Lu Bei, a graduate student at Chaoge Medical University, was selected by a horror game and entered a dungeon.

He drew his own unique talent: anatomy.

While everyone was doing their best to survive, Lu Bei had already begun the dissection research on the evil god.

Zombies are coming.

All players are building strongholds, stockpiling supplies, and forming gangs, for fear that the fortress will be breached.

Lu Bei actually went out alone to catch a few zombies to see how zombies could move for a long time without eating or drinking.

The water monkey is looking for a scapegoat.

All players walked cautiously along the river, fearing that they would be captured in the next second, and even sacrificed their companions for this.

Lu Bei swam to the bottom of the river, dug out their nest, and began the dissection experiment on the spot!

The yellow-skinned man asked for a title.

All the players were struggling with what to answer. If they said it didn’t look like a human, they might die. If they said it looked like a human, they would still die.

Lu Bei did the opposite. How can I know whether you look like a human or not if you don’t let me do an autopsy?

Disembodied ghosts and spirits are haunting the place.

All the players were confused by the ghost and started playing Werewolf on the spot, but they were still defeated one by one.

Lu Bei was excited. My scalpel spirit could still cut open!

The audience in the live broadcast room were all shocked

No, is this guy still a human being?

Compared to the ghosts in the dungeon, he looks more like the big boss behind the scenes!

This is a world of strange tales and twisted legends—

where rituals and music have crumbled, and gods and ghosts roam freely.

In this land, the unnatural is natural.

There are bizarre cultivators and vengeful spirits,

green corpse demons, mushroom folk, grass-horse beasts,

and even righteous gods twisted by evil.

The path of cultivation here is anything but pure.

One may choose the art of corpse transformation,

or delve into ancient Qigong,

brew lead and mercury elixirs,

summon wandering spirits,

or command paper figurines riding armored horses.

Into this crooked world stumbles Lu Qian,

a man who wields a mysterious golden mirror that deepens his mastery of all things.

With each glance into the mirror, his understanding sharpens—

and his path strays ever deeper into darkness.

Half Taoist priest, half madman.

Both righteous and wicked.

A true cultivator seeking immortality at any cost.

[Infinite loop. Surviving in the cracks. Neither a saint nor invincible. Everyone's IQ is online. A slow-burn evolution.]

Ning Mu, who once suspected he was mentally ill, eventually realized the terrifying truth—the world was trapped in an endless reset. As the original course of events began to unravel, something far more sinister emerged: ghosts were real.

And those who devoured these ghosts… awakened extraordinary powers.

Now, everyone was hunting—fighting and feeding on ghosts to grow stronger.

After surviving countless bizarre and brutal incidents, Ning Mu faced the one who now stood above all, almost godlike.

“Go in peace. Don’t rewind time again,” Ning Mu said quietly.

The “god” remained silent—and rewound time anyway.

“Ning Mu, just give up.”

“Yeah! How can we fight against a god?”

Ning Mu only shook his head.

“Who’s to say what it really is—a god, a ghost, or just a human?”

When Jiang Ye woke up, the world had changed.

5% of the global population had become Players.

Paranormal events became game instances.

Clear the anomalies, grow stronger. Simple rules, deadly stakes.

Now, staring at the tearful girl begging him for help, Jiang Ye glanced at his backpack:

【Serrated Jaw】

【Catcher’s Mitt】

【Tattered Burial Shroud】

【Bloodletting File】

…

Behind the bone-white mask stretched across his face, Jiang Ye gave a shy little smile.

Then he made his choice: hang the girl on a tree.

After all, if the anomaly isn’t cleared, no one’s getting out — may as well draw the boss early.

The girl: “???”

As an Aberrant Player, Jiang Ye is under constant pressure:

Clear dungeons by day, dodge betrayal by night — especially from other players trying to “clear” him.

Accidentally becoming the host of the ghost-catching system, Chu Hao has embarked on his journey of subduing ghosts. Yet mere ghost-hunting is not all that Chu Hao and the system want, what satisfies him most is showing off his proficient skills to not only the living but also the lingering ghosts.

"Ding... Host has successfully shown off. Gained 3 Pretentiousness Points."

"The Taoist Master is so powerful!"

"Master Chu Tian is truly formidable!"

"Taoist Master, do you have a girlfriend? I want to be your girlfriend."

“I suddenly discovered that this world is dangerous today.” Bai Zhi looked grave as he typed out a line of text on his computer.

“When I went out today, I came across some poor guy getting bitten by another person. Luckily, a few brave guys rushed out to bring the criminal to justice, but when the person who was bitten struggled to stand up, he was immediately beaten to the ground by one of those who had supposedly saved him—and then, they called the police! I’ve watched more than enough modern movies to know what happened. The zombie was taken out before the virus could spread.”

“Last time, you told us about a few guys saving humanity from an alien invasion… This time, it’s a zombie outbreak?”

There was an exasperated response from the chat box.

“So how was that dangerous?”

“There are also several girls who are fighting tooth and nail for a piece of me! It’s totally Hell in here, don’t you think it’s dangerous!?”

“???”

From ancient times to the present, people have revered the custom of burying the dead intact.

Cremation is considered a grave disrespect to the deceased—only corpses that have undergone unnatural changes are ever burned.

Those who cremate such bodies are called Corpse Burners, a profession of extreme danger.

At midnight, one room, one burner, doors locked tight—

If the corpse turns malevolent, the corpse burner is certain to die.

Qin He, in the chaotic era of Great Li, tends to this deadly livelihood at a river port on the Grand Canal.

However, with the mysterious appearance of “Cremation Rewards”, he begins to act with utter fearlessness.

I heard that this is a very realistic love game. There are many types of love objects, such as JK girls, female white-collar workers, housewives at home alone, and young nurses.

Players can play various roles such as teachers, leaders, plumbers, couriers, patients, etc.

But... why is the game style a little different when it comes to me...

What era is this? Still using traditional magical instruments? Peach wood swords and talismans are outdated. We need firearms! The compassionate Gatling Bodhisattva, the AK Immortal will stroke your head, the Glock Buddha will crack your skull. Of course, if you don't like being killed by firearms, you can also choose to be killed by thunder magic. I also know a little about magic.

What? You're talking about human rights? You're a demon, how can you talk about human rights?

I just use firearms for fun. You don't really think I don't know magic, do you?

Bai Jing traveled through the vast immortal world and became a disciple of Shangqing Mountain with a little talent.

However, the immortal road is rugged and difficult. If you want to gain a foothold, you must have extraordinary skills.

Fortunately, he has a gifted tree, which can be nourished by the morning glow, which can accelerate growth and grow branches.

Each branch represents a talent. As long as the skills are engraved on it, the proficiency without bottlenecks will be opened.

When the proficiency of the magic skills on the branches reaches perfection, leaves can grow, flowers can bloom, and even fruits can be produced.

Each leaf represents the strongest magic in the world

Every flower represents the ultimate magic among the immortals

Every fruit represents the invincible Taoist fruit that is respected in the immortal path

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