Survival in the apocalypse, system games, power management, multiple female protagonists, dark reality flow, and talent combination battles.

Personality: Suspicious, domineering, selfish, has a desire to conquer, and is fickle. He gradually learns limited team management as he grows up, but his nature is difficult to change.

[Multiple female protagonists, collection and cultivation, traditional development, non-invincible text, small dark room, decisive killing]

Lu Xiu traveled to an urban world where everyone despised witches and became a cannon fodder awakener at the bottom of the Church of Light, where he could die in a mission at any time.

Just when he was used as bait by the captain and sent to hunt down a seriously injured witch, the [Witch Storage System] was activated!

[Choice 1: Kill the witch in front of you. Mission Reward: +10 Church of Light Merit Points, 1 one-time R-level supernatural power "Holy Light Bullet" exchange voucher.]

[Option 2: Subdue the witch in front of you. Mission Reward: Open the "Mustard Seed Space", gain initial points +100, and witch soul compatibility +20.]

Do I even need to choose?

From then on, Lu Xiu never looked back on his quest to subdue witches.

While others were patrolling, he was recruiting witches. While others were cultivating, he was still recruiting witches.

While his former enemies and those who looked down on him were still gloating over their achievements, behind Lu Xiu stood a witch army consisting of SSR-level cat girls, B-level illusionists, and A-level dragon girls!

As long as you conquer a witch, you can get points and power feedback. The higher the witch's qualifications and the stronger her strength, the more benefits he will get!

In the eyes of others, witches are disasters and walking merits.

In Lu Xiu's eyes, they are mobile experience packs and top resources for him to become stronger!

"Ding! Subdue the SSR-level shadow cat demon!"

"Ding! Subdue the B-rank Phantom Witch!"

[Evil Woman] + [Love Float] + [Decisive Killing] + [Martial Arts Level Up] + [Fun Fighting!] "Princess, I heard Linxi Temple is very effective. Don't you really want to make a wish?" "A wish? It should be made to me." "That's true, but since you're here, Princess." "..." "Then send me a prince consort to play with." "He must be obedient and well-behaved, and obsessed with my body, so obsessed that he'd kneel down and kiss my feet." "Princess, you're not talking about a prince consort, you're talking about a dog." "Then he must also be smart, clever, brave, ambitious, and knowledgeable..." "Well, that's all for now. I'll add to it later." She said this jokingly. As Princess Anle set out to return to the palace, she suddenly saw the Bodhisattva enshrined in Linxi Temple smile at her. —————————————————————— Yang An, who had just graduated from college, was in a state of frustration. Good news: He traveled through time and got a cheat that increased his combat power tenfold from the start. Bad news: He fell into the hands of the evil woman that same day. Good news: The bad woman has the most beautiful face in the world, and she's a princess. Bad news: She's too bad!!! —————————————————————— In the icy snow. At Qin Guo'er's feet, Yang An sweated profusely. Desperately grasping her jade foot, more beautiful than porcelain! The foot that was about to crush his throat! What to do! Waiting online! Very anxious!

Three months of heavy rain and floods, five months of extreme cold and snowstorms, seven months of high temperature disasters, the end of the world is coming, more than 80% of the human race has died, and we are facing an unprecedented disaster.

Before the end of the world, the witch Su Miao began to hoard supplies frantically.

After the end of the world came, she, who suffered from social anxiety, hid in a villa in a tourist area, shivering while eating delicious food.

She just wanted to live a good life until one day, there was a knock on the door...

After a rebirth, I finally understand that a man's respect and favor are never reliable. Since that's the case, I'll rely on myself to win a new life of splendor and elegance. Your stepmother plotted to murder you, your sister was treacherous, so I'll destroy your support and pluck out your wings. See what arrogance you still have? Your grandmother is a hypocrite, your father is hypocritical and exploitative. Then I'll tear off your disguise and sever your hopes. See what you can still scheme with? Watch her, in her splendid gown, fight her stepmother, punish the scumbag, disrupt the government, and prosper! But, man who dares to scheme against her, stop right there. Who gave you permission to scheme against me?

The overgrown Wayne Manor and the pristine and deserted Batcave.

Twenty years after Bruce fell in Crime Alley with his parents, Gotham didn't get any worse.

But it doesn't seem to be getting any better.

As the Joker wiped off his pale makeup, the young Penguin was still biding his time, and Harvey was still racking his brains to get rid of Maroni's gang.

The whole world is so real that it makes people shudder.

Maybe there is a lack of a spoonful of base wine called "extreme villain"

Maybe it lacks some embellishments of strange arts and mutants

But this does not affect the fierce taste of this "Bloody Mary".

Drink it, drink it all in one gulp!

Then, in a state of intense dizziness, witness the birth of a "heterodox" Batman.

[Exploration level] + [Rigorous and hardcore] + [Reasonable plot] + [No reading threshold] + [No reduction in intelligence]

An absolutely rigorous backroom exploration survival article, using the Wikidot version of Backrooms, with original document images and self-made images.

"If you accidentally cut out of reality at the wrong place, you'll end up in the back room, where there's nothing but putrid, damp carpets, a maddening yellow drabness, the incessant hum of fluorescent lights at full blast, and about six hundred million square miles of randomly divided, empty rooms that you're stuck in. And if you hear anything lingering nearby, God help you, because it's sure to hear you too..."

The W version of Level C-549 is also published by the author himself, with quality guaranteed, so you can read it with confidence!

[Thriller game + live broadcast + fireworks + crazy fun people + no CP + unlimited flow]

When reality is eroded by mysterious forces, randomly selected players around the world are forced into a "horror survival game"—

Here, murderers, monsters, illusions, spooky buildings, spooky bells... are everywhere.

Survival is the only rule!

While everyone was struggling to survive, Su Luo traveled through time and space and became the Fireworks in "Break Iron" and awakened the [Fireworks Role-playing System]!

[System Tips: As long as you have fun, you can gain "Happiness Points", improve your role-playing ability, and unlock skills, attributes, and special abilities!]

Hanabi: "What? You want me to have fun in a horror game?"

Very good, then we can only ignore the ethics of martial arts.

While all the new players are struggling to survive, she is firmly on the path to a happy life!

While others were trying their best to avoid the murderer, she was thinking about how to have some fun with him!

From then on, she went crazy killing in the dungeon!

While other players are desperately trying to survive——

Hanabi: Axe man, give me a smile; Smiley face, can you change your face? Spider brother, lend me your legs!

Barrage audience: Help, isn’t she a monster?!

But no one knows that the truly terrifying person is not the murderer, but the slightly crazy girl!

At this time, countless gifts were given, and the number of fans of Huo Huo continued to increase!

"Fireworks, Fireworks, invincible!"

"The stage is ready, please applaud the fireworks!"

Killing game? Then I won't hold back!

I am just happy!

Notice: [Chapter 39 is a side story about a parallel world unrelated to the main story, please skip it.] Even many years later, Lin Xi still dreams. In his dreams, he is still just an ordinary person, and his brother is still alive. The Apollo has not made any positioning errors, and the warp...

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