Riel, a polished and self-serving psychiatrist, accepts a heartfelt invitation from a game developer to enter Superrealism, a fully immersive neural simulation game.

In this class-stratified virtual world, where thought transmission, brainwashing rhetoric, self-hypnosis, and the binding power of oaths reign supreme, Riel awakens a unique class—the “Articulator”—and begins a journey of radical upheaval.

But the deeper he ventures, the stranger the world becomes. The more he uncovers, the greater his fear grows.

The Inner Society, Future Infinite Monopoly Corporation, Cognitive Restructuring, The Source Realm of Consciousness—unbeknownst to him, he is already entangled in a multidimensional war fought within the mind.

Between genes and memory, ideology and the continuity of life, the Ship of Theseus drifts steadily into uncharted waters—toward the ultimate truths of existence.

(The protagonist uses every possible means, so don't enter if you don't agree!) [The Great Pirate Era is surging, and heroes are everywhere. After six years of hard work, you've finally become one of the East China Sea's most formidable pirates! The Great Pirate System is activated!] [After a fierce battle, you've conquered the 16th Marine Branch! You've awakened your Observation Haki!] Raymond stared blankly at the rat-like colonel, who was pointing his finger and cursing, then glanced at his navy uniform. What the hell is this Great Pirate System!? I'm a marine! A marine! Why don't you take a look at yourself, what are you asking for!? All you have to do is target the World Government, capture bases, kill important figures, and receive corresponding rewards? Isn't that asking me to backstab my own organization?! As a righteous naval officer, Raymond naturally chose...

The sinful souls crossed the barriers of the world and descended to Erathia, where the spiritual energy was revived. The roar of steam engines was deafening, steel and gunpowder roared on the battlefield, and the revived supernatural forces had the ambition to dominate the world again.

And Saan, holding the Codex of Shadows, will ascend to the supreme throne with the recommendation of shadows.

"If you have anything to say, go talk to my Shadow Legion."

【Notice】

◆ This male protagonist is not a saint! He can massacre a city for survival and start a war for power.

◆ The Gold Finger is a living natural disaster: the more living creatures you feed the Codex, the stronger the Codex will be.

◆ Machiavellianism: Using Earth's thinking to subvert the political rules of the magical world

The gods have already ended the war and scattered divine paths to the world, transcending the order.

Under the protection of the five major orthodox sects, the human era entered the Three Kingdoms era from the Warring States period.

When the three kingdoms of Qian, Li, and Jing were first established, the god of heavenly craftsmanship named [Fuxi] came from the outside world, and a new era of steam and wonders that swept the world began to set off, including twelve golden men, flesh and blood laboratories, mechanical Buddhas, reincarnation skynets, demon stars, strange domains, ascension rituals, secret medicine formulas, gifts from foreign gods, and chaos relics...

In Wanfu City, where the folk customs are simple and people and strange people live together, Li Yu, who woke up listening to the "vegetable man song" and found that he was forced to become the [son of the forbidden god], decided to turn the inherited mysterious butcher shop into a private dish.

Zuo Chongming was once a top-tier gamer —

A studio boss, a power-leveling god, an unapologetic exploiter of noobs.

Then one day… boom. He’s isekai’d straight into a game world.

Not only that, but it’s before the official launch.

And worse — he’s now an NPC.

Demons ravage the land. Evil spirits feast on the living. Martial artists roam in blood-soaked packs.

But for Zuo Chongming, who has access to a system panel? All manageable.

What isn’t manageable… is the arrival of Players — the notorious “Fourth Calamity.”

He falls silent.

—— Years later.

Zuo Chongming sighs:

“I just wanted to farm these guys like wheat… So how the hell did they end up wagging their tails and calling me boss?”

And the creepiest part?

They actually seem proud of it.

Name: [Art Tavel (Zhuang Zhou)]

Occupation: [Demon Warlock]

Class: [1]

Bloodline: [Abyss (0.03%), Human (94.97%), Darkness (5%)]

The descendants of the Tavel family, the bloodline of demon warlocks that had declined, had another “dark” bloodline after the arrival of Zhuang Zhou.

With this bloodline, he can summon monsters from the dark world.

The first thing he thought of was not to drive the summons to help fight, but to wonder if the equipment of the dark world would explode after the summons died?

In a wasteland where civilization has crumbled and order has rotted away, Luo Qiu—a lone remnant clinging to the edge of survival—rises from the filth and radioactive dust. He is not the chosen one, merely a survivor too stubborn to die.

Fate’s cruel gift drags him into the abyss known as the Void Realm—a dimension of madness, where unspeakable horrors twist reality and gnaw at the edges of sanity. His path is a blood-soaked, corpse-littered stairway to godhood, a brutal ascent through decay and despair.

This is the tale of a man who, by trampling gods, demons, and the mighty underfoot, dares to set decay aflame with the spark of free will—birthing something entirely new.

Sanity? Just my power bank.

Reset. Ragnarok.

A dark, unflinching epic, this story is like a slow-cooked broth or a fiery, lingering liquor—meant to be savored, one potent sip at a time.

“I don’t care about how people in this world live, whether they have enough to eat, whether they can wear warm clothes, whether they have dreams and hope. I don’t care about their likes and dislikes.”

“It’s just that if you want to go to the sky, you need a complete advanced industrial system, a set of related research institutes, the most advanced materials science laboratory, and a big government that can coordinate all departments. It needs countless people who don’t have to worry about food and clothing. Dedicating wealth for this requires millions of high-level intellectuals to contribute their minds, and tens of thousands of different supporting manufacturers supply the best parts.”

“In short, it takes a world of abundance, and a great civilization to accomplish it.”

— Ian

A world reborn from its ashes.

An era that is coming to an end.

A group of prisoners fighting for power and power in the land.

A young man staring at the sky.

Prisoners peered out of the window of fate, mostly gazing at the dirt.

Only one is looking up at the stars.

296 years after the disaster, the world was filled with gray fog, and human settlements were like faint sparks on the earth, small but tenacious.

Gray fog suppresses living space

Gray fog mutates people

Gray fog...isn't this a tonic?

While everyone was isolating themselves in the gray fog, Chu You was trying to find a way to sneak into the gray fog area.

Chu You: Let go of the alien, let me take over! The water is very deep in here, you can’t stand it.

Killing and brushing along the way, he made a special path.