[Cyberpunk + Cthulhu + Anomaly + Non-Invincibility + Single Female Lead]

It was not until the machines grew flesh and blood, a red moon hung high in the sky, and a huge shadow surged in the mist near the sea that Wang Yu realized where he was and what kind of indescribable weird things were hidden under the cyberpunk surface.

Cyberpunk and the uncertain evil god are intertwined. It is unclear whether this is another world or the realm of the next era. It is like an endless abyss. Visitors who do not know where to go come in with abilities similar to throwing dice in role-playing games.

Now that he is in the abyss, there is no way to retreat. No matter whether it is an abandoned city, a new capital, or an endless wasteland, Wang Yu will crawl, gnaw, and fight in the abyss until he survives, climbs up, and finds the place that belongs to him.

[Warhammer Second Legion Fanfiction] The writing style is roughly ensemble cast.

In the darkness of the forty-first millennium, the Second Legion, having been erased of everything, began their grand plan.

Chaos reigns; no one in the empire knows the full extent of their plans.

And when they reach the forty-first millennium, nearing their end, they will shock the entire universe.

And it all began to be told by a scavenger from a nest city...

Hello friend.

Nice to meet you.

My name is Chen Ming.

He worked as a mercenary in Dawn City under a nominal name.

Code name: Silence.

Skilled in smuggling, assassination, and online investigation.

If you have any requests, please contact my middleman, the bearded manager of the black market, or the Brotherhood priest.

Current Progress: Fourth War (Manned Spaceflight) → Original Millennium Holy Grail War (Historical Choice Prerequisite) → South American Amazon (Alien Impact on Earth's Ecosystem) → Clock Tower (Developing Self-Power). After losing a fierce karate bout to Nitou Car, Xing Qingjiu awakens to find himself transported to the Type-Moon world. There, he encounters a Servant who calls himself the Messiah—why would a Servant who calls himself the Messiah be a science major? Why would someone skip the Holy Grail War to go to the moon? Researching the nature of the soul... Wait, let me do it? I'll tackle cutting-edge issues? Okay, I'll win! "It's precisely because I can't touch them that they sparkle, and it makes my heart flutter," said Xing Qingqiu, who had just returned to Earth from low-Earth orbit. "The sparkle that once seemed unreachable to me even if I wanted to touch it is now within my reach, and it still sparkles." "I have a future I want to touch, a world I want to change, and ideals I want to realize." "There are so many unknowns waiting for me to explore ahead. As my teacher leads me into the door of a new world, all I see are stars."

Recruit soldiers, build territories, command armies, conquer the world, and seize the throne... No longer small-team battles, but conquest by legions. Total War: Warhammer, Warcraft, Heroes of Might and Magic, Dynasty Warriors, The Lord of the Rings, Mount & Blade, A Song of Ice and Fire... Welcome to the Strategic Master God Space!

[June 28th, I time-traveled.] [July 1st, I disguised myself as a kingdom agent and fooled the sheriff, sentence +10 years] [July 18th, I forged an identity to cross the border and incidentally killed the border guard, sentence +80 years] [August 2nd, I started brewing and selling bootlegging, and had eight fights with local thugs in one day. The Night Shift Chief was furious, sentence +50 years] [August 21st, I changed my identity and joined the Night Shift Bureau, altered my file, sentence -140 years] [September 3rd, I was discovered altering the file, sentence +500 years!] [December 25th, I ignited the flames of Reforging Fala City, sentence... +40k years, haha]... [July 7th, I am the Night Shift Chief now, sentence permanently reset to zero]... [December 12th, these files need a name change, how about the Regent's Memoirs?]... [June 28th, it's time...]

[Alternate world + slight Cthulhu + Infinite flow-like] [Non-transmigration + no system + protagonist with growth] [Not a wish-fulfillment story, please proceed with caution if you mind]

On Xia He's sixteenth birthday, her cousin gave her a special gift by secretly taking her to a video arcade to watch adult films.

After watching the entire movie, the naive Xia He's Dao heart collapsed, and a fat man appeared in her mind.

On Xia He's eighteenth birthday, he made a wish in front of candles at the mental hospital, hoping for world peace.

That night, a huge hole appeared in the sky.

Worlds intertwine, angels descend.

This book is also known as: *Blood Sacrifice to the God-Emperor*, *The Second Empire, Starting with Slaanesh, Has No Secrets*, and *Your Majesty, Please Abdicate*. When you arrive in a corrupt and decadent empire, sold into slavery in the arena, will you rely on blood and glory to overthrow the entire empire, or will you indulge in the carnal pleasures of noble and aloof ladies, beautiful and sexy female knights, elegant and alluring countesses, charming and beautiful duchesses, wild and fiery centaurs, bewitching drow elves, and graceful and elegant high elves? Or will you rely on intrigue to add a song of treachery to this corrupt empire? Or perhaps, the song of life can also be played in the crucible of humanity. For Asmodel, this is not important. Because, you just mentioned secrets, right?

In the fortieth millennium, knowledge is an eternal curse.

Tech Priest Exanders Statcali discovered a distress signal from ten thousand years ago, originating from a forgotten, dead world—Xerath.

There was no life there, only a steel ruin stretching across the continent, and a black pyramid that looked out of place, bearing the emblem of the Mechanicus.

When the exploration team entered the silent sanctuary, they discovered not the expected relic, but a terrifying creation, half-human, half-machine, imprisoned in a vessel. Its final warning was not a gift to humanity, but a death knell tolling for the entire galaxy:

"They're awake! Run!!!"

Now, Exanders must confront a harsh truth: some knowledge is not for mortals to grasp; some silences, once broken, are the end of eternity.