Jiang Zhu traveled to the vast world of immortals and became a green lantern.

When the green lantern absorbed enough sunlight and moonlight, he could open his eyes and see the world.

The emperor sought immortality, the immortal master pursued the Tao, the mountain spirits and wild monsters feasted on incense, it was wonderful and dreamy.

He tried his best to participate in this dreamlike world, but he could do nothing.

Alluring beauties, chivalrous knights, immortal masters, emperors of ancient and modern times, all could not resist the long passage of time.

The flickering candlelight seemed to be explaining the glory of the past, and it seemed to be telling the desolation of seeking immortality.

The candlelight is dim and unchanging.

Cut a ray of candlelight, telling a story of the past, but can't find the appearance of the old friend...

[Rare illusion novels on the market + villains + nightmare invasion + original copy]

Sumu has the same dream every day.

And every time he wakes up from a dream, his mental power will increase by one percent, which is equivalent to getting stronger while sleeping.

The first year, hypnosis. He found that his mental power was strong enough to hypnotize others, so gang leaders, school beauties, beautiful presidents...all became his slaves.

The second year, five senses control. His mental power was strong enough to affect the five senses of others. With the control of the five senses, he became the first illusionist in the nightmare world.

The fifth year, fantasy materialization. He can use his mental power to create things in the void, and even create things that do not belong to the world. Some people began to believe in him and respect him as a god, but most people were hostile to him and thought he was a heretic.

The tenth year, fooling fate. In the face of nearly infinite mental power, fate is nothing more than an object to be fooled. He can manipulate the fate of all beings at will, confuse the boundaries between life and death, make the living die, and the dead resurrect. Everyone calls him a true god, and only a few heretics are still resisting.

In the fifteenth year, Sumu, the only true god in the world, felt a little bored, so... his spiritual power as vast as the universe surged out.

So far, the whole world has been immersed in illusion.

[Cultivating Immortals] + [Steady] + [Playing Pigs to Eat Tigers] + [Entries] + [Fame] + [Lie Down] + [Longevity] + [Farming]

Su Yuan was reborn into the world of cultivating immortals and found that cultivating immortals was full of difficulties. He had no qualifications, no resources, and no background.

Fortunately, I activated the system and obtained entries with amazing effects!

【Combining work and rest】: You are very good at combining work and rest. The longer the rest time, the better the practice effect.

While others were practicing hard, Su Yuan was slacking off and barbecuing.

While others were contemplating Taoism, Su Yuan was reading miscellaneous books.

While others were exercising their bodies, Su Yuan was watching folk dance.

While others were honing their skills, Su Yuan was practicing his fishing techniques.

In short, Su Yuan never returned from his path of lying down and cultivating immortality.

As for the system asking me to increase my fame? Whoever improves it is an idiot!

Strange talk, a strange thing that uses cognition as food, information as weapon, and information as currency. They are neither living nor dead, existing in the lore of men, living in the shadows of the world.

"Does this mean that I will become a monster?"

In ancient times, they were worshiped as gods and powerful by faith.

"Then I am a god!"

In ancient times, they were regarded as feared by demons and fed on fear.

"I will become the master of ghost stories!"

But under the scouring of the torrent of the times, they gradually disappeared, leaving only paragraphs of text that were regarded as nonsense.

"It is my duty to recast the glory of ghost stories."

But you're not a weirdo, well, you're not human either.

"Well, it's considered a success if you become a monster."

Xu Qing woke up to find himself turned into a Zombie.

Zombies do not die; their life is endless, yet they suffer from the lack of a method to evolve and ascend!

Facing a chaotic era where ceremonies and music collapse, and demons and strange creatures emerge endlessly, Xu Qing chooses to remain under the radar and becomes the most inconspicuous Corpse Driver in the shadowy profession of corpse craftsman, earning various rewards by performing rites for the dead each day.

Be it folk arts, innumerable professions, or the nation's destiny and heaven's will, gods, ghosts, and the extraordinary, Xu Qing hides within a shop, mastering them all.

Watching clouds rise and fall, witnessing the dynasties change and old acquaintances fade; with eyes opening and closing, witnessing the vicissitudes of life, thousands upon thousands of years, my form remains unchanged, eventually becoming an eternal name among the immortals!

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[Alternative Longevity Stream, Folklore and Anomalies, Management Daily, Steady Cultivation]

God is dead and hell is empty.

Five times, six hearts.

Seven killed, eight sides to come.

Nine fears are destroyed, and there is nothing.

In a man's skin,

A red candle at night.

Be careful, there is no one in front.

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.

[Ordinary cultivation of immortality + Taoist immortality + avoiding danger]

In the world of cultivation, Lu Qing relied on the skills of avoiding danger to escape from dangerous situations time and time again.

He is low-key and just wants to live forever.

The peerless genius is full of vigor and vitality, and Lu Qing is practicing.

A peerless expert suddenly appeared, but Lu Qing was still practicing.

Later, the chosen ones of heaven, the most evil geniuses, and the most powerful men of the same period have all become dried bones in the graves.

Lu Qing, however, has transcended the boundless.

Disaster is always one step behind me. ——He said so.

[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.]