[A bizarre apocalypse, the world is in a state of terror, stockpiling goods from previous lives, and decisive killing] On June 1, 2023, the apocalypse arrived, the world was in a state of terror, and most people became strange that night. Only a few people were favored by the system and became players. Huang Quan, living in the apocalypse, fought his whole life, stockpiled trillions, and had countless strange objects. When he was besieged and killed, he was reborn the day before the apocalypse. When the horror arrived, players all over the world were still in panic, but Huang Quan already had trillions in his hands, and he was invincible from the start! The protagonist of this book has an online IQ, is not a saint, is decisive in killing, and is insidious and vicious. Readers can rest assured~

[No CP + Metaphysics + Live Broadcast + Fortune Telling + Ghost Hunting]

She, Su Ran

He is the most respected master of metaphysics in the world of metaphysics and his most proud disciple.

After fighting the toad demon for three hundred rounds and winning, his soul traveled to another world and landed in the body of a girl who fell into the sewer.

Oh my god, who is more miserable than me?

In order to have enough food to eat, he makes a living by live fortune-telling.

Three hexagrams a day, five hundred per hexagram.

Su Ran: "Ice cream and dad, which one do you choose?"

"Choose dad? Fine, give me the ice cream."

Happy Baby: "Host, can you tell me if the baby in my belly is a boy or a girl?"

Su Ran's face suddenly changed: "What kind of man and woman are you? Run for your lives!"

The pretty girl looked pale: "Anchor, I'm anemic."

Su Ran said with a click of his tongue: "You are not anemic, you have been sucked of your blood!"

The upstart named "The God of Wealth's Little Baby" asked: "Host, I think I dug up a zombie?"

Su Ran sighed sincerely: "You are so lucky, go buy a lottery ticket!"

Handsome boy: "Anchor, I don't have anything to calculate."

Su Ran: "There's nothing to calculate yet. Your sister is allergic to mangoes and is almost dying from eating them!"

…

In this world surrounded by zombies and wild ghosts, Wu Feng became the night watchman of this generation.

In the night domination mode, all the thousand-year-old zombies, the ghost king of the underworld, and the nine-tailed fox demon will submit to me.

Uncle Jiu: "With Wu Feng here, it seems that I should retire early."

Taoist Simu: "Can I switch to being a night watchman?"

Mao Xiaofang: "From today on, this is the night watchman's world."

Bai Yao became a vicious supporting actress in many horror worlds, beautiful but reeking of money. After the system gave her the "conquer" command, it lost contact due to poor signal. She'd read so many novels, she knew the clichés—wasn't it just about capturing men with tragic experiences? Sometimes, upon first sight, she could sense a faint red glow emanating from them, and she guessed it must be her target. And so— In a haunted boarding school, she found a bullied, innocent boy. She tutored him, brought him flowers, and secretly cuddled with him in the art room where someone had died. In an abandoned hospital where six people escaped, she rescued a frail young man, abandoned by everyone as a burden. She brought him resources and equipment, and kissed him discreetly in a closet. On a perilous island, she saw a black, tentacled, octopus-like creature and accepted its offer. She hid the black monster in her pocket. It grew larger and larger, finally taking on a human form, and she decided she could teach it how to kiss. The system came back online, and screamed, "How on earth can you fall in love with so many ghost bosses!" Bai Yao: "Didn't you ask me to conquer them?" The system crashed, "I asked you to successfully conquer the game and survive to the end, I didn't ask you to whore the bosses!" Bai Yao: "Ah, this..." The unspeakable monster tore its body in half, and its tentacles brought all the hidden shells to her, "Yaoyao, kiss me." Bai Yao: My favorability is maxed out, how can I not kiss you?

Gu Xiaoyong, who suffers from extreme obsessive-compulsive disorder, obtains the thought communication system.

As long as obsessive-compulsive disorder is cured, you can become stronger.

So...the ghosts in the horror game began to be tortured after Gu Xiaoyong entered the game.

Slit-Mouthed Woman: Someone sewed my mouth shut...

The dead ghost: All the pieces of flesh on my body have been sewn together...

Horror Ghost: This person has smoothed out all the edges of me...

When Gu Xiaoyong finished all this, he couldn't help but look at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

Phew...feels so good!

[The Fourth Calamity + No CP + Multiple Backroom Layers + Hybrid Elements + Diverse Entities + Player Summoning + Group Portraits + Semi-Behind-the-Scenes Flow + Easy + Second Creation]

Note! The information in this novel is not entirely the actual information on the website. Most of it is modified or original, and tends to be secondary. Newcomers to the back room should not use the novel content as the core benchmark for the back room (you can't guarantee which one is my secondary creation). Use the content of the W and F versions of the website as the benchmark! This article is not a hardcore popular science article, please note!

"Backroom: A New World" is an open-world adventure RPG novel written by Bai Qingang, also known as the Fourth Calamity. In it, you'll explore a fantasy world known as the "Backroom." Within this vast world, you can journey through countless levels, encountering levels and entities with distinct rules and unique abilities, and then return to the real world. Or you can wander aimlessly, immersing yourself in this strange world, letting curiosity drive you to discover the mysteries of every corner... until you return to reality and witness the conclusion of everything at the end.

This article is the fourth post-disaster room article, using the W version and F version and even the C level, the main feature is the flourishing of all flowers (

He knows everything about exorcism and house protection, and is proficient in feng shui and divination.

In this modern city where Taoism is not well known, many people believe that Chen Hai is a genius, with a rare talent for cultivation. Only he knows that his abilities are all acquired through blind practice...

A seductive, queen-like ghost? Taken! A pure, innocent lolita ghost? Taken! A Tang Dynasty princess ghost? Taken! A Qing Dynasty princess zombie? Taken! Huh? A zombie? Never mind, taken! A top-notch female ghost shelter, specializing in the finest female ghosts.

He traveled to Wei County, Beifeng County, Gan Kingdom, and became the last Taoist priest in Qingyun Temple.

This line of Taoism is somewhat difficult to practice, and Li Yanchu only wants to meditate and refine the elixir so that he can succeed in cultivating immortality as soon as possible.

But there was no other wealth in the Taoist temple except a black donkey.

In order to make a living, Li Yanchu had no choice but to wear brass knuckles, pick up a butcher knife, and perform rituals to exorcise evil spirits for others.

"Little Taoist priest, this thing of yours has no effect on me." The ghost sneered.

The next moment, the ghost turned to ashes!

"This is made of lightning-struck wood, soaked in black dog blood."

Li Yanchu discovered that by killing ghosts, he could gain merit and improve the quality of all things through imperial decrees!

Many years later, Li Yanchu passed by a remote mountain village full of resentment. It was a very dangerous place!

Xuanmen magic is greatly suppressed here.

Facing this village full of old ghosts, Li Yanchu smiled slightly: "Fortunately, I know a little bit of boxing!"

【Metaphysics + Ghost Hunting + Fortune Telling + Stupid Sculpture + Cool Writing】

After his master passed away, Lin Xi, a genius in metaphysics, went down the mountain to set up a fortune-telling stall, earning money while looking for a fiancé.

"Master, when will my son's true love appear?"

Lin Xi: "There is no such thing as a destined lady, but there is a destined husband."

"Master, I've been dreaming about ghosts lately. Please kill them."

Lin Xi: "The ghost is your father. You went to the wrong grave and he asked you to find the right one."

"Master, my mother has been missing for more than 20 years."

Lin Xi: "Your mother was killed by your father and buried in the backyard."

“…”

The person in charge of the Fu Group has never been interested in women, but he unexpectedly had a flash marriage with a little charlatan.

Everyone guesses every day when Mr. Fu will get divorced.

Wait and wait...the style of painting gradually becomes wrong.

The top star cried and called for help from the little charlatan!

Bigwigs from all walks of life paid a large sum of money to meet the little charlatan.

Even people from the country came to her for cooperation.

Everyone rushed to grab a spot, "Master, I want a fortune-telling too."

…

One day, Lin Xi went to set up the stall as usual.

Fu Jingyao pushed her against the wall and said, "Wife, tell me your fortune."

Lin Xi said indifferently, "During working hours, we only talk about money, not feelings."

Fu Jingyao took out all his cards and said, "All my money is yours."

Lin Xi's eyes lit up, "What do you want to calculate?"

The man's eyes were dark and deep, and his tone was full of grievance. "Wife, when will we have our wedding night?"

Lin Xi: “…”

The man put his arm around her waist, his voice hoarse, "Not talking? Then spend the night."

(A genius metaphysical boss vs. a super rich and doting wife boss, marriage first, love later, the main plot, interspersed with multiple metaphysical stories)