That year I woke up from underground, with the earth as my blanket and silence as my sleep.

A few years later,

…

A group of monsters from the mountains came to meet me, and I sat alone on the tower to spend the night.

A virtual underground game that has no protection. Lurking with players who seek power, fortune and survival. Kieran chose to enter this VRMMORPG game without hesitation because he knows this is his only way out from death. Can he escape death in real life or dying via the game?

This is a story of an ordinary boy gaining unusual powers from his nightmares… It all started when Lin Sheng experienced something strange on what he thought was just another normal day. He begins to have recurring dreams that lead him on an incredible journey of discovery as he encounters spine-chilling monsters and elusive secrets.

Zhou Mo sat on a park bench with a cup of milk tea, his mind empty as he pondered over something crucial for a man who had just traveled through time. When would he die? And... who stole his brain? The murderer was very unethical. It was understandable that he dug out his brain, but taking away his eyes as well was too much. So Zhou Mo planned to retrieve his brain before he died completely.

This is the tenth millennium of the Empire's march towards the stars, and the stars have witnessed the rise and fall of a generation of civilizations.

The flames of alien war spread to the border, the minions of evil gods hid in the world, psychics stirred up a storm in the starry sea, and bloodline and technology led the development of civilization.

Qin Tian traveled through time and space, only to find that he had become a cannon fodder clone on the interstellar battlefield and would be heading to the battlefield in a few days.

"Don't panic, how can a time traveler not have a golden finger."

Touch the orc corpse, pick up the talents -

[Advanced Strength] [Quick Recovery] [Cat's Agility]

Touch the Zerg corpse, pick up the talents -

[Flight] [Invisibility] [Will of the Insect King]

Touch the psychic corpse, pick up the talents

[Bloodline of Thunder Dragon] [Dominant Sword Body] [Superb Comprehension]

Relying on the talents he picked up, Qin Tian wrote his own heroic chapter in this turbulent era of the starry sea.

After living in an ordinary life for more than ten years, one night, Ji Minghuan suddenly awakened a power that could "create game characters in the real world", and each character had its own main mission and unique skill tree system.

Since then, he has been uncontrollable. In the real world, he has constantly created new characters, developed skill trees, and cultivated character systems... As long as he improves the popularity of the character, he can strengthen the character's ability. So he began to make trouble. In order to attract attention, he did his best, like a shit-stirring in a group of superheroes. Repeatedly circling with the super villain.

When he came back to his senses, Ji Minghuan sat on the moon and stared at the blue star full of scabs. Behind him stood a group of full-level game characters. He couldn't help sighing innocently:

"I really didn't want to destroy the world at the beginning!"

[Flesh + Bones + Doomsday Disaster + Lovecraftian Survival + Civilization Graveyard]

When the mist descended and aberrant horrors howled outside the windows, all players cowered in crumbling shelters, trembling. But Bai Yi found himself teleported right onto the face of the deity "Endless Flesh," witnessing the terrifying feast of the flesh planet being devoured by something even more monstrous—the splattered fragments of flesh and bone that rained down became his only beginner's gift.

Some used mystical seeds to upgrade their shelters, striving to cultivate a World Tree. Others fused theirs with eldritch idols, attempting to establish a Great Cult. And some utilized remnants of lost technology to fortify their shelters, hoping to resist the calamity with science.

Bai Yi, however, fused his shelter with endlessly proliferating flesh and bone.

On the day of its evolution, newly formed bone plates structured themselves into a honeycomb-like support system within the fleshy walls, their surfaces covered in a translucent membrane that revealed the pulsating network of veins beneath. The ceiling sprouted rib-like skeletal rings, while the floor was overgrown with writhing flesh, from which occasional tentacles slithered out.

"Can this... really still be called a shelter?"

Staring at the fully transformed, flesh-and-bone abomination of a refuge, Bai Yi gulped.

[Note: The protagonist's strength remains within the top tier, not overwhelmingly beyond others. This is not a lighthearted story.]

Under the daily routine, at the end of rationality, outside the world you are familiar with - it is a landscape you have never imagined.

When Yu Sheng opened the door for the first time, the world he was familiar with collapsed.

And the "truth" that goes straight to the root of the world came to him.