"Are you a salesperson? You're begging!" "Have you ever spoken the truth since you started sales? I don't even believe your punctuation!" Chen Fei, a tech geek, was transferred to the sales department by chance, entering a strange and thrilling world. My fate is in my own hands! Watch him rise and fall in the world of money and power, watching the ups and downs with a smile.

This is a world engulfed in war, where nobles are extravagant and cruel, commoners are worthless, and enslavement and oppression are rampant.

The male protagonist uses a soul crystal created by a system to acquire the memories and skills of another person from their previous life, navigating the complex relationships between various factions. A Grand Mage? A Chosen Priest? A Titled Knight? None of them are as strong as me!

Religious saints, you have been deceiving the people. Go to my house and atone for your sins!

Your Majesty! Your skirt is too short; you are not permitted to attend court!

Dear cousin, you don't seem as vicious as before... We're not related by blood, are we...?

Reaching the summit! Hooray, world!

"Tell me, when faced with an opportunity to rise to the top in one step, can those who consider themselves noble still uphold their principles?" Having accomplished the feat of conquering the world, Caesar, feeling no joy, decided to embark on a mad game. "Really? I can get ten thousand gold just by killing my wife?" "Isn't it just indulging in lust with that dragon? Watch me!" "Summon... what is a plague? Summon one!" Add a little desire, add two spoonfuls of reward, sow the seeds of madness, and reap the fruits of chaos. As the world crumbled, Caesar finally kissed the lips of pleasure. Those who still retained their reason resolved to rebel, but before that absolutely overwhelming emperor, they clearly needed a savior! ...Lancelot: "You mean, my enemy is someone with super strength..."

A college graduate, unable to find a job for three years, had to take the postgraduate entrance exam. After another three years of unemployment following his master's degree, he was forced to pursue a doctorate. Under the relentless pressure of classmates who jumped to their deaths every year because they couldn't graduate with their doctorates, this unfortunate, PhD-level nerdy guy finally endured the final stage of his academic life. Just as he was about to land his first lucrative job, he was abducted by aliens for human experimentation. But that wasn't the worst of it. Even worse, after being ruined by the aliens, he was abandoned on a planet with an unknown environment… Prologue – The Birth of a Nerdy Guy "Ten thousand miles of wind and smoke rise, gathering into banners to slay the black dragon." Luo Yanqi is my name, but its meaning is definitely not as elegant as this poem my father wrote. My father was a heavy smoker, always puffing away. The first half of the poem, "Ten thousand miles of wind and smoke," is purely a figment of his imagination. The second half of the sentence refers to a dog older than me. My father liked to take a deep drag of smoke and then blow it into the dog's nose, amusing himself by watching the dog struggle. The dog died when I was five. Despite my mother's strict prohibition, I ended up being the one blown into the dog's nose, which is why I absolutely hate smoking, especially secondhand smoke. In middle school, I gradually developed a dislike for men who smoke, and by high school, I hated men altogether. Unfortunately, as a human whose gender symbol is upward-pointing, I'm not very attractive to women, which means I have practically no friends. Besides finding solace in novels, comics, and games, I'm seen as a very eccentric person by others. People like me have an unflattering nickname from the Land of the Rising Sun—a shut-in!

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In the late autumn of 1900, the British writer Oscar Wilde passed away at the Hôtel d'Alsace in Paris. His close friend, Robert, handed the manuscript of his novel, The Picture of Dorian Gray, to a mysterious gentleman. Over a century later, a Chevrolet Impala galloped across the ancient lands of North America. A young man from London gazed up at the stars and began a long, endless hunt. Vampires, werewolves, alchemists, wizards—countless aliens and fallen creatures knelt before the black figure. Another late night, silver swords clashed with fangs, sparks flying. "Hello, my name is Dorian L. Gray, a hunter in the employ of the Conspirators." The young man smiled gleefully, decapitating the ugly head—and pulling out the arm that had pierced his heart. "As you can see, the only thing I have in common with my ancestors is this—we,...

Take a bowl, fill it with soil, count one, two, three, four, five. Plant a toad and it becomes a train, plant a soybean and it becomes a tiger. Cultivate a skillful craft, enjoy a lifetime of happiness without suffering. There are 360 ​​paths in life, but who rules each road? That carpenter is skilled, his ink lines divide yin and yang with a flick of his finger, his mortise and tenon joints subdue the eight directions. This blacksmith is capable, his furnace roars with iron fire, his hammer strikes a thousand times, splitting dawn and dusk. There's also a tailor with great ambition, his every thread shaping the world, his needle determining yin and yang. And then there's the cook with a ruthless heart, his iron stove burning like hell, his blade wielding wind and thunder, his bones as fuel. In Wansheng Prefecture, a thousand people, a thousand faces, ten thousand lives, ten thousand changes. Zhang Laifu stands in the sea of ​​people, laughing triumphantly, "Come on, follow me and enjoy happiness!"

Once chosen as a resident of the Demon Apartment, one is compelled to complete ten life-and-death missions. These missions are invariably marked by inexplicable and bizarre phenomena. Failure to complete a mission means certain descent into the abyss!

About This Book:

First and foremost, while this book is a sequel to “Hell Apartment,” readers who have not read “Hell Apartment” will face no obstacles in understanding this story. Rest assured, it can be treated as an entirely new book.

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.

Wild and untamed creatures, growing wildly, their ambitions and desires intertwined, can always forge earth-shattering legends.

A microcosm of reform and opening up, a magnificent miracle of ordinary people rising to prominence.

[Wenye AU, high logic, first-person perspective, no comprehensive, no system, more daily life-oriented, open ending, currently completed]

I, Fumiya Koji, am sixteen years old and running away from home.

What? You ask me why I ran away from home?

Of course, that’s because of that bastard Shuji Tsushima.

When he was alive, my parents told me to learn from him every day. Now that he is gone, they are still urging me to learn from him!

Okay, okay, learn from him, right? I ran away from home too.

only……

Can someone tell me why you, Shuji Tsushima, are hanging out with the underworld?!

Does your politician dad know that you are involved in gangster activities?!

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This story is not suitable for those who are resentful or those who use negative words. Your followers will grow, change, be disliked, and be hurt, because no one is liked by everyone.

There are no villains in the book; everyone just does what they think is right according to their own values.

So even if some children are unlikable, they are not villains. Please forgive their mistakes. If you cannot understand, hate them and don’t want to see them again, please quietly exit.

This book is realistic, but reality is not beautiful. It is about unrequited love, regrets, and accidents, so there will be a little bit of knife.

The first volume is written from Koji's perspective. What you see is from his perspective, so please be skeptical.

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Also, this author is super active, doesn't he post comments to express his own thoughts?