Humans don't need to pay for the sins committed in a game, right~

So,

In reality, I'm timid and obedient; in the game, I strike with a heavy fist.

In reality, I abide by the law and love peace; in the game, no grass grows where I tread, and rivers of blood flow.

Originally,

There shouldn't have been any problem,

Until the game timeline overlapped with reality, and I actually inherited the extremely evil organization I created in the game...

[Iron Eater]: Feed on iron, and you can draw power from the essence it contains.

[Blood Frenzy]: All your attributes multiply as your health drops. If your base stats are high enough, then with a sliver of health, you might even slay a god.

[Feast]: The blood of your kind gives off an irresistible fragrance. Devour them, and you shall gain eternal life~

[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.]

[No Female Lead] [Cthulhu] [Infinite Flow] [Sci-Fi Apocalypse] [Villain] [All Heavens and Worlds]

“Li Yuan, you lunatic! I cannot comprehend your malice toward life, nor dare I imagine how cold and indifferent the depths of your dark heart must be. Your actions revolt me. I just think… killing you is more urgent than killing any enemy.”

“Li Yuan, do you wish to play God? Do you want to turn the world into hell, engraving your crimes into every corner? You want to turn life into a toy, with all survival and death hinging on your whim. Even if all the evil of every demon were combined, it would not match the darkness buried deep in your soul. The crimes you’ve committed surpass the imagination of any legal code—so I shall call upon the gods to punish your sins!”

When a soul is bound to a higher-dimensional artifact of plunder, each time he dies, he crosses into the next world with his memories intact. From a demon who steals origin itself, to an eternal one who destroys worlds—this is the story of a madman.

Reborn in an era of capital cultivation, where brilliant, star-like figures shine, Chen Yu isn’t the least bit worried.

Because his cheat has arrived.

But can someone tell me—what’s with this Merit Kasaya? I just wanted to harvest your negative emotions!

Who is the gifted dream-maker, the pride of Tianyuan, the top scorer in the college entrance exam, the genius of body cultivation, and the great entrepreneur?

Chen Yu: You’ve really made me suffer!

With much anticipation, the virtual reality game "Dark Place" which has been under development for ten years was launched, but the high price made countless long-awaited players retreat.

At the same time, an unknown game began to attract new users by taking advantage of the name of "Dark Place".

Qi Sheng: I have a download link for the cracked version of "Dark Place", free and authentic!

[Hodgepodge world view], [pseudo dnd], [fun]

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"All the spells I developed and improved are out of the exploration of truth and the pursuit of science. You should not slander a simple scholar like me."

In the first year of the Third Era, Jia Xiu, the greatest spellcaster in history, the inventor of more than 10,000 spells, and the sorcerer known as the forbidden spell maker, answered like this when facing the accusation of genocide.

"Why does the infinite healing spell make the target's whole body get cancer? Just tell me if the cancer tumor is healing infinitely!"

"The absolute protection spell blocks the air and causes suffocation? Heaven and earth are conscientious, air is very dangerous, of course it must be blocked, I have sufficient evidence to prove that anyone who breathes the air will die."

"The little boy's summoning spell destroyed the Demon King's City, and the radiation produced made it uninhabitable for 30 years. Well, this, uh... I am the extermination of the demon race, how about it! I say I am innocent, whoever agrees, whoever opposes!"

In the cursed wasteland ruled by the lich lord, there is a new slogan that goes against the ancestors - [Replace the thousand-year sleep with the five-year plan, and make the skeleton soldiers the production model! ] When the soul of the traverser awakened in the body of the lich lord, he found that his territory was full of serfs who were so hungry that they gnawed the soil, and the rotten grass roots in the ground were dimmer than the soul fire in his eyes.

As a doctor of agronomy, he converted the skeleton hall into an agricultural laboratory overnight, and annotated the forbidden spells in the necromancy code one by one: [Rotting Plague = Organic Fertilizer Production Increase Technology], [Skeleton Reconstruction = Fully Automatic Seeding Puppet], [Forced Charm = Artificial Intervention in Livestock Breeding]...

When the Church Knights patrolled the cursed wasteland again after five years, the people of the Holy Light were directly shut down collectively - the Stitched Abomination was pruning the vines with six arms, and the skeletons...

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]

【Slice-of-Life Cultivation + Comedy + Lighthearted + Transmigration + No System】

Xu Qing, a 996 veteran workhorse, suddenly transmigrates. He originally planned to enjoy a carefree life with a beautiful wife and concubines, but unexpectedly was brought by Sect Leader Yu Hongchang into a top cultivation sect as a direct disciple.

Who knew that upon entering the sect, Xu Qing not only had to take care of his junior sister but also ended up with a dog. Reluctantly, Xu Qing could only become a literary copyist.

Until one day.

Xu Qing points his sword at a stunning woman, swearing never to be locked in the small black room as forbidden meat.

“How dare you! I am your master!”

“Even if you’re the master... what?”

[No system, no wish-fulfillment elements, no harem, no saintly figures; brain-teasing, intellectually challenging, locked-room mystery, and deduction.]

Chen Ran was a good person; he went to hell.

This is the Hell of Tongue-Pulling, where lying is forbidden, so everyone lies.

Due to differing philosophies on deception, two major alliances emerged.

The Liar Killers Alliance: Instant kill if you lie.

The Liars: Turning Lies into Truth.

A beginner's tutorial with a near 100% death rate, an insane matchmaking system, a bizarre feast, a war between two alliances, a hellish escape, where evil people who come to hell will use various means to deceive each other into lying.

Chen Ran had many speculations about hell.

Virtual world?

A world of gods?

The spiritual world?

As he eliminates one answer after another, the mystery of hell is gradually being unveiled...