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!"

With destiny in hand, Chen Qing must survive!

He travels through time, only to find himself in a chaotic world where martial arts reign supreme and human life is as cheap as grass. He begins as a poor fisherman's son in Yazi Bay. His father, imprisoned and forced into forced labor, has been missing for the last time. His orphaned mother, exploited by both government taxes and the "Dragon King Incense" gang, struggles on the brink of starvation.

There's always a way out, and a thought hangs in his mind: "Destiny: Heaven rewards hard work, success is inevitable!"

This means that for him, there are no qualifications or bottlenecks to any skill; as long as you put in the effort, you will be rewarded!

I have two principles in life:

1. Never lie

2. Never believe what anyone says, including myself

"Sir, I would like to remind you that your second point conflicts with the first point."

"Where's the conflict?"

"Since you never lie to anyone, why don't you believe what you say?"

"Oh, sorry, I forgot to mention that I don't consider myself a human being."

“？”

...

Let me introduce myself. My name is Cheng Shi, and I never lie.

What, you haven't heard of me?

It doesn't matter, you just haven't been fooled by me yet.

Soon, you will remember.

...

The title of the book is "The Foolish Play of the Gods", and the others are promotional.

[God's End + Ranked Game + Multi-Fate Career Combination + Fun Imagination + Some Anti-Series + Infinite Flow + Group Portrait]

No system, no invincibility, not a cool story, please be careful if you mind

...

(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.

If you convince others with force, you won't be convinced with your heart, or if you are weak in support; if you convince others with reason, your heart will be happy and you will be sincerely convinced.

But immortals are often unreasonable...

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.

This is a daily cultivation journal of a Loose Cultivator from Black Dragon Mountain, meticulously recording every detail of his cultivation journey. As the saying goes, "A woman fears marrying the wrong man, and a man fears entering the wrong profession." Having started as a bottom-tier Loose Cultivator—and one from Black Dragon Mountain, notorious for its banditry—Liu Xiaolou had no choice but to accept his fate. He struggled tirelessly in a world dominated by prestigious sects, hustling for a single Spirit Stone, a Spirit Pill, a Magic Artifact, or a Spirit Herb. The mundane realities of life—the daily grind of firewood, rice, oil, and salt—mingled with the bittersweet trials of cultivation. The true flavor of this existence could only be savored by those who lived it, yet one thing remained constant: a steadfast devotion to the Dao, driven by the pursuit of eternal life