“I saw with my own eyes that they used the finest, rustproof refined steel to make utensils and cans, filling them with just a little food, then casually throwing them away after eating.”

“I saw with my own eyes that they used giant beasts as tall as mountains to devour soil and rocks, digging out underground cities, just to park their steel carriages beneath the surface.”

“I saw with my own eyes that they fed glowing ores into an everlasting stellar furnace, unleashing a radiance brighter than the sun.”

“I saw with my own eyes all those indescribable things.”

“Their iron birds covered the sky, their steel ships filled the ocean, their war machines tore the earth asunder, and their gods walked upon the world.”

“You must think I’m mad.”

“But it doesn’t matter.”

“It has already seen you.”

***

Oil is Its blood.

Thick smoke is Its breath.

Ore and steel are Its food.

The countless cargo ships in the harbors are Its myriad offspring.

The place of origin stamped in the corner is Its silent mockery.

They claim they are mere mortals.

Child, you’d best not argue.

You must understand:

Their technology is beyond comprehension.

Their production capacity is unimaginable.

A mere glimpse of their creations will drive you insane.

Their morale surpasses even the most fanatical worshippers of dark gods.

How will you stop them?

With your sword, child? Or your flesh and blood?

You should be grateful that they still consider themselves mortals.

***

“I’ve finished building my factory, and now you’re telling me this world runs on idealism?!”

“Wait, then what the hell did I just create?”

Ice and snow sealed away civilization, and storms extinguished steam—this was the post-Victorian era when a prosperous steam-powered civilization was destroyed by the harsh cold.

As a bishop banished to the frigid north by a mere decree, he fights for lost power, forging a fortress of faith amidst blizzards and apocalypse, guiding lost sheep through mercury and steam.

“I am not a shepherd, I am just a psychoanalyst who couldn’t find a job and was looking for another one.” — Bishop of the St. Lucia Winter Cathedral, Diocese of Speyside, the prayer master of the seven northern cities, the gatekeeper of Eden, the enemy of the frost giants, the remnant of the golden age, the keeper of the secrets of the old civilization, the spiritual mentor and psychiatrist of legendary knights, archmages, kings, popes, the poor, and wanderers. Siren Dellandt said this.

Qin Zichu never imagined he would receive a series of fraudulent messages from "Qin Shi Huang" and "people from the future." One day, he suddenly discovered he possessed a miraculous ability. In his dreams, he could travel back to a specific day in the past, where he encountered a mysterious girl trapped in that same day for an indeterminate amount of time. ...In 1600, John Dee, advisor to the glorious Queen Elizabeth I, obtained the "Book of God's Speech," which contained 49 charts known as the "Great Charts." The first chart was attributed to Christ, the first 18 represented the first six days of creation, and the last 30 represented the "Thirty Heavens" on the seventh day of creation, when God visited Earth. In 1888, the secret society "Golden Dawn" was founded, redrawing the "Great Charts" in an attempt to glimpse the secrets of "God." In 202X, Qin Zichu believed he might become one of them...

The world is divided into two layers.

Yan Jing, who was pulled into the treacherous and absurd

back world copy to become a player, decided to solve the

problem from the root:

If you don't want to be killed by weirdo, you have to become

a weirdo first.

With the [Weird Life Role-playing Game] system, Yan Jing played them, gradually understood them, and finally became

them and took over their lives.

Yes, weird people also have their own lives.

They have their own interpersonal relationships, their own

daily life, and the murderer who killed them.

"The mysterious cameraman in the strange city"

"The dejected young master of the grotesque Republic of China period"

"The cat boss on the cybo street"...

Every weirdo has his own unfinished story.

Zhou You originally thought his life would be utterly ordinary.

An ordinary birth, an ordinary upbringing, ordinary studies… and then an utterly ordinary death from a terminal illness.

Until he came across an equally plain-looking black book.

From then on, “ordinary” stepped into the realm of the “extraordinary.”

The inescapable Building No. 4, the eerie old street, the Flesh Abomination singing the Ascension Opera, indescribable resurrected beings…

Each script is a profound nightmare, yet every nightmare is also a chance at survival…

The candlelight flares, illuminating a tiny temple. The grotesque descends, and the curtain of the story rises once more.

—So then, welcome to the Grotesque Game!

[Thriller Dungeon + Profession System + Overachieving NPCs + Live Streaming + Daily Life Flow] Jiang Ye’s daily routine revolves around work, study, and more work. One day, during class, he’s pulled into a thrilling game world and awakens a unique talent for mastering all professions. However, his professional skills seem a bit… peculiar. Starting with the profession "Small-Town Problem Solver," he gains the ability to make choices for ghosts. [A tricky situation appears before you, make a choice!] (Sadako lunges at you, she—) [A. Wants to tear apart the unfaithful dog of a man in front of her.] [B. Ties him up and whips him relentlessly until death.] [C. Suddenly feels inspired and decides to…] Jiang Ye picks C. From that day on, the entire thriller world’s vibe takes a bizarre turn. Chef, teacher, barber, doctor—each profession comes with its own unique skills. The teacher’s assigned homework must be completed, and places cleaned by the janitor stay spotless automatically. Jiang “Workaholic” Ye: “Honestly, I didn’t start this trend of overachieving in the thriller world!” …Much later, after climbing the ranks and becoming a high-level figure in the thriller world, Jiang Ye points at the ghost NPCs and lectures, “Let’s be real, as professional employees, can’t you act a bit more professional?” Ghost NPC A: “Who gets it? I just want to slack off and coast through my days! Who the heck brought this workaholic king in here?!” Ghost NPC B: “Run! That overachiever is back to revolutionize the industry again!” [How I turned the thriller world into a daily professional life and made the ghost NPCs work harder than ever.]

Reborn as a mosquito? A system where you become stronger by sucking blood?

Chu Sheng was a little silent about this opening.

I've turned into a mosquito, how strong can I become?

But anyway, I have to give it a try...

Chu Sheng randomly flew into a room, and unexpectedly there was a gorgeous girl inside.

Good! Just suck her!

…

Gu Yuexi, an emperor-level beastmaster and empress of the human race!

In her previous life, she didn’t start the beast taming journey until she was sixty years old, and the first beast she contracted was only of low-level bloodline, which led to an unstable foundation and its death in the heavenly calamity.

When she was reborn at the age of eighteen, she must become a beastmaster as soon as possible!

She spent all her money to buy a demon beast with high-level bloodline and prepared the blood contract ceremony!

Just as she was about to sign a blood pact with the monster, a mosquito flew onto her leg and sucked a mouthful of her blood!

“…”

"My name is Gu Yuexi. I seem to be useless in this life..."

(This book is also known as "Shadow Cat's Journey to a Parallel World," another title "Dream Master of the Cat World," and another title "What? I'm the Protagonist?")

Felix looked at the black cat elf chattering beside him, then looked at the girl flying around with a yo-yo outside the window, and he fell into deep thought.

"No one told me there are superheroes in this world?"

"What? I'm the protagonist?"

"What?! My dad is a villain?!"

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.

"I think humans are actually quite complicated. When I first drove those evil gods back to the warp, many people supported me. Later, they said that I was looking too high and too far, and that I could stop and rest for a while. Many of my defeated opponents said that even if I defeated all opponents and enemies, whether tangible or intangible, I would eventually be defeated by time.

But it doesn't matter, time will prove me right."

Humans have been dragged down by monsters and demons since the First Crusade, and history, this fully-insured semi-trailer, has been running rampant ever since

." You mean, everything in heaven and hell is evil gods of the warp, so why not go on the field yourself? "

What should Neos do in the face of this group of diehard psychic lunatics on the stake? Only:

"Okay, listen up heretics,

wait until I become emperor, I will formulate a new burning method!

Those who believe in evil gods will be burned

, those who use faith to cheat people of their wealth will be burned , and

those who do not believe in humanity will be burned."

"Are you human?"

"I'm not a god! You will go to the stake too!"

"Damn it, you tyrant, what's the difference between you and our church!"

"Oh my God, gentlemen! This diehard actually realized his sins, he can't be burned, he must be pulled out as an example - hang him up and whip him with a copper-headed leather belt!"