The Messenger" is an MMORPG that has won the Global Best Game Operation Award for ten consecutive years. It is also the world's first online game to have over 10 million online players. Yan Qing had never played this game before. Now, he is the only player in the game

Twelve men and women of varying identities are invited into a new world.

Here, they must not only decide their lifestyles by voting on resolutions, but also constantly participate in life-or-death games to extend their visas.

And the designer of these life-or-death games is actually among them.

In the year 1340 of the Shire calendar, there was still one year before the Lonely Mountain Expedition set out. At this time, the wizard had not yet visited the Shire, Thorin was still wandering, and the dragon was sleeping in the mountains...

This year, a human with the MC system came to Middle-earth.

So the high wall fortress was built overnight, and the golden wheat fields were endless.

The legend of the cube wizard spread in the wilderness.

Many years later, when the orc army was at the gates of the city, looking up at the infinite water pouring down from the sky, they were silent.

"Is this not playable?"

Chen Mang traveled to a doomsday world, where corpse tides could be seen everywhere, and death was everywhere.

Survivors need to become train conductors, and gradually upgrade and strengthen their own trains by collecting minerals and other resources, so as to control the train to survive the tide of corpses.

Or become a slave to other train conductors and live under someone else's roof.

All trains have a level limit, and the effect will become stronger every time they upgrade.

However, his natural birthmark gives him the ability to upgrade vehicle accessories without limit.

When several white vehicle accessories such as "car blades" and "drills" that were looked down upon by other train commanders were raised to hundreds of levels.

Only then did I realize that I was already invincible in the world.

So far—

A giant train with hundreds of cars armed to teeth began to roar in the wilderness of the doomsday.

…

"There are only two kinds of people in this world."

"Train conductor or slave."

What should I do if I transform into a passerby NPC in the Novice Village who may die at any time?

At first, Bai Fu just wanted to survive and increase the player's favorability. She planned to use the power of the players to increase the strength of the NPCs who were not on good terms with her. Unexpectedly, she accidentally increased the favorability.

From [the player's most solid backing] to [the lonely watcher at the border], and then to [the first saint in the turbid times of the empire].

Players give full play to their subjective initiative and lift her to the throne.

In the 30th millennium of the empire, a former emperor of the empire who did not want to be named loudly accused in an interview with a newspaper.

"That group of undead people rushed into the palace shouting friendship and bond, and forcibly put my crown on the head of Bai Fu, the devil. It's really a sin!"

Facing the accusation, Bai Fu was extremely indignant.

"How can I be a devil? From the beginning to the end, I have been promoting love and justice. Don't talk nonsense with your eyes open... It's hard for me too. Sometimes I look for my own reasons. Have I been a good person for so many years? Why do those undead people only hit you and not me?"

Jieming found that he had traveled through time. His golden finger was the Encyclopedia of Immortal Cultivation [Dao Shuge], but why did he travel through to the wizard world? ! The Star Ring Federation, the Crimson King's Court, the Void Architecture Institute, the Anti-Entropy Alliance... The wizard civilization in the period of great development launched wars against all the planes it discovered like wolves and tigers. This is the best of times, and the worst of times. Faced with the fact that he may become an experimental subject and a cannon fodder in the plane war at any time, Jieming chose to live a long life, cultivate technology, accumulate resources, and use the knowledge of the two worlds to quietly develop in the deep of the dangerous Star Abyss. "Don't be afraid, I'm just a logistics person. I don't have the power of a combat wizard. I came here just to get some raw materials." After saying that, Jieming looked at the plane in front of him, grabbed it, and refined it in an instant!

[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.”

"You know what? I was once the most powerful person in the world. Even the gods were helpless against me. As long as I can get my body back, I can be resurrected again."

"so what?"

"So... who hid my body!"

This is an era of infinite possibilities, steam and steel, gears and clockwork. Steam power and differential engines symbolize the infinite future of human civilization. However, no one noticed that under the haze of steam and in the shadow of steel, the dark, mysterious mystery has never left. And a traveler from a foreign land will unveil the mysterious veil in this turbulent, free and dreamy world, and write his own history and legend

[Not a cool story + Gou Wang + IQ online + immortality + behind-the-scenes planning + never meddle in other people's business]

From a backward village, he journeyed out of a turbulent dynasty and into a turbulent era, witnessing the rise of hundreds of races, the establishment of the Human Emperor, the advent of darkness, and the depletion of spiritual energy...

Times change, eras turn, and behind countless legends stands a transparent and terrifying shadow.

Twenty years ago, the old bookworm Jiang Hanwen traveled to the world of cultivating immortals. With the talent of immortality, he made plans for eternity, devoted himself to enlightenment, spent billions of years, and walked above all spirits.

For thousands of years, dynasties changed.

Ten thousand years later, the demons invaded and everything turned upside down.

After a hundred thousand years, the eras changed and the spiritual energy revived.

…

Jiang Hanwen:

"I never meddle in other people's business, but if I have an enemy, I usually give him three packages: a disco on his grave, eradicating his roots, and leaving him with a lasting infamy.

I wonder who among the emperors is hungry?"

When the villain turned against them and the demon race was about to be exterminated, the Human Emperor took out a rotten brush with missing teeth.

The Twelve Demon Emperors laughed loudly, and even the human leaders closed their eyes in despair.

"Teacher, I'm too tired and want to eat fried potatoes."

The next second, the sky and the earth darkened, countless breezes came down from the sky, and the screams of the demons woven into the last elegy of the era.

The true sound of the Tao resounds throughout heaven and earth.

"Come back when you're tired, and remember to bring some more peppercorns..."