“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.
【Mortal cultivation style, proficiency system, cautious, morally upright】
Lin Chang’an transmigrated to a Xianxia world and became a rogue cultivator rejected by an immortal sect.
After bitter cultivation for twenty years, disheartened and ready to return to the mortal world to enjoy wealth and luxury, he awakened a proficiency panel.
As long as he studies diligently and trains hard, effort will always bring results.
Achieve it once, and it’s achieved forever!
From now on, he is a talisman master.
…
“In the cultivation world, though spiritual roots may be poor, there are still the hundred arts of cultivation. This word ‘comprehension’ has produced countless legendary cultivators. The most dazzling person in the past five hundred years is none other than True Lord Qingmu, born with inferior spiritual roots.”
Listening to the widely spread legends of the cultivation world, Lin Chang’an couldn’t help but sigh with emotion.
“My whole life has been like walking on thin ice—only my talent brought me this far.”
…
As time turned and eras changed, witnessing the vicissitudes of the world, before he knew it, he was already standing at the peak of the immortal path—sharing the lifespan of heaven and earth, and shining alongside the sun and moon.
[Family Immortality][Longevity through Taoism][Group Portrait]
A family treasure tree appeared in Xu Fugui's body that needed the blood of his descendants to nourish it.
He gave birth to five children, and the treasure tree grew five branches and produced the initiation fruit.
When his descendants exceeded a hundred, the treasure tree grew a large number of branches and produced spiritual roots and immortal fruits.
When he lived to be a hundred years old, the treasure tree grew to ten meters high and condensed nectar.
At first, the treasure tree was just a bare sapling.
Countless years later, the Xu family treasure tree grew into a towering tree with thousands of branches and branches that covered the sky.
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.]
Looking at the kidnapped Xiaolan and Sonoko, Shiraishi E was stunned.
When he woke up, he turned out to be a kidnapper?
What? There is also a gangster system?
Then I won't be a gangster either!
As a time traveler, wouldn't it be great to directly plagiarize the reasoning results of Kudo Shinichi and become a famous detective?
Shiraishi E took off the mask, apologized and let them go.
But Sonoko refused to accept it. She said: "Since you have kidnapped me, you must be responsible for me!"
Shiraishi E: "????"
Do you want to listen to what you are saying?
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PS: Relaxed, refreshing, CP breaking up, harem.
Entering a dull and boring "anime" world, the original storyline is turned upside down.
For example, an ordinary campus love comedy is played into a "king's game" where no one survives?
For example, a passionate story of a superpower city is transformed into a collision of superpowers and technology, sublimating the theme and looking forward to the future of mankind?
For example, a normal passionate story of a brave man killing a demon king is turned upside down and the meaning of good and evil is reshaped?
"Wow, this heroine is so beautiful, give me a lot of XP, I love it xdm!"
"I really want to see the male lead and the male lead send dog food, gkd!"
"Wife!!!"
Looking at the barrage of comments passing by, Mo Ying smiled slightly, then took out the silenced pistol from his backpack and aimed at the so-called "male lead" in front of him.