In Tokyo in 1996, the pain after the bubble burst swept across Japan. As soon as Makoto Miyamoto opened his eyes, he was caught in a dead end - his parents died, creditors blocked the door, and his only sister wanted to drop out of school and sell herself to pay off the debt! And he, a poor high school student who had just traveled through time, was thinking about life in front of the wilted tofu in the refrigerator. Until a strange subtitle suddenly appeared in front of him: [Bowling skills +3, physical foundation +1] It turns out that you can become stronger just by exercising? ! Everyone was in danger during the bubble era, but Makoto Miyamoto wanted to find a completely different path. But wait... Why after strengthening his physical foundation, he could smell the smell of soap on others from ten meters away? Makoto Miyamoto suddenly thought of something. So this physical foundation strengthening, can it still be used in this kind of place? !

Transmigrating to a wasteland, Li Chen finds himself a survivor struggling to make ends meet. Here, acid rain rages, food is poisonous, infected roam freely, and even a sip of clean water is a luxury. Worse still, his soul and body are incompletely integrated, his senses are dulled, and even hunting is a struggle. Until a sudden, transformative change occurs—he awakens the power of "plant regrowth"! Withered trees come back to life, decay is transformed into wonder: absorbing acid rain toxins, he grows "bomb fruits," capable of obliterating infected with a single throw; extracting the essence of sewage, he cultivates "water-storing pears," a sweet treat to quench thirst; he even cultivates "blue-blooded pears" from the nutrients of corpses—a forbidden fruit with a one in ten thousand chance of awakening! But the wasteland offers no respite: the camp's inhabitants are high and mighty, viewing the survivors as mere ants; an infection wave brews in the shadows, death looms ever closer; and Li Chen's abilities attract countless greedy eyes… In this cannibalistic world, he must use his powers to cultivate a path to survival. Even if the ground beneath our feet is a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, we must still let the seeds of hope sprout!

(Female dominance and male decline + reverse reasoning + not a wish-fulfillment story + alternate universe + slow pace)

Reborn into this cultivation world where yin prevails over yang, An Sheng was cautious and timid from a young age, only seeking a peaceful cultivation path and to live a little longer.

Unfortunately, the kind older sister in the clan is a perverted person with a bone fetish, and she thinks all day long about turning him into a bone furnace.

In order to avoid being turned into a magical artifact for others to play with, the boy had no choice but to take the risk and cultivate the supernatural power [Myriad Transformations of Other Self and Past Lives].

From then on, the heavens and earth were vast and the universe boundless.

He was a young witch clan member living a precarious life, and also a fox spirit aiding and abetting evil; he was both a righteous hero who bravely faced death and a demonic leader who wreaked havoc on the world...

But the boy was unaware that every gift from fate comes at a price, and that an incredibly terrifying being was already secretly watching him...

The Twelve Ancestors of the Witch Gods, the Boundless Purgatory Path.

Cultivate the Soul-Devouring Body, chant the Curse of Resentment and Death, refine the Blood of Sorrow, bury the Bones of Life and Death, ignite the Heart Fire with the Seven Emotions, let the Moon Illuminate the Vast Expanse, Ask the Ancient Sect of Heaven, the Fiend of Another Realm, the Great Black Heaven, the Lotus Mother, the Hundred-Armed Demon...

"Well, let's be reasonable. It's impossible for me to be your furnace, your Daoist partner, your tool, your elder, your pet, your best friend, your worst enemy, and your life mentor all at the same time."

The boy fought and retreated, then requested a reconciliation.

"Why not?"

The fairies smiled radiantly and spoke in unison.

"Doctor, for the past ten days, I've been hearing someone calling my name in my sleep."

“Mr. Huang Tian, ​​you are hallucinating.”

“I’m sure I heard it.”

"Then you have anxiety somatization."

"Anxiety somatization?"

"Anyway, you're fine, don't worry. Just don't smoke or drink, go to bed early and get up early, and relax, and you'll be alright."

"..."

On September 5th, I went to see a doctor, who said I had no illness whatsoever, which put my mind at ease. However, that afternoon I was laid off from my job.

On September 6th, I tried not to think about anything before going to sleep, and I actually slept soundly until dawn. However, when I opened my eyes, I was horrified to hear someone calling my name. This was the first time I had heard these voices while fully awake.

On September 7th, I didn't sleep all day and looked haggard because I kept hearing ghostly calls in my ears, day and night.

On September 8th, I was overjoyed because I discovered that I could not only turn off the voices calling my name, but also see the scene of the people talking about me—could I be a god?

September 9th…

Some time later, just when I thought my superpowers were over, I vaguely heard tens of thousands of people shouting in unison, "The heavens are dead, the yellow heavens shall rise."

I was stunned: Is this also the Yellow Heaven?

I practiced until my body resembled a crane's form, and beneath a thousand pines lay two volumes of scriptures. I came to inquire about the Dao, but there was nothing more to say; the clouds were in the blue sky, and the water was in the bottle.

When Ji Shi woke up, he found himself transmigrated into the body of the Jiajing Emperor, who was obsessed with cultivating immortality, and it seemed that he had even succeeded in cultivating immortality.