The Qi Training Sect is an ancient and mysterious sect. It's said that its disciples and elders are all at the Qi Training stage. Due to its weak strength, it's largely ignored, making it the oldest sect in the world. Everyone considered it a minor, insignificant sect. Until one day, a devastating natural disaster struck, and the seventy-two Qi Training Sect elders finally gave up their concealment and unleashed their immortal-level cultivation.

"Kingdom Calendar 1945:" "My name is Eli Holmes. I used to be a healthy and sunny game planner, and now I'm the High Priest of the Church of Destiny." "Every day I maintain a good sleep schedule. After waking up, I enjoy a relaxing glass of milk and a five-minute run. Even the God of Death praises my good health." "In my spare time, I do good deeds and accumulate virtue, thus building up a good reputation in the capital." Gazing out the window at the distant view, Eli wrote in his diary, lamenting the ease of retirement. [The sinister and cunning Eli surveyed the empire's landscape, pondering, as if plotting one cruel plan after another to achieve his unparalleled ambitions.] "As you can see, I can still hear the narration, but it always slanders me." Eli rubbed his brow in distress, closed his diary, and waved to the...

Chen Mo has a secret: in his eyes, everything he wants to do is a quantifiable progress bar. Officials say: He is the nemesis of high-risk anomalies. The villains say: He demolished our base and stole the anomalies we contained. Chen Mo said: I was just forced by obsessive-compulsive disorder to push the progress to 100%. The so-called salvation is to reset the progress bar of despair in people's hearts to zero. - Chen Mo

"I know you. Your name is xxx, and you live in xxx..." Shirahoshi, having traveled through time in the game "Stars," called out to a familiar player. "Oh my god, an NPC can open boxes!" the player was terrified. "I'm a time traveler, why doesn't anyone believe me?" "This game is too real. Even the NPCs look like real people, and there's a time travel setting!" "In this dangerous world of gods and demons, dazzling magic, players going to great lengths to create their own stories, and constant conflict, I just want to go home!" - said Shirahoshi, the Almighty God, Savior, Guardian of the Stars, Original Owner, First Player, Friend of Women, Slime Slayer.

Su Gua's life was filled with misfortune. From birth, he'd inexplicably trigger various bugs: clipping, ping drops, missing textures... His umbilical cord lost its collision volume when he was born, and no matter how hard he tried, it wouldn't cut, terrifying the entire delivery room. He went to school, and during break time, the entire school went into a trance with ping drops. He returned home, and upon opening the door, he was transported back seventy years, running head-on into a group of grandmas watching a movie. He took the elevated highway out of town, but a massive black curtain cut the road in half, encircling his hometown, with the words "[Map Loading]" blazoned across it. Later, Su Gua became a player and entered a strange game. As a result, the succubus girls lost their costume textures, the hangman's rope was long enough for a whole class of girls to jump rope, the "No Entry" sign at the hidden store entrance became "Free," and upon entering the game, he killed a chicken and entered the final stage, where the headless boss, bewildered, held a chicken's head. Sadako, who had just emerged from the TV with her upper body stuck in the washing machine, stuck her butt out: "Qiuqiu, you'd better kill me..." The system was furious: [Player Su Gua is making strange threats and breaking the rules of the world. He's truly rebellious! Now he's deciding on the crocodile skin outside the new human plasma. Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot...] The players were shocked: "Your bug even freezes the system?" Su Gua slammed the table and stood up: "Whose bug is it? I cleared the level by my own ability!"

[Sandbox] + [The Fourth Calamity] + [Game Impacts Reality]

"Extraordinary power is invading the world, and all ordinary people will be wiped out by the tide of time!"

Genetic lock is an insurmountable barrier between ordinary people and extraordinary individuals; some have gone bankrupt because of it, and some have lost their families.

Until a game quietly arrived, this insurmountable gap began to crumble:

What?! The world's largest supernatural realm is actually a game?!

What? You can become stronger just by breathing, and level up by defeating monsters!

Lu Chuan: "What are you talking about? This is just an ordinary sandbox game."

The Blue Crystal Space has invaded, causing reality to collapse. Humans have been able to log into this alternate dimension and bring the power of the game back to reality!

Mo Li, a terminally ill teenager, put on a login bracelet while lying on his sickbed.

You start with the growth talent [Measure the Earth]: Displacement distance can be stacked infinitely!

Flash followed by a charged slash? That's just basic stuff.

Walking on air, shrinking the distance to an inch? It's all possible!

While others were still painstakingly grinding monsters, Mo Li's teleportation distance had quietly broken through the heavens...

"Mo Li, come to the front lines and carry out the decapitation strike!"

Mo Li: If I care about you, you can just say thank you, instead of asking hurtful things like 'How the hell did you get in here!'

Watch as this young man uses his infinite teleportation ability to shatter the global invasion!

Li Yan transmigrated to the present day, becoming Hephaestus, the lame blacksmith god of craftsmen in Greek mythology, unloved by his parents? His start was hellish, with his own mother about to throw him off Mount Olympus. Fortunately, the Codex Olympus was imprinted deep within his soul, not only recording the secrets and futures of all the gods and heroes, but also designing true divine artifacts for him! While the Olympian gods were busy vying for favors and playing power games, Hephaestus was ruling the volcanic kingdom, quietly illuminating his "technology tree." They have divine authority? I have the "Forge of Destiny." They rely on brute force? My "Conceptual Armaments" are ready to go live. They play the lyre? My "Electronic Music" is revolutionizing art. Zeus: "I need even stronger thunder." Hephaestus: "(Showing blueprints) Technology has advanced, Father. By the way, here's my price list." Poseidon: "How dare you challenge my authority?" Hephaestus: "(Pulling out a contract) Let's talk about the sponsorship fee for the 'celebration,' Uncle. I can make you lose all your dignity, and I can make you both famous and wealthy." This is the story of a rational modern craftsman who uses "logic" and "industrialization" to give this chaotic mythical land a hardcore "industrial upgrade," transforming from a "tool" in the eyes of the gods into a "rule-maker." (Please don't hoard books QAQ, I'll try to write something interesting in each chapter to ensure a good reading experience. The overall plot is pretty much conceived, so I promise it won't have a bad ending.)

Before the Grand Imperial City of Sol, the Southern Duchy's regal princess, Inanna Augusta, renowned for her iron-fisted ways, gritted her teeth as she clutched the shreds of her dress that barely covered her vitals, revealing the shattered silver armor beneath, creating a startling scene. She gazed at the screaming, wielding weapons of goblins, orcs, dark elves, barbarians, and imps... and pleaded, "Warriors, why have you come to this?" "Waaaaaaaaaa!!" "The Blue Heaven is dead, the Yellow Heaven reigns!" "The world belongs to the Wings of the Abyss!" "The Abyss nobility reigns!" "Damn it, who touched my ass?" Then, a gust of black wings covered the sky. Levis, the Wings of the Abyss, the last true dragon lord, protector of the abyss, driver of the cancer of the world, the sinful black dragon, said helplessly, "When did I ever say I would conquer the world?"

[Infinite flow][Analysis of cards][Development and upgrade][Brain-burning battle][IQ online][No female gifts][With female protagonist, non-emotional flow]

"Hello host, welcome to the infinite game. Your first card is called [Abandoned Bad Card]."

He could analyze a starting hand everyone declared utterly awful, yet at a glance, he could see millions of possible enhancements! From the novice trial "Dead Rising" to the hellish "The Old Ones," every useless card in his hands could unleash earth-shattering power!

While other players struggle to build their decks, desperately searching for high-rare cards, he's already deconstructing and reassembling every low-tier card, unleashing terrifying power comparable to forbidden cards! You're laughing at my poor start? Yet, I can use a mediocre [Healing Card] to forge a plane-destroying [Virus Outbreak]!

From a penniless wanderer to a master of the infinite cycle of reincarnation, every step is meticulously calculated! Is he the mastermind behind the infinite game? Or is he the savior chosen by fate? When the truth of endless reincarnation emerges, how will he write the ultimate rules of the card world?