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,...

Journeying through the world of immortal cultivation, Lu Ye awakens as a cultivator. He imagined a meteoric rise, unrivaled in power, but who could have imagined he was actually a snake? Seemingly simple immortal cultivation tasks, he finds them incredibly difficult. [Corpse Retriever: Each corpse retrieved boosts your abilities by 3%] [Nightwatchman: Knocking on the night watch at five o'clock each night grants a stream of immortal essence.]... Lu Ye thought he'd never reach the next level. But one day, the forest stream stained red with blood, and corpses drifted down from upstream like fallen leaves!

After sleeping for ten thousand years, the Xian Qin Empire has become a wasteland, and I, the last emperor, am trapped in the core, barely surviving.

On the verge of life and death, I disguised myself as the ultimate NPC and turned the broken Xian Qin world into a virtual game "Guixu", which was opened to the Earth for internal testing.

Then, a group of the most brutal natural disasters in history came.

They are fearless and keen on infrastructure construction. They dare to rush into the demon forbidden area for a piece of novice equipment.

Looking at the players working frantically for me, I sat behind the scenes and slowly typed out a line of announcement:

[The new expansion pack "Expedition to the Sky" is about to be launched! ]

【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!"

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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 blizzard-ravaged northern reaches of the Empire, the Lord's Mansion of Theros Patterston stands tall upon the icy plains. Rebellion, poverty, endless blizzards, and the impending tide of beasts await. Just as the future seemed bleak, the cheat code for the Lord System activated. The Lord's Intelligence Panel granted him the ability to exploit information gaps and foresight; the Lord's Data Panel allowed him to clearly visualize his own progress; and the Lord's Summoning Panel allowed him to summon players, granting them the power of the fourth Scourge—the player army—a fearless force capable of infinite resurrection and possessing astonishing creative and destructive power! ... "Your waves of beasts are endless, while my players cost 30 energy points each and have built-in resurrection." While the Imperial family that exiled him continued to vie for power, Theros's cavalry and the player army had already crushed...

During the chaotic times of the Immortal Dynasty, numerous sects arose. Cui Hu, a time traveler, was sold into the Paper Man Sect by his clan. He began his daily routine of felling trees, peeling bark, and making and cutting paper figures. Then, unexpectedly, his gift awakened. Not only did he achieve immortality, but he could also simply read a technique and enter the realm of cultivation. With diligent practice, he advanced, with no bottlenecks to overcome. After becoming a "Paper Man Evil Cultivator," Cui Hu could no longer stop, forcing himself step by step on his path to becoming a master of the Demonic Sect.

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!

[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.

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.

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...