Liang Ming, a young man from the solar system, unexpectedly transmigrated to a world where everyone is required to participate in dungeon crawling upon reaching adulthood. In the beginner dungeon, he stumbled upon a tattered banner of ten thousand souls, embarking on an unimaginable path. He collected remnant souls, refined spells, hunted demon souls, and commanded ghostly soldiers… Those who opposed him called him a heretic, but only he knew it was efficiency! …Thousands of dungeons, thousands of tribulations, thousands of worlds, thousands of opportunities. He witnessed the wandering swordsmen in the night rain, the end of centuries of grudges. He also saw demons rising like a tide, and heroes standing firm against the tide. His obsessions were too long, and his life too short; he hadn't seen enough, so he invited them all to the banner of ten thousand souls for a reunion. He didn't know why no one ever refused; perhaps it was because he was popular?

"Why are there so many mazes and traps in the dungeon?" "Why can't I kill all the monsters in the dungeon?" "Why is the treasure in the dungeon inexhaustible?" When Zhang Gan, reborn as a small-time dungeon master, finally understood why. You imagine a dungeon master: someone with immense power, summoning demons with a wave of his left hand and destroying the world with a wave of his right. Sorry, that's all a lie. A true dungeon master needs to consider budgetary balance, neighborhood relations, monster selection, treasure selection, even the dungeon's decor, the town outside... and, most importantly, how to deal with the aggressive adventurers who covet the treasure. A well-matched, hearty battle? It doesn't exist. A qualified dungeon master's most important...

The industrial development plan of the black-bellied and venomous loli!

Because she died suddenly after listening to a crosstalk, Fran traveled to the magic world and became a glorious nun. But she wanted to start a magic journey, but she became a captive of the goblins.

Other people's journeys are full of adventures and golden fingers? Why is it that I am targeted by various forces?

Since the gods don't love me, the demons don't love me, the human race doesn't care about me, and the elves won't save me, I can only rely on farming! Build a tank! Build a Gundam! Destroy this corrupt and dirty old world!

He'd transmigrated, and arrived in a world that revered humans as its creators. As a human, Xia Mo should have been excited, but alas… humanity in this world was extinct; he was the only human left, and mechanical lifeforms were also lurking, ready to pounce. Danger! Faced with this perilous world, Xia Mo decided to enter a dungeon. The main world was extremely dangerous, so what did that have to do with his dungeon? Wait, why was the dungeon also in a state of apocalypse? Something wasn't right. In the dungeon, he encountered mechanical monsters, their speed and slow attacks as powerful as monsters, impossible to defeat despite his best efforts. But even so, Xia Mo still wanted to say: Hehe, I must survive! …This is a multiverse story, primarily set in a game world, but other worlds will also be included, as relying solely on game worlds has its limitations. The world-building and other aspects will be integrated into the story, not…

"Tell me, what should I do if I'm ambushed by monsters in the dungeon?" "Fight them!" "Next question, what do you do when you face an evil lich that you can't defeat despite your best efforts?" "Will it devour corpses?" "It has no interest in your corpse; at most, it'll turn you into an undead." "Fight it!" "Fight it! All you know is fight! What if you die?!" "You'll be resurrected, and even stronger! Fight it!" Chen Luo, transported to a dungeon in another world, possessed the cheat ability to resurrect after death. If he could retrieve his dead body, he could be resurrected without damage and gain additional enhancements. Initially, even weak mushrooms could kill him, but gradually, dungeon monsters would turn away at the sight of this man; after dying countless times, terrifying legends of the undead spread throughout the dungeon, and he...

This is a world where games and reality are completely intertwined. Warcraft roam freely, secret realms abound, and dungeons are countless. To survive, everyone undergoes a class change at the age of eighteen.

Lin Mo switched to the universally acknowledged useless class—Heavy Shield Guardian. He could only take hits, had no offensive capabilities, leveled up at a snail's pace, and was the eternal scapegoat in every team.

Despite being treated coldly and assigned the worst resources, Lin Mo remained calm.

Because he awakened the unique talents of [Absolute Conservation of Attack and Defense] and [Infinite Life Drain].

All defensive capabilities are converted into true damage in equal amounts.

Killing any monster permanently increases your maximum health.

"I don't need positioning, I don't need skills, and I don't need teammates."

Lin Mo raised the giant shield, which was as tall as a man, and looked at the roaring beast in front of him.

...

After exhausting all his might to slay the Demon King, Chu Ming, having cleared the game, found himself unable to exit. The Demon King had just died, and the game was real? What about all the debts I owed, the grudges I'd made, and the girls I'd promised? The good news: he'd inherited the Demon King's flame. The bad news: his level had been reset to zero, and he could only grow by constantly absorbing negative emotions. "So, now I'm both a hero and a Demon King, stuck in two ways?" Six months later, pursued by both good and evil forces, the former hero (now a Demon King) secluded in the forest suddenly discovered he could summon projections of Blue Star players. Thus, the most sinister guild in history was born: Player A: What do you mean the newbie quest is to kill the Four Heavenly Kings of Demon? Player B: Guild Master, that crazy woman from yesterday came to see you again! This time she brought someone else with her. Where are you, Guild Master?! Player C: 996 at the company, 007 in the game, when will this hard time end? - In response to this, President Chu Ming said: Everyone is busy, it's better to be busy... If you are not busy, how can I, the righteous demon king, defeat the corrupt kingdom nobles, wipe out the evil demon remnants, and save thousands of people from danger?

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Before the aroma of Jianbing Guozi has faded, Liu Yao, an ordinary college student from Tianjin, is flung, "Crack!", into a world of swords and sorcery due to a bizarre laboratory accident. He inexplicably develops a terminal soul disease that only a god can cure. Fortunately, however, this world does have gods.

In this fantastical land where dragons soar and spells fly, Liu Yao discovers that his greatest asset lies not in his arcane affinity or his warrior physique, but in his culinary skills inherited from an ancient culinary empire, a tongue deeply acquainted with the principle that "food is the most important thing for the people," and his unselfconsciously astonishing wisdom.

This is the beginning of a legendary journey, and the newcomer Liu Yao has no idea how many bizarre events he will be drawn into.

Faced with impending death, he can only shrug and say,

"It's done. Let's eat first."

Before the Grand Imperial City of Sol, the Southern Duchy's regal princess, Inanna Augusta, renowned for her iron-fisted ways, gritted her teeth as she clutched the shreds of her dress that barely covered her vitals, revealing the shattered silver armor beneath, creating a startling scene. She gazed at the screaming, wielding weapons of goblins, orcs, dark elves, barbarians, and imps... and pleaded, "Warriors, why have you come to this?" "Waaaaaaaaaa!!" "The Blue Heaven is dead, the Yellow Heaven reigns!" "The world belongs to the Wings of the Abyss!" "The Abyss nobility reigns!" "Damn it, who touched my ass?" Then, a gust of black wings covered the sky. Levis, the Wings of the Abyss, the last true dragon lord, protector of the abyss, driver of the cancer of the world, the sinful black dragon, said helplessly, "When did I ever say I would conquer the world?"

[You are dead.] [Automatically rewinding to the latest save file...] The goblin Dolly opened his eyes. This time, he was full of confidence, for he had proven his only path through repeated death. "Yes, it was me. A professional adventurer named Dolly who saved your daughter." "Father! He's a goblin—he's the one who kidnapped me!" The old marquis's thoughts of taking a son-in-law were completely shattered. He slammed the table in anger, smashing it with his hand. "Catch it!!!" "Impossible—this conversation is over. It's clearly not like that!"