Li Qingsong cloned another self based on himself.

Then he found that he could connect the clone's brain with his consciousness.

With each clone, he would have one more body and one more brain. His memory, learning ability, action ability, engineering ability, etc. would be doubled accordingly.

Facing the vast sea of ​​stars after the inexplicable disappearance of human civilization, Li Qingsong had no fear in his heart.

"Although I am the only one left in human civilization, there are countless 'me'..."

[Dungeon Advent + Rebellion + DND + Decisive Killing + Slow Pace + Non-Brainless Coolness] In the Dungeon Age, should the Paladin be the lawful, holy light, good guy?

Lingkong accidentally maxed out his Rebellion skills: Purification turned into Silence, and Shield became an offensive buff. The priest was stunned when he saw it: "Are you a Paladin?"

His actions caused the adventurers to collectively break down:

"Where is the fairness, where is the oath?!" "Is the sacred declaration just a disclaimer for you?!"

"I have to go back and check the family tree to see if he is the assassin or I am the assassin."

When the virtual beta instantly turns into a real time travel, watch the Rebel Paladin tear down the "stereotype" - does the Paladin have to be fair? Sorry, even his sneak attacks have to be combined with invisibility.

【The Fourth Disaster】【Travel Through】【System Flow】【Apocalypse】【Online Game】【No Female Lead】【Farming】【Fantasy】

Fu Sheng traveled to another world and got a golden finger. He thought he could finally summon a dragon and reach the pinnacle of his life.

But when I opened it, I found that all the summoned creatures were weird creatures who called themselves "players" and were bargaining for "game experience" all day long.

Orcs? Just a bigger toy, with a lot of experience.

Dwarf? Qualified cattle and horses (for making armor and weapons).

Elves? It would be nice to grow some flowers and plants.

Sea people? Sprinkle some cumin.

Demons? Their skeletons are vulnerable!

Humans? A perfect race, a t0 existence.

You said the human race is the weakest, and you said I was smuggling something?

Until the day of the gods' arrival, when the alien army was approaching and the human race was in despair, Fu Sheng smiled softly, and behind him, players drove Gundams and sang out-of-tune war songs and rushed towards them:

"For the daily quest rewards—go for it!"

"For contribution points!"

"To speed up the plot! Damn GM, please update the version!"

——

A hundred years later, when children curl up in the arms of the older generation, they listen to their stories from hundreds of years ago.

The sea clan's gate can summon huge waves and call wind and rain!

The elves' door can communicate with all things and bring dead trees back to life!

The demon gate can summon monsters from hell, the Burning Legion!

The gate of our human race? That's a legend...

In the late autumn of 1900, the British writer Oscar Wilde passed away at the Hôtel d'Alsace in Paris. His close friend, Robert, handed the manuscript of his novel, The Picture of Dorian Gray, to a mysterious gentleman. Over a century later, a Chevrolet Impala galloped across the ancient lands of North America. A young man from London gazed up at the stars and began a long, endless hunt. Vampires, werewolves, alchemists, wizards—countless aliens and fallen creatures knelt before the black figure. Another late night, silver swords clashed with fangs, sparks flying. "Hello, my name is Dorian L. Gray, a hunter in the employ of the Conspirators." The young man smiled gleefully, decapitating the ugly head—and pulling out the arm that had pierced his heart. "As you can see, the only thing I have in common with my ancestors is this—we,...

Since Guan Shan got the horror game simulator in his head, everything in his eyes became horrifying.

A meat restaurant with human corpses hanging in the kitchen, an abandoned apartment building with a phone ringing at midnight, a psychiatric hospital full of murderers…

[Only by killing the final BOSS can this simulation be ended! ]

As an ordinary person, Guan Shan was scared.

In the face of these terrifyingly powerful Bosses, he could only try his best to kill monsters and get some equipment in order to survive.

He was barely able to survive each simulation.

However, in the eyes of others, Guan Shan was a horror and anomaly himself!

“Captain, the S-class dangerous psychic has been killed by him, and the entire base was destroyed by him, but why is he crying for help with a look of fear? Should we save him or not?”

“Are you s*upid? He is coming towards us! Let’s run!”

[Death Rewind + Strange Cultivation + Multiple Rebirths + Dark Flow + Anti-Routine]

“Cultivation harms others” — the biggest lie in the world of immortal cultivation.

Li Ren, a time traveler, had his heart blood drained upon initiation.

But upon death, he awakened the "Real Rewind" System.

In his first life, he was transformed into a blood talisman by his hypocritical senior brother.

In his second life, he was killed by a glare from a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

In his third life, he was flayed into human skin.

…

After ninety-nine deaths, Li Ren emerged as a towering figure of dread in the cultivation world.

Now, standing before his trembling disciples, he smiled kindly:

"Cultivation harms others? No... cultivation has never harmed me."

"I see you have amazing bones... clearly top-grade immortal cultivator material."

"This immortal must be cultivated!"

They say the immortal path is treacherous.

Then I will use death to pierce the darkness!

Qin Xuan traveled through a fantasy world and became a demonic disciple of the Sword Sect. Luckily, he possessed a golden finger that protected him from danger and brought him peace. He had imagined he could roam freely within the Demon Sect, but reality was far different. Cultivating immortality was no longer a matter of purifying one's mind and understanding the Way of Heaven, but a naked game of capital. Gou Ri's Chusheng Demon Sect had taken this financial system to its extremes. Spiritual blood, physical body, and soul... everything was hard currency that could be used to finance immortal cultivation. Blood loan imprints, physical transformations, soul mortgages... everything fell under the control of capital. [Spiritual Roots] = [Original Shares] = [Reincarnation Techniques] [Gongfa] = [Means of Production] [Patents] [Exploration of Secret Realms] = [High-Risk Investment] [Project Venture Capital] [Killing and Seizing Treasures] = [Malicious Mergers and Acquisitions] [Non-Performing Asset Recovery] [Heavenly Tribulations] = [Systemic Financial Risk] [Forced Liquidation] [Daoist...]

[Behind the Scenes] + [Entire Group Portrait] + [Creating Extraordinary Talents] + [Urban Martial Arts]

Top chess player Wang Tianyi wakes up to find himself no longer a world champion, but a college student in a parallel universe.

Just when he thought his life would end in mediocrity, the old chessboard he always carried with him awakened. With each move, it could use ordinary objects as its foundation to forge and create something that would shake the world—a divine artifact!

"Soldier 001: The Pen of the Soul"

"Soldier 002: Shadow Candle"

"Horse 001 - Blade of Absorption"

"Elephant 001: The Spiritual Pivot and the Heavenly Tree"

Thus, the cold urban legends began to become reality, the ancient esoteric sects found the miracles they truly worshipped, and the dormant genetic locks were pried open one by one... A global path of extraordinary evolution, personally guided by him, was thus launched!

[Strange revival + restraint system + decisive killing + human body transformation + no CP + world view]

Xie Du was reborn with a mysterious system. He chose a different behavior from his previous life and unexpectedly discovered the true side of the world:

Angels losing their minds; apostles merging with angels; and the filth that controls angels... Does heaven even exist? The truth of the world lies within the ranks of angels.

A universe buried alive by black fog, a majestic figure wandering in the starry sky, whispers ringing in the ears, metal wreckage like a mountain, and professionals struggling to survive.

Fortunately, Su Chen has a career panel. He can collect career information and meet the requirements to get a job.

[Rock Fighter] is promoted to [Flesh and Blood Emperor]!

[Puppet Master] promoted to [Mecha Saint Lord]!

The path was clear, so he took every step carefully, until—

The Flesh and Blood Emperor is disgusted by your dithering and lack of courage, and has decided to increase the difficulty of your appointment.

The Dark Night Master covets you and has decided to skip the job requirements and let you start directly.

[Hercules] ate [Wind Walker] and transformed into [Sky Slasher]

Su Chen was stunned. My profession is so unique!