The world believes the flesh trade resides only in the brothels, yet unbeknownst to them, in this world shrouded by desire, transactions of the flesh are ubiquitous. A mysterious, powerful figure orchestrates deal after deal involving the bodies of beautiful women. Checks wave, money reigns supreme. Who says money cannot buy a beauty's love or life? He delights in creating miracles and excels at it. Assuming various identities, he appears before one beautiful woman after another facing life's crises, personally crafting miracles one by one, bathing these women in a seemingly divine light of fortune. He is an evil Flesh Buyer. He travels across the world.

Many strange and terrifying things always happen in ancient and remote places.

And these things happened to Hua Jiunan.

Even Hua Jiunan is part of these things.

For example, he is a corpse-born child!

"He's here."

"I don't think I need to say this person's name, that's redundant."

"He's scary! He's scarier than any killer or criminal that has ever appeared in Beika Town. He's not a human, he's a ghost!"

Many criminals gathered together, and a criminal who had seen the half-human, half-ghost figure trembled.

The next moment, a homemade explosive rolled into the room.

Boom!

The man in black lit a cigarette and left calmly.

"In this world, good people don't die, bad people don't die, only one kind of people will die - stupid people!"

The Sherlock Holmes of the Heisei era can't save this city. What it needs is the Yan Shuangying of the Heisei era!

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Edogawa Conan [Where did this scary black-clad double-gun man with a wrong style come from? The Black Organization? ]

Vodka [This is the first time I've seen someone fly out on the air wave of an exploding train. He's simply a superman! ]

Furuya Rei [Are you going to compete with me for the position of the working emperor? 】

Nara Hikaru【Anyone who commits a crime in Beika Town will see his own brains... I bet you a dollar that there are no bullets in your gun! 】

(Apocalyptic survival + eeriness + sequence + convoy + not a lone wolf)

A bizarre disaster strikes the world, wiping out half the population and forcing humanity to embark on a journey of escape.

To survive, one must constantly relocate, keeping in mind the five ironclad rules of survival for convoys.

First, you must not fall behind or be alone after dark, otherwise you will become a monster's plaything and die in endless despair and pain!

Second, the convoy must have at least ten people; otherwise, unidentified creatures may infiltrate the convoy, and the person you sleep with at night might not be a beautiful woman, but rather...

Third, you cannot stay in the same place for more than three consecutive days, otherwise strange things will come knocking.

Fourth, do not easily trust people who ask you for help, even if they are your friends or relatives.

Fifth, store enough food!

Please note that the eerie creature cannot be easily killed!

Even those with extraordinary abilities!

In his previous life, Chen Lin was just an ordinary person who, despite his best efforts, only lived for three years.

In this life, Chen Lin only wants to live!

Even if the apocalypse is cruel, as long as you survive, there is always hope to get through it!

One day, Chen Mo discovered a strange metal device among his grandfather's belongings. Upon opening it, he unexpectedly discovered that he could create rules that the entire Earth must abide by. As Chen Mo began to use it, danger gradually approached him.

On the eve of the martial arts college entrance examination, Qin Fangtong became the laughing stock of the whole school.

The former martial arts genius's grades plummeted, and his parents personally sent him to the funeral home, saying it was "making way for his sister."

Until he burned the first body—

[Ding! The corpse was burned successfully, and the "Endocrine Body Tempering Method" was obtained!]

【........】

The spiritual realm, Zhuangzi's dream of a butterfly, the sanctification of the flesh, resurrection from the dead... corpse after corpse thrown into the crematorium forged his unparalleled martial arts path!

While rapidly becoming stronger, Qin Fangtong also vaguely realized that the waters of this high-level martial arts world were deeper than he had imagined.

The strange remains that cannot be burned in the crematorium, the inhuman roars coming from the basement of the funeral home, the body parts counted by Master Bao Bu Tong in the middle of the night, the esoteric sect that secretly purchased the remains, the evil god that parasitizes the human body... The world has never been at peace, and the mystery has never gone away.

And when he burned a body with his sister's name engraved on its chest,

The system suddenly turned blood red and warned——

[The corpse died three years later!]

Abnormal name: [Paradise]

Hazard level: unknown

Affiliated power: none

Energy level: cannot be quantified

Life level: cannot be quantified

Additional explanation: According to various studies, "Paradise" has potential will. All employees are asked to treat it with caution and always have a sense of awe.

……

The intersection and entanglement of time and space, the erosion and fusion of space and space.

When the sun, moon and stars fell in paradise, the embers of the fire were rekindled in the wind.

The white fox cries in mourning, and the living corpse digs into the grave...

In this world, ghosts eat people and demons eat people. The story has just begun.

The new book "I Have a Golden Coffin" has been released!

Wei Xing, having graduated with a Master’s degree, accidentally transmigrates to another world. Unknowingly, he has already been marked as a cultivation cauldron, surrounded by danger. On one hand, he uses a modern scientific research mindset to explore cultivation; on the other hand, he uses spiritual power combined with item refining methods,

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The stench of blood and the phantom echo of a butcher’s knife were Wei Xing’s last clear memories of Earth. Now, only agony remained. Not the dull ache of a hangover, but a searing, full-body violation. He gasped, eyes stinging against the harsh glare of an unfamiliar sun, the world swimming in a dizzying haze. Where were the familiar high-rises, the rumble of traffic? Only weeds reclaiming a dilapidated monastery met his gaze.

Then came the flood – memory fragments, alien yet intimate, crashing into his consciousness. Sweat-slicked bodies, endless moans, a gaunt face twisted in simultaneous pleasure and pain, ruthless killers in red robes, and a desperate flight ending in… this. Nausea roiled within him. This broken, emaciated body wasn’t his. Ribs protruded like ridges on a starved animal, bruises painted his skin alongside disturbingly intimate marks – hickeys? – mocking his non-existent love life. A tattered robe, stained crimson, barely concealed his nakedness.

He was trapped. Not just in a strange place, but in a strange, violated body. Panic, cold and sharp, sliced through the pain. The scientific truths he clung to shattered against the impossible reality. He was an anomaly, a ghost inhabiting ruined flesh in a world that felt ancient and hostile. Hunted, wounded, and utterly alone, Wei Xing’s journey began not with heroic resolve, but with a guttural cry of pain and the desperate, primal need to survive whatever nightmare he had stumbled into. The path forward was obscured by blood, conspiracy, and the chilling realization that his old life was irrevocably gone, replaced by a brutal existence where his very nature made him prey.