"Imagine we live in a world where people face a white wall their entire lives..."

"But only a few geniuses can glimpse the vast world outside the wall and enjoy colors that mediocre people can't even imagine in their lifetimes?"

"Ah yes, that's what I'm saying, they're all dead or crazy."

Hello passengers, please show your ticket, the special train to the abyss is about to depart.

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PS: To put it simply, it is an underground adventure story full of life, harmony, love, healing and kindness.

Strange talk, a strange thing that uses cognition as food, information as weapon, and information as currency. They are neither living nor dead, existing in the lore of men, living in the shadows of the world.

"Does this mean that I will become a monster?"

In ancient times, they were worshiped as gods and powerful by faith.

"Then I am a god!"

In ancient times, they were regarded as feared by demons and fed on fear.

"I will become the master of ghost stories!"

But under the scouring of the torrent of the times, they gradually disappeared, leaving only paragraphs of text that were regarded as nonsense.

"It is my duty to recast the glory of ghost stories."

But you're not a weirdo, well, you're not human either.

"Well, it's considered a success if you become a monster."

In the era of steam and mystery, becoming a correspondence student at the Thaumatology Academy was something Shad never thought of.

A whispering voice rang in my ears, who was reciting the poems of foreigners——

The old gods and aliens,

When the brassy rings of fate turn,

The golden runes are flickering.

steam surge,

the fire flickers,

Relic echoes,

The old gods revived.

The outstretched hand after the thick fog,

Pull back the hazy curtain of the crazy age.

Guests from afar explore the lands of the Old Continent,

Striking the melody of the next era.

Came here through the gate of time,

Shad put down his suitcase,

Look at the silvery moonlight overhead.

In the end of the era, the ghost wizard was killed in a car accident, the soul crossed, and he found himself in Japan, and he was attached to a Japanese.

I was thinking about taking a name in Japan, and I picked up a newspaper and glanced at it –

Kudo Shinichi, Sherlock Holmes of Japan’s Heisei, the savior of the police? In the trough, how does Laozi wear into the world of the second yuan? Well, all in all, this is a story of a wizard playing a passerby in the Conan world…

“Lu Li, the sinner, slew his fellow disciples and stole the secret sword. Now that the evidence is conclusive, so combined punishment for several crimes will be meted out. He is no longer the disciple of the inner sect. Send him to the eighth level of the Dark Prison. Never be released!”

Lu Li opened his eyes and put his hand on his knee without expression, trying to get up.

“Kneel!”

Lu Li stood up straight and listened to the commotion behind him. A trace of mock flashed across his handsome face, and his eyes glanced all his fellow disciples standing in the square.

Anyone who was glanced by him would subconsciously avoid his eyes. In an instant, the entire sect square fell into an eerie silence.

“Execute him! Immediately!”

Lin Yu passed through and became the eldest son of a big family. There was a beautiful maid accompanying by his side, giving and asking, there was a family business waiting to be inherited, and his status was noble.

Just when he was about to accept this fate with peace of mind and happily enjoy the blessing, he found that the world is not simple.

Various mysterious powers lurked in the dark, and even the most powerful mortals could not fight back in front of them.

Fortunately, he has a martial arts modifier.

Strengthening, deduction, and integration, even the most influential martial arts can be modified into dragon slaying techniques.

“What are the demons and ghosts, I am not afraid of gods, and they will all be punched!”

Here’s the thing.

The big demon Baiju, who was invited down the mountain by the Demon Management Bureau, was very satisfied with the guardian assigned to him.

He was tall and had long legs, with a clean face and a calm temperament. He also cooked well.

And although there was always a strange murmurs from his heart, it wasn’t a big deal.

The only thing that puzzled him was that this human seemed to like to play with his white hair.

Xiao Yao, renown for his elite untouchable presence, with his face buried in dog fur: Hey.

For twenty years, Bai Luo had been thinking that he had been reincarnated in an ordinary world, until one day, a black book appeared in his mind.

“Is there magic in this world?”

Facing Bai Luo’s question, uncle Saros decisively said: “No.”

“But there are miracles.”

“What is a miracle?”

“It can be a sword that can release flames or a pot that can create gold”

“It can be a beautiful girl that was born from a fruit.”

“She can control fog, manipulate storms, and dominate lightning.”

“Magic!”

Bai Luo slapped the table and shouted

“That is definitely magic!”

“No!”

Uncle Saros said,

“This is really a miracle.”

Many years later, Bai Luo looked at the magnificent scenery of the country he had built. He agreed with what uncle Saros said,

“This is a miracle…”

Wen Jianyan was a fraudster that was best at deceiving people.

One day, he was suddenly forced to become a novice anchor in the Nightmare live broadcast room.

Wen Jianyan: “…..”

A newcomer became the most-watched anchor because he was too good at deceiving people.

He lied to his teammates to deceive the audience and NPCs. He could deceive people as well as ghosts.

Sooner or later this guy will overturn!

There were more and more spectators who were gloating with schadenfreude, looking forward for that day.

But…why was the mission in this live room getting more and more strange?

【Senior achor’s side quest: Kiss the evil spirit for 30 seconds】

【Reward: Unknown】

【Top anchor’s main quest: Undress the evil god for three minutes】

【Reward: Unknown】

Audience: Oh, the streamer has mastered a new wealth code? Hurry up, there’s something our paying viewers can’t watch!

The top boss approached step by step, whispering temptations:

“How is it? Selling CP? We can make the fake thing real.”

Wen Jianyan: “…..”

I’m sorry, I’m very principled, thank you for not deceiving yourself.

— Don’t come here!