Shen Xie transmigrated to another dimension and unexpectedly became the Calamity God! Shen Xie: "I'm a good person, I'm very kind and friendly." A certain A-level investigator, now permanently retired, stared at the indescribable evil god and had nothing to say. Shen Xie: "I love peace and have never thought of harming this world." The researcher, gazing at the weekly extra items in the warehouse, silently looked up, letting tears flow backward. Shen Xie: "I am extremely weak and have never cultivated any power." Ninety-nine clones from another world—including Superman clones, Ultraman clones, and sword immortal clones—are lining up, ready to share their respective powers. This book is also known as *The Evil God and His 99 Otherworldly Clones*, *The Evil God's Guide to Ascension*, and *I'm Really Not the Evil God*.

Introduction: Do you know Lu Ming? 682 Undying Lizard: Back in the day, I was evenly matched with him; that's something I'm proud of my whole life. 173 Little Peanut: He almost snapped my neck. 049 Plague Doctor: I admit my medical skills are inferior to his (forced). 096 Shy Person: I don't know why, but I feel a little shy around him. SCP Foundation: We can't control him anymore, let him do whatever he wants! No matter how special you are, you'll never have any secrets from him. Acid grenade launchers, rule-breaking skateboards, enhanced lavender spray… no matter how mysterious your abilities are, he'll always find something to counter them. Thus, a saying began to circulate in the SCP world: To avoid containment, you'd better avoid contact with Lu Ming. God: I feel like I've always lived in his shadow…

I was just an ordinary librarian, but I unexpectedly gained the ability to edit reality. I wanted to develop my abilities discreetly, but the world forced me to become a god. The authorities see me as taboo, while the powerful revere me as a mentor. When the cataclysmic crisis descends, I close the book in my hand and smile calmly: "Don't rush, allow me to change a setting."

"Good morning," said Fiatina, the alien from another world. It didn't matter who she had been. What mattered was that she was now Fiatina. And she would live, she would definitely live. Even if this world was hell, even if the seeds of hope were buried, she would live. She would live with all those she cared about. Until the very end.

[Road Survival + Desperate Migration + Bizarre Experience + Cheat Codes + Don't Fall Behind!]

A strange red moon hangs in the sky, the days grow shorter and shorter, and humanity's last spark is compressed into an endless convoy.

As night falls, countless ghosts howl outside the car, and those who fall behind will find it difficult to survive.

He, Lin Qi, possesses a unique "sublimation sequence," allowing anything in his hands to undergo ultimate sublimation.

[Hand Crossbow → Red Wolf Hand Cannon → Portable Bomb Gun]

[Half a bottle of purified water → Healing essence → Detoxifying agent]

[Waste paper → Bizarre contract → Fragments of rules]

Lin Qi initially thought this was just a cheat code to enhance external objects, until he discovered that he could also elevate the rule sequence...

The convoy called him a "mobile safe house," the superhumans revered him as a "messenger of God," and even the strange beings descended upon him.

Lin Qi himself only wanted to know...

If we take this rule of "don't fall behind" to its extreme, can humanity escape despair?

The supernatural is reviving; a hundred ghosts roam the night.

In this tide of despair,

Li Nie stood atop the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, his blood-stained hand pressed against his chest—"Come, can you hear this heartbeat?"

It borrows three key elements from the ghosts in the mysterious resurrection story, but it is not fan fiction.

“Supervisor, I’ve reminded you countless times to stay away from those dangerous anomalies. Their work will be handled by the staff.” “But those anomalies are really cute, aren’t they? Don’t you all think so?” “Well, what do you think…” Behind Angela, the office door slid open silently. The humanoid Sephirahs and staff from each department stood quietly, their gazes all fixed on their supervisor. “Compared to us, which is cuter, the anomalies or us?” “This…” X glanced at the punishing bird perched affectionately on his shoulder, looking like an innocent little girl, then subtly reached out and gently pressed down on the restless White Night behind him, who was eager to spread her wings and do something. He spoke with difficulty, “Uh… can I say they’re equally cute?” In short, this is a story that has deviated from its original course in an infinite parallel world of the city.

Now, standing before you is Peturab Rurik Kislivsky, the Supreme Tsar of all Kisliv, the Iron Tyrant of Olympia, the Primarch of the Steel Warriors of the Fourth Legion of Astartes… If, if, if Peturab had not descended upon Olympia, but instead arrived in a Russian-style world and began his conquest there, what would have happened?

In the Great Zhou Empire, the five major cultivation systems of Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, martial arts, and magic coexist.

Warriors fight, scholars study things, Taoists practice, Buddha attains nirvana, and demons covet the south.

In the 27th year of Xianlong, the court and the rivers and lakes are undercurrents, and the storm is coming.

Zhao Xun transmigrated to become the eldest son of Zhao Yuan, the Duke of Chengguo of the Great Zhou.

He thought he could live a carefree life and live a life of luxury, but unexpectedly, an imperial edict completely changed his life.

Become a bad person, unravel the cocoon, and pick out the gold from the sand.

Cultivate yourself with literature, refine your realm with martial arts, and neutralize and regulate with Taoist qi-nourishing techniques.

Integrate them all, and become a peerless three-cultivation master.

It's hard to walk, it's hard to walk!

There are many forks in the road, where are they now?

There will be a time to ride the wind and waves, and set sail to cross the sea!