Luo Qiu became the boss of a ‘club’ by chance.

It was a weird club that sold strange items and with a servant girl that had 300 years of working experience. Countless people with dreams, hopes and ambitions came to the club to exchange anything precious they own for what they want. They would offer their lifespan, items, and even their soul. Every successful trade would increase Luo Qiu’s lifespan by a little.

“Tribute successful, your lifespan has increased by 99 years.”

As thus, Luo Qiu began his endless life as the club’s boss.

After a red meteor streaked across the sky, human civilization came to a standstill. From that day on, people could no longer build a rocket, a nuclear bomb, an airplane, or a car... The pyramid of civilization built up by modern science suddenly collapsed, and the disaster was far more than that. The gray world descends with the red meteor, like a ghostly reflection behind a mirror, dragging the civilized world into the abyss of disorder little by little. In this era, human life is as small as dust; in this era, human beings are as bright as stars. The building is about to collapse, and someone sees an actor standing on top of the ruins of civilization, red as blood, laughing and crying at times, the curtain of the times.

Immortals and Buddhas receive incense from the living, but I alone fulfill the wishes of the dead.

When walking in the world, one does not survive hardships, disasters, and man-made and natural disasters;

Only the heart is unwilling to be reconciled, the intention is difficult to reconcile, the unfulfilled wish is fulfilled, the people are transported, and reincarnation is established again.

When a young man visited a grave in Weishui in the Great Xia Dynasty, he accidentally found a strange scripture. By fulfilling the wishes of the deceased, he could obtain the treasures of heaven and earth, as well as magical powers.

Through this, the young man can save all sentient beings along the way. I don't know when, when he suddenly looked back, the ground was covered with the corpses of gods and Buddhas, circling the path of reincarnation.

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.

[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.

[Eternal Life + Low-Key Cultivation + Borrowing Life + No Female Lead + Growth-Type Protagonist]

[Reminder once again: If you enjoy brainless power fantasy and non-stop slaughter, read with caution!!!]

Gu Ming accidentally transmigrated into the cultivation world. At the start, he has endless lifespan and awakens the talent "Borrowing Life" — if he is killed, he will randomly sacrifice a close relative of his enemy to resurrect himself, and even gain one random ability from the sacrificed person.

Need a cultivation license to join a sect?

Not talented enough, so you have to pay to cultivate?

What? I don’t even qualify to pay to cultivate?

Fine! You won't let me cultivate, huh?

Then I'll just outlast everyone — while others study their way to Immortality, Gu Ming endures his way there with sheer lifespan.

Want to kill me? Go ahead. Kill me, and your whole family dies, starting with your parents. Let’s see how many times your family can afford to be sacrificed!!

...

Years later, Gu Ming’s little secret is accidentally exposed. He becomes a plague god in the eyes of all realms — wherever he goes, fear follows. People avoid him like the plague.

Especially those powerful cultivators who like flashy, explosive battles — every time they want a duel, they make sure to steer clear of Gu Ming, fearing they might accidentally kill him.

One righteous sect leader refused to believe the rumors. He found Gu Ming and arrogantly declared:

“I have no family, no ties, I stand alone. Plague God Gu Ming, come — today, I shall rid the worlds of your evil!”

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!"

Generally speaking, Li Wuxiang will do a little maintenance on himself every six months or five thousand miles.

The main items are epidermal maintenance and internal organ renovation. According to the actual situation, see whether to add oil and body fluids.

Pay attention to the materials when painting the skin, otherwise it will burst or have small cracks in extreme weather conditions.

When renovating the internal organs, I am still used to using bamboo paper. Although I have betrayed my teacher and ancestors, I still focus on nostalgia and not forgetting my roots.

Adding to the old and repairing it like new every year, this is the way to longevity.

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Friends who are waiting for more can move to read the author's other two books.

The short story "The Law of Immortal Cultivation in the Abnormal World" by Zhizhan Peak

The warm and pleasant fairy tale novel "The Heart Demon"