Do you know that the destiny of people is equal and the fate is fixed?

Do you know that the world is parallel and the odds are coexistent?

Do you know that outside the quiet time and space, there are unknown killing duels?

For the glory and for the sake of ...... our world!

All this is contrary to common sense, yet it is real!

A strange experience of a herbalist. Dog treasure is black, cow treasure is yellow, corpse ginseng doll sleeps on a red bed, white dragon on the ground, donkey hoof, centipede of 100 feet high determines black wind. I am a herbalist who walks deep in the mountains to "hold treasure". There are many secret places in this world where there are rare treasures. The methods of holding treasure are incredible, including Qimen Dunjia, Fengshui Five Elements, mountain spirits and water monsters, rare treasures and exotic herbs...

[Infinite Flow + Alternate Universe, Unlucky Player with Excessive Spending x Crazy Beauty, 1V1, Both Pure and Mutually Pampering] The once-powerful Ye Nianchu has plummeted from a top-tier player to a beginner. When she's pulled back into the game as a newbie, her unlucky streak continues. Searching for clues, she stumbles upon the boss. Stockpiling supplies, she encounters a crisis. This game is too hard… all her luck seems to have been used up in meeting Qin Mubai. At their first meeting, Ye Nianchu looks at the boy holding a paintbrush and thinks: This NPC is really handsome. Later, the boy wields a craft knife, like a god of death, yet his smile is both gentle and harmless. Ye Nianchu: …Others are surviving, he's playing a game. What's the point of playing? Can she report this guy for cheating? A secluded town, a perilous apocalypse, songs from the deep sea, a suddenly vanishing train, an unfathomable rainforest, a strange sanatorium… danger keeps piling up. For the so-called players, it's either completing the mission and leaving, or dying in the game.

Who is holding the piece?

Is this a dream...

Falin opened his eyes. This was like a dream, but not a dream. He could not feel the collision or the temperature. This place was very mysterious.

A firefly, a sofa, a fireplace, a small room, a red carpet, a spirit, a door...

Farin left the sofa. He had never been to this place before. Where was this? Occasionally, there was a clicking sound outside the door, not like footsteps, but more like pieces falling on a chessboard.

Falin looked at the decoration of the room. It was small and dark, but warm. The stove contributed a flickering light to the room. Not far from the sofa was a dark red desk and an old wooden chair. There was a small window, and the moonlight was faintly shining through the window.

At some point, the sound of chess pieces dropping outside stopped, and Farin nervously glanced at the door. After a moment, there was indeed no sound outside. Farin shifted his gaze elsewhere. The fireflies seemed to have frozen, suspended in the air, and the occasional flicker of fire in the stove had also stopped... It was as if time had stood still...

Only Farin was able to move. Farin pushed open the door and saw a large hall outside. In the center of the hall was a long table... There were many mist-like figures sitting beside the table.

He looked around and saw many doors on the wall. But he gradually realized something was wrong. The wall couldn't hold so many doors, yet there were so many doors. Blood was flowing from under some of the doors, and some were broken. Falin saw a sofa inside, and a woman was lying on the sofa. Her throat was cut, and she was lying there quietly. Behind each door was the same...

This book tells the story of the married life of a young reporter and a female mayor... A humorous, confusing marriage! What is happiness? Money? Power? An endless pursuit... Looking back, one day you'll suddenly realize that happiness is actually... so close to you######################################## My new book [Rebirth of a Plaything Life] has been uploaded. I hope you will vote for it and add it to your collection... Please vote for the new book. Thank you...

"Crazy" + "Villain" + "No Female Lead"

Civilization is in chaos, the world is in chaos;

The fog descended, and strange disasters arose;

What is scary is never ghosts, but the desires in people's hearts.

150 years ago, the fog descended and only people in the seven major bases on Blue Star survived.

But the protection of the seven major bases has its limits. If left unchecked, humanity will only end up in destruction.

In this absurd world, a young man who does not belong to this era stands on an empty city full of disasters.

There is no other life here, only disasters and fog.

"Do you believe in this predetermined outcome?"

The young man laughed,

"Unfortunately, we fatalists... never believe in fate."

【This book once caused the Tianya Community's reply function to crash, becoming the strongest post in Tianya's history.】

Medical practice can save lives; corpse clothing can defy the heavens.

It's said that Hua Tuo's "Medical Practice Scripture" can save people's lives, and Li Bowen's "Corpse Clothing Scripture" can ward off evil spirits and the protect against the heavens......

The 13th year of the Jian'an era (208 A.D.), night, torrential downpour, Xuchang City's northern death row prison.

Under the light of a flickering oil lamp, a thin, old man with a white beard handed a cloth bundle to the jailor, whispering softly, "This can save lives!" The jailor quietly tucked it away.

A thousand and seven hundred years later, a traveler arrived at the shrine of Hua Tuo in Jiangsu County. A couplet was written on the gate:

"The physician who sliced open stomachs truly opened a new path for medicine; yet who could have known a jailer's incompetence would consign the book to flames?

The scholar who valued his integrity disdained serving under a ruthless leader; it is a pity that a historian’s falsification slandered his avoidance for a thousand autumns."

It speaks of how the Three Kingdom's divine physician Hua Tuo entrusted his life's work, the "Medical Practice Scripture," to a jailor on the night before his death. However, the man was too afraid to accept it. Hua Tuo could only burn his work in desperation, causing the medical scripture to be lost forever, a tragedy that can still evoke sighs of regret.

Over the long passage of time, with seas turning into mulberry fields, this event has long faded into the dust of history.

In the late autumn of 1975, at the foot of Nanshan Mountain in Wuyuan County, Jiangxi Province, a crowd of villagers gathered beneath a tall, old locust tree, all gazing up at a notice pasted on its trunk...

Jock traveled through time, but unfortunately, to the wrong place. After achieving the three major accomplishments of time traveler, homeless person, and high school student, he still had to constantly evade the nagging of the One Who Returns All Things to One. Along the way, he encountered a resurrected fox, a famous detective who vowed to put him in jail, and a variety of other people. Armed with an axe, a greatsword, and a smoldering shotgun, he took a determined step through the neon-lit streets of Tokyo. "You little bitches, don't even think about getting in my way! Kill me!"

(Workplace rights + business war + workplace love + reverse attack)

In the Magic Capital, you want to have a big house, a good car, a beautiful and generous lover, and you are just an ordinary white-collar, ordinary accountant? What to do? The protagonist Ren Jiaming is both so, but with luck, with their own efforts, after the mall in the mall, the shallow edge of the love field, is a little bit, trying to get close to such a life...

However, many things are not so simple. With the gradual rise of Ren Jiaming's position in the company, Ren Jiaming saw clearly, from the beginning of his own interview, all the calm and logical indications are actually full of power disputes in the workplace. Let us follow the experience of Renjiaming, little by little to experience this workplace...

[Mainly a curse chapter + slightly all-in-one + crossover with some other comics, but I haven't read them so it doesn't matter much + the female lead is a native]

Easy version

Killing someone is easy, but making someone die a painful death is a bit difficult. After all, one still needs to think. Looking at the gruesome deaths of the people, Chen Xiaoyu, feeling a surge of satisfaction from revenge, looked up and met the eyes of a certain boy who was her white moonlight.

OMG, this scene is like stepping in dog poop. Can the world be destroyed first?

After accepting the invitation of her beloved mentor, a yakuza girl, she entered a vocational college and met a group of friends. Her heart was touched, and a happy life was about to begin. However, after witnessing a series of bizarre operations in the world of sorcery, the icy girl, who thought she had a "good" temper, finally couldn't help but explode.

This world of sorcery...

Deep Version

The girl, clutching a dirty fox doll, walked through the ruins of the world, enveloped by a dark and twisted malice.

It doesn't matter anymore, let it all be destroyed, none of this has anything to do with her.

Vibrant lives wither, and dark buildings collapse.

In the ruins, she saw a blurry face laughing wildly, which looked just like a beautiful rose.

"Rose" saw her too, and the moment "she" turned around, the girl's gaze froze, and time seemed to stand still.

It was a face exactly like hers.

At that moment, "she" reached out her hand to her and lazily greeted her.

"Hello, my other self. Do you need my help?"

As their fingertips touched, the pitch-black world began to collapse. In the moment their souls merged, the girl saw a new "self" being reborn in the blood.