[Apocalypse + Space + Rebirth + Frenzied Stockpiling + No Romance Partner]

(No male lead, please feel free to ship any pairings)

After three years of surviving the apocalypse, Qin Sheng finally survived until the boss kicked the bucket, and he, the second-in-command, took over.

Before he could even enjoy life, he woke up to find himself reborn two months before the apocalypse!

She painstakingly worked her way up to become the ultimate boss! But before she could even unleash her power, fate sent her back to the starting village?!

Looking at the long list of countless deposit balances on my mobile banking app, I fell into deep thought.

Thus, Qin Sheng, the good-for-nothing third-generation rich kid, began his extravagant spending spree, hoarding supplies and going bankrupt!

Food? Just go to Beidacang and hoard it!

Cattle and sheep? Sorry, I've bought up all the wooly animals on the grasslands!

Seafood? Suppliers are lining up to deliver it to me!

Buy me all kinds of snacks, treats, and chicken feet!

What?

Ice cream assassin?! Get as far away from me as possible!

(The female lead isn't a saint; she's a bit wicked. If you don't mess with her, you're just a nobody. But if you do, she's like an African honey badger—it's a fight to the death! So if you're looking for a kind-hearted character, please look elsewhere.)

The simplest introduction: Infinite flow + apocalypse + interstellar + no romance~ As it turns out, the synopsis shouldn't affect the story's rating (I wish it could, but how much worse could it be?). So I'm annoyed by the previous synopsis, but I can't think of a new one… so…

Hidden among the scraps she occasionally scavenges are secret treasures of the supernatural world! A carefree girl accidentally activates her supernatural abilities, and with her incredible luck and invincible physique, she embarks on the path to unifying the supernatural world!

[Slightly hardcore] + [A huge number of self-created academies and students] + [With both angst and sweet moments] + [Daily life/battle]...

Thirty years ago, the Seventeenth Joint Campus was destroyed by an unknown force, turning the once prosperous academy into a desolate ruin. Our forefathers fought desperately during the catastrophe, sacrificing their lives to give their descendants a chance to survive. However, the survivors still wander among the ruins, lost, helpless, and uncertain of the future.

Just as despair was spreading, a firm voice rang out:

"Reconstruction, revival, revenge."

Guided by this brief yet powerful message, the students of Campus 17 wiped away their tears and rose again. They rebuilt their homes from the ruins, unearthing buried scientific discoveries from the depths of the rubble, etching the tragedy into their hearts and transforming past pain into motivation for progress. Beneath the wasteland lies not only a shattered civilization, but also revelations powerful enough to change the future.

Thirty years later, when a similar disaster struck another school known as "Children's Eden," the students of the Seventeenth Campus resolutely raised the blade of revenge. They were no longer helpless survivors, but fighters who had overcome the shadow of death. With thirty years of accumulated experience and the strength forged from the ruins, they would safeguard hope and reverse their fate.

"The past belongs to history, but we remember it."

"What is now ruins, we will rebuild."

"The future belongs to hope, and we create it."

[Second playthrough] + [JoJo's Bizarre Adventure] + [Azure Saga] + [Female lead to be determined]

In the first playthrough, the teacher had no "Garden Box" (a metaphor for a powerful, albeit unorthodox, ability to control the world), and could only watch as one student after another left him. When the white piece was reversed in color, the teacher took its place. As his consciousness was being eroded, he heard a voice: "I am an existence that has transcended millions of years, surpassed all species, and reached the pinnacle of perfect life..."

The author is a newbie on Azure, so please feel free to point out any shortcomings in the writing.

The doomsday countdown has ended.

The human fleet sailed into deep space.

However, they permanently abandoned the vegetative state patient who could not wake up on the dying Earth.

When the last unconscious person, Lu Zhao, awoke in the empty city.

What awaited him was not rescue, but a devastating storm that engulfed the globe and utter helplessness!

In dire straits.

[God-level Technology System] Activated, knowledge burned in his mind.

Under the live broadcast of the entire human fleet.

Amidst the ruins of civilization, he dismantled abandoned factories with his bare hands and smelted steel!

With a mortal body, he embarked on a mad plan that would shake the stars—

Handcrafted Iron Man suit!

When the first arc of electricity lit up his palm, all the fugitives in front of the screens gasped in shock!

What they discarded was either a burden or a god capable of redefining the future!

A strange app appeared on Lin Mo's phone.

The icon is a pure black square with only one line of cold text below it: [Game of the Dead].

Clicking on it will transport you to a series of terrifying instances transformed from reality, where you will struggle to survive in a dilapidated midnight train, an abandoned hospital teeming with vengeful spirits, and a mysterious town shrouded in perpetual fog.

If you don't click on it, you will be forever trapped in the gradually collapsing, ghostly "alienated reality," becoming prey for those things in the darkness.

Lin Mo had no other choice.

From the moment he first ran desperately through a train late at night in front of inhuman passengers, his life took a turn for the worse.

The mysterious items rewarded for clearing the level and the fragmented information unearthed from the dungeon are his only resources.

But his family, who are waiting for his return in the real world, is his last remaining obsession that prevents him from collapsing.

However, as the game progressed, he discovered that he was not the only "player".

Ancient organizations, hidden rules, and unpredictable human nature gradually come to light.

Behind this game where lives are at stake, there seems to be a massive conspiracy concerning the very origin of the world...

When reality becomes a prison, the otherworld becomes a hunting ground.

Do you dare to click "Start" and join this game of life and death, the "Game of the Dead"?

[Infinite flow + extreme justice-oriented protagonist + intellectual battles + original script + roguelike elements]

You are born into infinity and choose to form a savior organization to save the world.

In a modern city overrun by zombies, you are the leader of a human rescue organization.

In an ancient dynasty overrun by demons, you are a divine lord descended from the heavens.

In the Japanese archipelago, where demons have destroyed the country, you embark on an expedition representing the mysterious investigation team of the Xia Kingdom.

In a punk universe where ancient gods have descended, you assemble the God-Repelling Army to launch a counterattack...

In different worlds, you take on different identities to lend a helping hand.

When the catastrophe of the infinite worlds descends upon reality, you discover that the savior organization you created has also come into reality...

[No system] [Not a wish-fulfillment story] [Intelligent protagonist]

"If Yamcha had taken it seriously sooner, the Android era wouldn't have been hell."

Yamcha is transported to the Dragon Ball world, but when he wakes up, he finds himself in the most desperate timeline—Trunks' future.

The city was burning, and people were wailing. Numbers 17 and 18 were like the Grim Reaper, reaping lives.

By this time, the Z Fighters... had all died.

No system, no cheat codes, just a body that everyone underestimates—is this really all there is to the limits of humankind?

"The ultimate limit of Kaioken isn't 10 times... it's 50 times!"

"Saiyans can transform? Then I'll use my human body to break through the Super Saiyan barrier!"

While Trunks was still struggling to train, Yamcha was already standing atop the ruins, his crimson aura tearing through the sky.

Number 18's smile froze for the first time. How could this piece of trash, who should have been instantly killed, shatter her mechanical skeleton with a single punch?

"I am neither Goku nor Vegeta."

"I am Yamcha—the only warrior who, with a human body, forced the androids to retreat!"

(Hardcore combat style, no system, not a mindless wish-fulfillment novel, relying purely on cultivation and tactics to reverse the future!)