"This is a world that is broken and stitched together. It is said that everything is there."

"Yeah, there's order, but not much, just a little bit."

"Travelers are not worth anything in this world."

"A few groups come regularly every year, and they are said to be time-traveling refugees."

"In this case, we have to hide our special identity, otherwise we will be beaten when we see it."

"If our special ability is exposed, it will directly become a 'peerless treasure' that will be coveted."

"So, main body, please work hard. Whether we live or die, we all depend on you."

"Shut up."

Wan Yi quieted down the countless figures with faces similar to his around him.

In this way, he will perform the drama of "one person" in this world and in that wonderful theater.

First, this isn’t a story about how to seek survival during Doomsday! It’s rather about how to bring about the end of of times, to bring down the curtain on the world. It’s about how to set off a Zombie frenzy, how to lead the Devil into invasion, and how to guide the descent of Zerg! In this game of doom, I’m the source of everything!

Second, I need to thank those brethren who accompanied me until now. My thanks go to the Lich Monarch, Arthas Menethil (game: World of Warcraft), bringer of endless winter and death; to Alex Mercer (game: Prototype), who created life by consuming viruses; to the Worst Spirit Tokisaki Kurumi (Light Novel: Date a Live), controller of time; to the Magus Ascendant Xerath (Game: League of Legends), imprisoned by runes.

Ladies and Gentlemen, lets bring about a carnival of doom!

[Infinite Horror • No Heroine • Survival • Cold-Blooded Male Lead]

When humanity is suddenly thrown into a brutal survival game, Cheng Xu discovers something terrifying—

his name is listed among the game’s administrators.

By day, survivors scavenge for supplies, upgrade their shelters, and fight to grow stronger.

By night, nightmares descend: ghosts roam, disasters strike, and only fortified shelters offer a slim chance at life.

Competition is fierce. Corpses pile high. The throne is built from the bones of the fallen.

Trapped in this endless cycle of survival and slaughter, Cheng Xu evolves—

into an artist of carnage, painting with blood, composing poems in the language of death.

“Death... is the final reward for all survivors.”

An otaku accidentally traversed while playing a dark 18 banned-cultivation galgame, and he brought this game panel called “Cthulhu Cultivation” with him…

The cultivation of Cthulhu requires him to go to the dungeons of the heavens to complete the dark missions and achieve daily evil events.

“Criminal event triggered: adoption of orphan Lin Yunyun.”

“Lin Yunyun? Orphan? Pharaoh, find someone to knock Lin Yunyun that dead ghost father to death! Hurry up, I’m in a hurry!”

This is a story of an ambitious otaku. Under the “persecution” of portable games, Mei Zizi embarked on the path of evil (human) god (scum).

The heroic person, with the ambition of the jackal, is a heroic person.

Astur Bader: The Brood of Alienation and Flesh, Lord of Death and Slavery.

When the two coexist together and wake up in the world of “ONE PIECE”, these heroes will rise together, and the magnificent sea will bury many bones. It is to become a pirate, to follow the current, to stand on the top of the tide; or to start from A tiny navy, hitting the water in mid-stream, conquering the wind and thunder of the four seas.

The pirate is realistic, the golden finger is the mother’s nest, similar to the nest of the interstellar zerg tyrants, and will gradually establish a base, the BOSS-type protagonist, does not follow the ship, and gradually climbs to the top by means of tricks, not smearing the straw hat group is only this, Enemy or friend only depends on the protagonist’s position at the time. There are right and wrong, but it is more beneficial. Realism is to create and restore the most real and cruel face of the pirate world on the basis of animation.

You can read it even if you haven’t read the original, it doesn’t matter.

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The silver thunder descended, creating a strange black umbrella. The umbrella holder Li Xiu opened the umbrella and traveled through the sky to see, participate, and everything that is interesting.

Relying on the heavens and slaying the dragons, plotting to bet on the treasures to obtain the Nine Suns magic, in the kung fu, the palm of the Tathagata is obtained by coincidence, and the martial arts are extremely common.

Drink the spring water from the Caribbean Sea and renew your life for a long life.

Absorbing the crystal of thought power in the super-power out of control, being genetically modified by cosmic rays, it builds the foundation.

…………

Can genes be analogous to blood? Can spirit and soul be regarded as one category?

If a person with strong minds practice the Dao of Yuanshen, will he be assisted by the gods? If a person with the ability of immortality, regeneration and self-healing practices the mystic power of the physical body, will he enter the realm fiercely?

“Don’t think that if you use science fiction as the fuel of charcoal fire to promote the cultivation of immortals, you don’t have to suffer the pain of thousands of years of cultivation, and longevity is just a thing at your fingertips!”

The treacherous streets of Gotham, a palace buried deep beneath the sea, an eerie, forgotten castle…

When Luo Xiu stepped into this infinite world of madness and desire, the gears of fate behind him began to turn.

Twisted cravings. Hypocritical masks. Shattered souls in need of repair.

The deeper Luo Xiu delved, the more he gained—and the more the sickness within him began to fade.

And at that moment, it felt as if Luo Xiu had finally become… the real Luo Xiu.

An exciting journey through endless worlds?

No.

This is the Devil’s Infinite Game.

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.

“By pushing light into darkness, I obtained incredible power. By sucking the essence of life, I became an immortal monster.”

He was dressed in a sacred cloak. Singing commands to the horde of demons.

“Yes, even if this might be my fall, I’d die either way!”

He was merely a child who became a s*ave. Powerless and abandoned. Never once did he hesitate to do anything to overturn his doomed fate.

After all, a God is above all moral values.

This is the story of a man who has succeeded in evolving his mortal body and soul into that of a God.