Lin Yun travels through parallel worlds, binds national destiny, and participates in the creation game!

Creating worlds and stories in the "creation space" can feed back the corresponding country and itself!

However, in parallel worlds, there are not many stories at all, and there are very few in China!

So after participating in the competition, Lin Yun backhandedly created the world of Super Beast Arms and took him to China!

When the ninjas of "Little Days" are still fighting, China's Super Beast Team is fulfilling its mission!

When "Spider-Man of the Lighthouse Kingdom" is still confused, Pluto and Snow King have already conquered the universe!

Pluto: Only through the sevenfold solitude can one become truly strong!

Little Days: That's more of a fart! Our ninja, not even a fart in front of the super beast!

Lighthouse Country: Don’t show off China, our Spider-Man is about to be trampled to death by your super beast!

After that, Lin Yun even created the world of armor, the world of Kuiba, and the green grassland. . . . . Achieve the only creation god! . .

In the celestial empire, during the ninth year of the Mandate of Heaven,

Chaos reigns across the land, and the people suffer.

The royal governance collapses, and western barbarians with their pantheon of gods invade.

New warlords arise, claiming territories; the Taiping rebels wreak havoc, leading to widespread misery.

Calamities like floods, droughts, earthquakes, sandstorms, tornadoes, acid rain, blood moons, and meteor falls occur in succession.

Countless demons roam, strange beings thrive, spirits mingle with the inexplicable, and mysterious phenomena arise.

In these dark and tumultuous times, Tao Qian opens his eyes to find himself about to be beheaded at the vegetable market...

In days long past, destiny was forged—golden spears in hand, iron steeds at the ready—seizing dominion over the realm. The Heavenly Sect rose to prominence, forever subduing the four directions. Amid this splendor, a decadent celestial melody suffused the land.

Yet now, a great calamity draws near. The once-glorious golden age lies reduced to broken walls and ruined pillars, while bleached bones lie beneath wild grass.

Ambition festers within the sects—who still cares for the nation’s welfare?

The mighty indulge in lavish excess—who will answer the pleas of the common folk?

Blood and tears ripple like waves, beseeching the heavens to spare the children’s remains. The Arcane Laws push the limits of heaven and earth, and beacon fires flare once more, striving to quell chaos.

Step onto the path of the heavens; cut down the path of fate. In this dark and muddied world, a single sword may reduce all to ashes!

“The Black Wings have left their mark on my body, and I am able to raise their followers. From now on, crows will always be by my side. Their strength grows day by day, and I will rise higher and higher with them.” -

"To the Black Feathered Hour" by Anonymous

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After traveling to Britain in the late 19th century, it seems that I have gained the ability to enslave crows, and the stronger the crows are, the more powerful I am!

Wait, this isn't Daying?

magic? What kind of unscientific stuff is this? Vampire, werewolf? What kind of fantasy stuff is this?

Forget it, does this prevent me from opening a detective agency?

The beautiful British-style detective is here! Get out of the way!

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※No male protagonist, female protagonist warning; some coc and Wod worldviews are integrated, mainly made up by me.

Xu Qing woke up to find himself turned into a Zombie.

Zombies do not die; their life is endless, yet they suffer from the lack of a method to evolve and ascend!

Facing a chaotic era where ceremonies and music collapse, and demons and strange creatures emerge endlessly, Xu Qing chooses to remain under the radar and becomes the most inconspicuous Corpse Driver in the shadowy profession of corpse craftsman, earning various rewards by performing rites for the dead each day.

Be it folk arts, innumerable professions, or the nation's destiny and heaven's will, gods, ghosts, and the extraordinary, Xu Qing hides within a shop, mastering them all.

Watching clouds rise and fall, witnessing the dynasties change and old acquaintances fade; with eyes opening and closing, witnessing the vicissitudes of life, thousands upon thousands of years, my form remains unchanged, eventually becoming an eternal name among the immortals!

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[Alternative Longevity Stream, Folklore and Anomalies, Management Daily, Steady Cultivation]

[No rebirth][No cuckold][No routine][No revenge][But abstract]

[I witnessed the end of the world, I watched the fall of the gods, I am the walker of doomsday]

Jiang Chen was selected by the Doomsday System and had to enter one doomsday world after another.

Biochemical zombies, torrential rain and floods, high temperatures during the day, extreme cold in glaciers, nuclear explosion wasteland, strange resurrection...

Every doomsday is extremely dangerous, but Jiang Chen directly gains a new concept of divine ability every day, and can also draw cards!

[Compressed biscuits][Self-heating hot pot][Canned fruit]

Countless materials that are extremely scarce in the end times can be converted through cards.

Jiang Chen originally wanted to lie down and play in the end times, draw cards and enjoy the scenery.

As a result... one day, he drew [Zombie Card], [Resurrection Card], [Earth Card], [Universe Card]

The style of painting began to become strange.

This book is also known as "What does it mean to have countless trump cards?"

"In the End of the World: The System Begs Me to Stop"

"In the extremely cold apocalypse, it makes sense for me to have a zombie bodyguard, right?"

"Sorry, if you have resurrection you can really do whatever you want"

"Stop it, Moshi, he has all the cards!"

Humans don't need to pay for the sins committed in a game, right~

So,

In reality, I'm timid and obedient; in the game, I strike with a heavy fist.

In reality, I abide by the law and love peace; in the game, no grass grows where I tread, and rivers of blood flow.

Originally,

There shouldn't have been any problem,

Until the game timeline overlapped with reality, and I actually inherited the extremely evil organization I created in the game...

[Iron Eater]: Feed on iron, and you can draw power from the essence it contains.

[Blood Frenzy]: All your attributes multiply as your health drops. If your base stats are high enough, then with a sliver of health, you might even slay a god.

[Feast]: The blood of your kind gives off an irresistible fragrance. Devour them, and you shall gain eternal life~

Liu Wu traveled to a post-apocalyptic world that had just experienced a nuclear war and entered a nuclear winter, where mutant creatures were rampant and predators were rampant.

When he was almost in despair, he unexpectedly discovered that he had the ability to create items and upgrade them.

Resist plunderers, establish an industrial system, build a mechanical army that roams the world and dominate the doomsday!

Place of Birth: Bone Sea Identity: Skeleton… In the next moment, Yun Ming, still in a daze, was swept into the battlefield. Thus, a bewildered gray bone was ruthlessly hijacked by fate. What kind of unknowns will he face?

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The world swam into focus through a haze of gray-white mist, the only sound a persistent, dry crackling in unseen ears. Yun Ming’s consciousness flickered, slowly anchoring itself to a body lying flat on… bones. Countless bones, forming a desolate, shifting landscape beneath him. He tried to sit up, but agony exploded through his frame, sharp and absolute. Looking down, he saw not flesh, but gray-white ribs. Above, slender leg bones stretched where his own should be.

“I… am a skeleton?” The thought echoed in the hollow cavity of his skull, a silent scream of disbelief swallowed by the oppressive mist. Around him, other skeletal figures stirred, mindless automatons rising from the osseous sea, only for some to suddenly collapse, scattering back into the landscape like brittle twigs. Death was palpable here, a constant presence reinforced by the chilling whispers of disintegration.

A voice, alien yet intimate, suddenly bloomed within his mind, urging him forward, into the unknown grayness. With excruciating effort, fueled by a primal fear and a dawning, terrifying awareness, Yun Ming forced his fragile new body upright. This was the Bone Sea. This was his new, horrifying beginning. And in this realm of endless death, survival was the only imperative. His journey, fraught with pain and the constant threat of dissolution, had just begun.

No buddy, I really have nothing to do with the witch sect.

Yes, it's true that I'm an assassin, and it's also true that I used to be a man, but I really didn't drink the "witch" potion on purpose - no, no one forced me to drink it, and I don't want to change. The potion was snatched from the mouth of a member of the Witch Cult. How would I know that the promotion of "Instigator" would have such an effect?

Mr. Colonel, please believe me, I have lived an upright life. Money, status, honor...which one was not earned by my own hard work? Who doesn't know that I have done good for the kingdom? Let me see the king! I was awarded the title by the wise King George III himself.

Oh no, you are prejudiced. I didn't bewitch the king, I didn't make any deals, that's what witches do, I'm an upright female knight -

ah? !

What does "As long as I am willing to be your personal maid, you will let me go" mean?

Fuck you!

I'd better send you to the Kingdom of Storms to reunite with your mother!

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Accidentally taking a "witch" potion and turning into a petite loli? It was just a little bit of hardship, but it was not enough to erase Chloe's ambition to achieve success and realize class advancement.

However, in the swirling tide of the times, how can this be easy?

The Eighth Bureau, the Steam Church, the royal conspiracy, the forces are complicated; the revival of the ancient gods, the industrial revolution, the world war, the road ahead is difficult. The steel jungle is filled with steam and fog. Only with a sharp blade in hand can you break the web of fate and compose a glorious legacy.

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Weird fan fiction, single, no CP, no ambiguity, not traveling through a book.