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!

[True Farming Style][Prosperous Immortal Cultivation World][Mortal Style][Cultivation from the Start][Grass and Tree Monster]

Good news! I'm in the world of immortal cultivation! It's a peaceful and prosperous market town! It's time to start a business and make a fortune!

Bad news! Glass, gunpowder, and soap are all failing to sell! Using cola to seduce a saint, or using barbecue to seduce monsters, won't work! Why is productivity so high in the world of immortal cultivation?

Why do you get a stainless steel basin for free when you buy a Bigu Pill? What? Is it because the elders of the sect refined a lake's worth of steel while refining black iron?

Fortunately, I can still go farming.

Farming? Farm! Start as a spiritual plant master and cultivate a life of longevity and freedom!

Deception, betrayal, collusion, lies, marriage, are all tools.

War, friendship, honor, faith, hatred, are all for profit.

The evil king led his soldiers to destroy one country after another .

But before becoming the king, Shen Ming, who just traveled through time, still has many things to do.

For example, kill his brother and father and become the new generation of Earl Haines.

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…

[Darkness + Behind the Scenes + Group Portrait + Cthulhu + No Female Lead + No System]

(Don't read the introduction, just read the text)

When my blood drips onto the paper, the monster file is automatically written-

The depths of the mine are restless, and some ancient creatures are awakened.

There are wails coming from the sewers, and they are creatures from the abyss.

I am a creator who has lost control and is forced to write about the existence of the ancient gods.

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.

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.

[Dark story][Slow-burn story][No heroine][No system][Decisive killing][Dark-bellied Old Six][Flexible][Fantasy magical powers]

A jade coin of good and evil, to judge good and evil, and to borrow supernatural powers.

A world where all cultivators in the world rely on mortals for nourishment.

Xiang Qian traveled here, forcibly took over another body and was reborn. He secretly rejoiced at the news that the original owner's mother had died...

"Mortals support the monks, the monks support the heaven and earth, and the heaven and earth nurture all things. This is the order of the world, so how can it be called cruel?"

"What is the heart barrier? The righteous path indulges in passions, relieving the regrets in one's heart, and considering it righteousness. The evil path indulges in lust, satisfying one's greed, and considering it selfish desire. Either way, it's the same thing."

"Memories will be obscured, but they will never disappear. It is precisely because these memories are engraved on our souls that we are worthy of being called human! We are not like monsters, who, even if they have cultivated human form, are still just beasts that obey animal instincts."

[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 whispers of the old gods enveloped the entire continent, potions flowed quietly in dark alleys, and the shadow of a dragon passed over the steam-filled city dome. A stranger was reborn as the most humble being in this world—a gray mouse. However, he started from the dark sewers, step by step farming, infrastructure construction, alliances with foreign races, and deciphering lost runes. The roar of steam resonated with the whispers of magic, the gears turned, and the dragon flapped its wings. He transformed into the "Sherlock Holmes" detective who had never appeared before, weaving an underground network that spanned races and classes, vowing to break the oppression of theocracy and use the power of machinery, magic, and faith to create a new era of civilization for all intelligent creatures, sharing, and co-governance. ——When he first stepped into this world, Lu Ran had only one self-deprecating sentence: "I, Mouse, am going to die this time..."