story.]

The eternal night is coming, and the killing field is coming.

Gods have fallen, and hundreds of demons are walking at night.

You can stand in front of the stage and announce the arrival of the wave of the times to the world, or you can hide in the darkness and watch others struggle for survival.

Free your mind and embrace your destiny. This is an absolutely real game. Here is the killing field of the earth.

[Apocalyptic Vacation + Relaxation + Humor + Versailles] The apocalypse has begun.

Ye Liangren used the system to upgrade his shelter in all aspects.

The faucet can automatically switch between cold water, hot water, beverages, coffee, milk (or even 1982 Lafite) depending on the user's needs!

The clothing they manufacture is not only fireproof, but can also withstand temperatures as low as -150 degrees Celsius!

The upgraded network has even reached 10 Gigabit fiber optic speeds!

At the same time, he also built an ecological ranch and a large-scale plant breeding base in the shelter.

...

When everyone outside is facing countless natural disasters, starving and desperate, struggling to survive.

Ye Liangren was drinking 1982 Lafite and eating M8 Australian Wagyu beef.

Even in the apocalypse, we still need to have a sense of ritual!

[Survival] [Upgrading the Shelter] [Another World]

Lin Yu, an ordinary office worker, is suddenly swept up in an earth-shattering "Global Survival Challenge" overnight! All of humanity is transported to a mysterious continent to build civilization from scratch!

However, while everyone else was struggling to find food, Lin Yu discovered that he possessed an incredible talent—a daily gift package!

Iron axes, magic wands, skill scrolls... all sorts of rare items keep coming!

While others were still struggling to survive, Lin Yu had already begun planning to build an army of undead skeletons!

Strange creatures lurking in the darkness, mysterious treasures hidden in underground ruins, challenges from other civilizations…

What secrets does this world hold? Can Lin Yu defy fate and become the strongest survivor in this brutal survival game?

Mecha is a man’s romance, and conquering the starry sky with a mecha is even more of a man’s romance!

The vast universe, five major empires, sub-dimensional creatures, cosmic monsters, planetary life, super-dimensional wars, and atomic disasters!

If you want to conquer the universe, how can you be too weak?

This is a story about a mecha boy who keeps getting stronger and conquers the universe.

"We have an unreliable captain. He is greedy, lustful, stingy, and does all kinds of bad things. He is a complete capitalist."

"But the crew are extremely loyal to him."

"Because this guy can make every crew member..."

"Extraordinary!"

- Crew Diary

[Post-apocalyptic survival + mutated creatures + apocalyptic disaster + mobile safe house + resource box + pet + not a saint]

A global apocalyptic game has begun, and humanity has entered the end times.

50% of the world's population has suddenly mutated and begun hunting down survivors.

Meanwhile, 50 million safe houses with different attributes have appeared worldwide.

Only players who are bound to a safe house can survive in the apocalypse.

Wu Yang received a mysterious text message at the start of the game: [T: Don't sleep during class at noon!]

The path to becoming a powerful figure in the apocalypse begins here.

Under the guidance of the mysterious man T, Wu Yang successfully bound himself to a mobile safe house.

[Congratulations! You have become the first player to hunt down a Level 1 mutated monster and have obtained a Level 2 fruit that enhances all attributes!]

[Congratulations! You've become the first player to bind two safe houses and have received the safe house upgrade reward!]

[Congratulations! You are the first player to open the blue treasure chest and receive a strengthened pet reward!]

...

Wu Yang struggles to survive in the apocalypse, but in the end, he discovers:

The identity of the mysterious person "T" is...

Consumption tips:

1. The protagonist is decisive in killing, but not mindlessly. Please do not morally judge him.

2. Post-apocalyptic disasters: mutated monsters, fog, extreme cold, earthquakes, etc.; post-apocalyptic organizations: the protagonist group, the Overlord Gang, the Dark Night Legion, the Spark Association, the Oasis Alliance, etc.

3. The author has a bad temper, so please, no trolls, go away!

[Data-driven online game + survival for all + resource recycling + territory development + cooperation]

Humans from all over the world have been forcibly transported to dark mines to survive!

You start with a broken pickaxe, and hunger, monsters, and natural disasters can take your life at any time.

Just when everyone was in a panic, Lin Mo's [Recycling] talent was upgraded to the [Spinning Recycling] talent!

You found an LV bag while mining? That's a luxury item, give it to me!

You got a cell phone from a monster drop? That's high-tech, give it to me!

What? You've unearthed a cold nuclear fusion battery buried for ten thousand years? That's priceless! Take it all back!

Week 1 "1,224 people are squeezed into 40 carriages, but only 2 people can live in the front of the train - what makes you qualified to get in?"

Month 1 "Zombies will evolve, and trains must evolve too: 1.2 cm steel plates have been welded, and a machine gun position on the roof has been reserved."

Month 2 "With talent, the research and development progress is different. The survival exoskeleton: Scavenger-1 type has taken shape."

Month 3 The train driver who tore the armor, the boy in a wheelchair holding up the train, the female master who rubbed the flesh and blood mecha with her hands...

- "Conductor's Log" We crushed the tide of corpses with steel wheels, connected the broken tracks with supernatural powers, set up flamethrowers in the plant frenzy, and when other survivors begged to get on the train, my attendant was baking cranberry cookies.