The novel talked about the war between human cultivators and demons, and how they overcame or fell before their inner demons.

The main character was a teenager whose parents were mu*dered because they owned a powerful Taoist treasure. He struggled to survive in this chaotic fantasy world and tried to find a chance to avenge his parents. Meanwhile he discovered the top secrets behind this world.

My grandpa is very strange. He burns incense for himself every day and stands in front of his own spirit tablet to eat candles.

People in the village are very afraid of grandpa.

I am also afraid of grandpa.

Later I found out that they were not afraid of grandpa, but me.

Grandpa is also afraid of me.

…

My name is Chen Shi.

Chen means honest, Shi means honest.

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Moreover, heaven and earth are the furnace, and nature is the craftsman; yin and yang are the charcoal, and all things are the copper.

One day, I will let the furnace fire that refines the world be replaced by the flame that belongs to me

The world has been rebuilt since its destruction.

On top of the dangerous cliff, build a towering building.

Those known as the Chosen Ones are active behind the scenes of reality, walking in the shadows of history, possessing extraordinary powers, and receiving worship and awe.

Some people say that they are destined to succeed and are one in a million.

But Ji Jue was not interested in destiny.

He just wanted to go and see the scenery above destiny one day.

“……”

The recorder stopped writing here and looked at the mechanic with greasy hands: "So, this is your reason for undermining the international order, trafficking in forbidden weapons, funding subversive organizations, triggering a bipolar war, and plotting to rule the world in secret?"

"It's none of my business!"

Ji Jue rolled his eyes: "I'm just a lousy car mechanic!"

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【Welcome to the weird game】

[As long as you clear the dungeon, you will get everything you want, wealth, power, health... everything]

In the thirty-sixth year since the advent of the strange game, Qiss was pulled into the dungeon by the Lord God.

Gray fog and yellow clouds cover the sky, ghosts and monsters roam the streets, towering dead trees rise from the ground, and skeletons and carrion pile up everywhere.

This is not reality, there is no such thing as morality and conscience; this is not chaos, there are laws and rules that cannot be disobeyed.

Qisi took a look at the rules and found a lot of loopholes that could be exploited.

(This book is also known as "I Will Dominate the Weird" and "I Will Steal Gods in Weird Games")

——Wenqing version (not speaking human language version) Copywriting——

The rules feed on the gods, and the gods sacrifice all living beings.

The strange game is the snare, and the mysterious resurgence is the medium.

Under the cold fig leaf is an indescribable horror.

Not wanting to be controlled by fate, Si Qi jumped out of his shackles.

Tear apart morality and dance alone on the border between black and white; break away from the rules and build your own throne.

He is not a god in this life, but Weird Games has already prepared a god status for him and welcomed his return with a feast of death.

(No harem, no routines, no invincibility, no system, no brainlessness, no good writing, please be careful if you mind.)

When I thought this was just an ordinary day, I found that I was caught in the end. Just when I thought I could escape by just continuing to participate in death games, I found that everyone began to awaken to supernatural powers. Just when I thought this was the "place to create gods," everything was heading towards annihilation.

As time went by, Zhang Wenda always felt that some things in his memory became abstract. He didn't know whether it was true or a distortion of his memory.

However, when he suddenly faced those things again, he found that something was wrong with the world.

I am the only one in the world who kills, and no one in the world kills me.

This is a crazy man, his crazy journey, endless journey, countless myths unfolding one by one, bizarre, no one knows the end of time and space, you don’t know, I don’t know, this is a crazy man for life, A journey for knowledge, to explore eternity.

When the night came, there was a twittering sound in his ears, and the monster in the shadows began to move restlessly. Jason’s hungry stomach began to roar, and he couldn’t help swallow his saliva. Hunger was the best spur.