"Excuse me, as the highest record holder for clearing the supernatural dungeon, what is your secret to speeding through it?"

"Always have a fear of death."

"Do you mean that no matter how strong a person is, he will die, and we must be cautious no matter what kind of supernatural we face?"

"No, what I mean is - I was looking for death."

Wu Wang smiled, cut his wrist, drank a bottle of paraquat, turned around and walked away, as if he had made up his mind.

Enter the supernatural dungeon with a survival rate of 0% again.

I hope I can die this time.

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Seven excellent qualities to maintain a good mental state -

Bravery: At worst, I can die.

Optimism: So what, I won't die anyway.

Social: Why don't you just treat me as dead.

Honesty: Believe it or not, if you don't believe it, go ahead. Frankness

: Wouldn't it be better if I died.

Communication: What should I do? Otherwise, I will die.

Justice: Kill you all.

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(Infinite flow) (Funny people) (Clear thoughts and no moral integrity)

The once-bustling and noisy streets were now filled with an eerie blanket of silence.

Hoarse and frenzied whispers lingered high above the heavens, and an indescribable ancient giant lurked in the shadows of the bottomless ocean.

A mysterious plague had outbroken, and natural disasters wrought the Earth. Global pandemic and catastrophes had the panicked masses seeking illusory shelters from the devastation, day and night.

A bloody shower poured over the land as the streaks of lightning tore across the sky, illuminating the ill-intentioned gathering of ravens above. Nevermore, nevermore, quoth the ravens.

“We can see that this malformed creature has twelve pairs of ribs like humans, but also has a “transverse bone” that humans do not possess…”

In the medical school, Gu Jun continued bringing down his scalpel, illustrating the abnormal thoracic structure of the malformed cadaver on the dissection table to the surrounding students.

Ominous and treacherous times had descended! Truth and logic had crumbled, order warped into a frenzy. Humanity can only forge ahead through the power of intelligence and wisdom.

Facing the corrupted Justice League Seven, Han Wei didn't back down, choosing to risk his life for his talent. "Although I'm weak now, I can simulate and learn through trial and error! In the future, the hero statues in the Justice League Hall must include a place for me, Hot Dog, Jimmy Han!" ———————————————— Countless worlds later, Han Wei, relying on his 'life simulator,' thrived in the mission world of [Infinite Space]. "You're so strong, yet you're a newbie in [Infinite Rank]?!" A powerful member of a certain team, lying before him with a look of despair, posed this existential question. "How could a newbie possibly destroy a spaceship with one punch!" Han Wei smiled slightly. "Because I have one more 'simulator' than you." "I've cheated." Preview: Justice League—John Wick—JoJo's Bizarre Adventure—The Boys—Pacific Rim (New Ultraman)—Iron Man—? —? This book is also known as: *Infinite Space...*

This mechanic from another world has carved his own legend in the world of superheroes. He's an "interesting colleague" in Iron Man's eyes, a "mechanical master" admired by Spider-Man, and a "mechanical tyrant" feared by villains. As his abilities evolve, Qin Feng gradually discovers that he's awakened not only the skills of a mechanic but also a power capable of changing the world. Amidst the battle between the Avengers and the forces of darkness, this time traveler, bearing the mark of DNF, is composing a new heroic epic with gears and electricity.

After watching the movie, I suddenly wanted to read some EVA fanfiction. Since I couldn't find anything I liked, I started writing my own. I didn't even understand linear equations, but I was forced to participate in EVA's development. And somehow, I became a big shot in everyone's eyes. What the hell—developing EVA wasn't that hard!

Mo Qiong never thought that he would suddenly have supernatural powers until he shot an arrow at the sun. An absolute hit means that he can be a god on the green field, a god in the basketball world, a Daluo Jinxian in the game... He can easily become a winner in life and live a gorgeous life. Wealth and power will not be difficult. Just when he was changing his fate and enjoying his life, he met a containment personnel who claimed to be from the Blue and White Society... When he understood this organization that carried out necessary evils in the dark of the world and maintained human safety, he found his true goal: I want to become the president of the Blue and White Society. The containment objects, D-level personnel terms and inspirations in this book are derived from works on wikidot. And published according to CCBY-SA3.0.

Imperial Chronicler: May I ask why you chose the Space Wolves Chapter?

Baldur Ironhammer: Because I was thrown there.

Imperial Chronicler: What do you think is the greatest strength of the noble Primarch?

Baldur Ironhammer: He is kind to his own people.

Imperial Chronicler: How did you become so powerful?

Baldur Ironhammer: The investment I made with my own ability and my own efforts.

Imperial Chronicler: How do you respond to the accusations of the Imperial High Lords that you are hiding a secret?

Baldur Ironhammer: Wait a moment.

Baldur picked up the communicator and dialed a number: Tell the Thirteenth Company, I want to eat fish!

There were three thousand guests listening to the sermon in Zixiao Palace, and Xuanchen chose the most inconspicuous seat at the end.

He moved his fingertips slightly to deduce the secrets of heaven, and looked at the Sanqing and Nuwa in the front row with high spirits, with a faint smile on his lips.

When the witch-lich calamity began, he transformed himself into a mysterious cultivator and offered Di Jun the secret method of restraining the ancestor witch, and then turned around and revealed the witch clan's weaknesses to Hou Tu.

During the Conferred Gods Battle, he casually said, "Ten thousand immortals of Jiejiao have come to pay homage, their fortune is too great," and Yuanshi Tianzun then wanted to kill Tongtian Jiaozhu.

When the saints fell and the world returned to chaos, Xuan Chen sat alone on his cloud bed and sighed:

"In this game of chess, I am the only one left holding the pieces."

When mathematical genius Lin Xian opened his eyes, he didn't see a world of flesh and blood, but a rational realm flowing with formulas and data. Having traversed the world of cursed warfare, curses were no longer indescribable terrors, but chaotic equations awaiting deciphering.

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"Domain Expansion: Laplace's Demon"

"Style Reversal: Gödel's Incompleteness"

"The character '茴' in '茴香豆' (fennel seeds) has four ways of being written—while the curse of death has seventeen optimal solutions."

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He pushed up his glasses at the super-grade cursed spirit that was devouring heaven and earth: "Your probability of existence is approaching zero."

He unfolded a draft paper over the tangled web of a thousand-year-old conspiracy: "There is a sudden change point in the entropy increase curve of your plan."

He even wrote a proof against Gojo Satoru's limitless technique: "The so-called infinity is nothing more than a romantic illusion of convergent sequences."

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However, as the blood of Shibuya stained the mathematical model, and as the prison gates swallowed the last glimmer of light, Lin Xian finally discovered—

The deepest curse in this world is never the power of magic, but human nature.

The ultimate destination of reason may not be on paper, but in the wheat field growing beneath our feet.

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This is the ultimate battle between reason and mystery.

[A hardcore epic that rewrites the rules of magic using mathematical formulas]

"When absolute rationality collides with the variables of human nature, the entire world of sorcery will tremble."