Gods watch over their devout followers, while wizards look down upon them. Duke awakens in an age of wizards, and with him comes a skill tree. Each skill becomes a branch, and through mastery, leaves, flowers, and fruit will gradually grow. Pluck the fruit of truth, and with boundless knowledge as a fulcrum, pry open the endless planes. I am eternal!

[Crossing the World] [Traveling Between Two Worlds] [Lone Wolf] [Shelter Upgrade] [Server War] [Battle of Hegemony]

When Gu Qing's floating city tore through the dimensional barriers and hovered above the myriad worlds, he would always think of that afternoon when he first returned to Earth. Back then, he didn't know that monopolizing the resources of a world was merely... an entry ticket to this war that spanned the heavens and myriad worlds.

When the Epoch Game comes, Gu Qing is thrown into the magical continent and struggles to survive.

Just when he was in despair, he found that he could return to Earth - a deserted world!

The supplies of the entire civilization became his exclusive and unlimited storehouse.

From then on, there was a mysterious businessman in the survival channel.

While others used stone axes to chop down trees, he used modern technology to cast reinforced concrete fortresses.

While others were learning meditation, his drone was hovering over the forest.

From a wooden house to a stone fortress, from a wizard tower to a floating city, his development speed was despairingly fast.

However, just when he thought he could sit back and relax, the truth behind the Anno game slowly revealed:

Magic Continent 12138 is not the only server!

The "God-given ones" from other worlds are also struggling, evolving, and watching covetously!

The channels between servers are about to open, and the war for resources, territory, and the right to survive is about to break out!

What's even more terrifying is that the "Epoch Game" that guides all of this doesn't seem to be the only one...

Under the shadow of the higher dimension, who is the hunter and who is the prey?

Gu Qing stood at the tip of the floating city, looking at the war behemoth under his feet that was forged by the entire industrial foundation of the earth, and smiled slightly.

"Well, it seems that my logistics warehouse needs to be upgraded to a weapons factory."

Upon arriving in a fantasy world, Ryan unexpectedly discovered that his cheat code wasn't a skill level gauge, but one that allowed him to slay monsters and collect their bloodlines. ...The original black and white portrait suddenly transformed into color, and the goblin icon suddenly came to life. From its mouthful of fangs to its drooling saliva, everything was so vivid that it felt as if the goblin had come alive. Before Ryan could think about it, he suddenly felt his muscles tighten, and at the same time, his lower abdomen... "This..." He was a little confused, and the corner of his eye glanced at the attribute bar again: [Name: Ryan] [Occupation: Farmer] [Blessed Bloodline: Common Goblin Bloodline] [Bloodline Talent: High-Speed ​​Reproduction lv2... Agility lv1...] [Strength: 5] [Agility: 5 (+1)] [Constitution: 5] [Intelligence: 7] [Perception: 5] [Charm: 5]... Then, he looked at those powerful or mutated monsters with eyes that were not filled with the fear and dread of ordinary adventurers, but full of expectation and hope...

Zhou Kun traveled to a post-apocalyptic wasteland, where mobile cities were humanity's last refuge. As supreme ruler of the Wanderer mobile city, Zhou Kun suddenly unlocked [Flesh Technology], allowing the city to fuse and evolve with monster genes. From then on, the cold steel machinery began to surge with flesh, and the city gradually became a living being. Devouring, evolving, and transforming, while other mobile towns struggled with energy depletion, Zhou Kun began dismembering monsters and extracting their genes... From steel cannons, he evolved into [Godzilla's Atomic Breath Cannon], from prosthetic limbs, he evolved into [Venom Symbiote Suit], from powered sails, he evolved into [Fallen Dragon Skywings]... Ultimately, a super-mobile fortress woven from flesh and machinery became the nightmare of all civilizations.

[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.

They say humans are the essence of heaven and earth.

So, shouldn’t our cultivation as a demonic sect be the refinement of essence into qi? This is the true righteous path!

Li Mo accidentally crossed into a world of immortal cultivation and became a demonic cultivator. But fate played its cruel hand—he was struck by the Blood Shadow Curse, destined to become a sacrifice of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, a pawn in the Sea of Blood Formation, and forever an accomplice of evil.

Just as despair loomed, Li Mo stumbled into a bizarre, apocalyptic world.

A world where demons surged like endless tides, cities floated like lone boats adrift in a blood-red sea, and unending horrors lurked everywhere:

the cursed Skinning City,

the eternal Weeping Blood Spring,

the parasitic Nuo Mask Opera,

and the ominous disasters of the Red and White Wedding Dresses.

To righteous cultivators, this was a nightmare.

To Li Mo, it was paradise—an endless trove of supreme materials that demonic cultivators could only dream of.

At that moment, he felt as if he had truly ascended to heaven.

Years later, besieged on all sides by the so-called righteous sects, Li Mo finally came to understand…

The vast universe is a battlefield! Advanced civilizations use planets as their testing grounds. Zerg, mechanical ascenders, space beasts, psychic empires... myriad races stand side by side, vying for supremacy! Humans, guided by martial arts, pilot interstellar mechas, fighting for their lives. Su Yu, transported across time with his "Class Transfer Panel." "Basic Class [Blood Warrior] + Absorb [Dark Matter Crystals] = Class Transfer [Dark Star Ripper]!" "Primary Class [Psychic Warrior] + Analyze [Zerg Overlord Brain Core] = Class Transfer [Void Soul Devourer]!" "Advanced Class [Immortal Martial Master] + Smelt [Stellar-Class Power Reactor] = Class Transfer [Radiant Star God]!" Feeling the terrifying power surging within him, enough to crush a small planet with his bare hands, Su Yu slowly rose from the shattered alien mothership. He gazed into the depths of the starry sky, at the Titan Zerg swarm obscuring the galaxy and its continent-sized mothership...

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!”

After failing the college entrance exam, Tang Rui crafted an admission letter from the Arcanist Academy and sent it to the group chat to ease the awkwardness. As it turned out, he was actually accepted. PS: This book is also known as "This Isn't Science, This Is Magic," "Believe Me, I'm a True Arcanist," and "This Is a Floating City, Not a Space Station." PS: This is a daily, farming-themed novel, not a combat-themed one. Don't stumble into it.

Humanity is isolated in a corner, surrounded by monsters and riven by internal conflict. Bandits, wars, beast hordes, and monsters! The land wailes, and the people suffer! As an alchemist, Los has been tragically consigned to the borderlands of the Kingdom of Roland. But he thrives on his skills and knowledge! From slash-and-burn agriculture to intensive farming, from cold weapons to gunpowder volleys, and from the medieval era to the atomic age, thousands of years of technological advancement are now emerging in Los's hands! The times are accelerating!