Lin Yan wakes up to find himself transmigrated to a fantasy world of cultivation, possessing the body of a cow or horse with the same name, and immediately finds himself being chased...

Protagonist: You dare kill me without the system? You still dare kill me with the system? What's the point of having the system then? Am I the only ant in this entire otherworld? Why do you keep chasing me? It's the same as dying anyway! No one in this world can judge me. Go talk to my system!

A post-apocalyptic survival story, a farming and development tale. Various structures are gradually deployed to a bizarre and dangerous world, where inhabitants band together to survive. Different floors within the same building are divided into large and small factions, each occupying unique resource points. They develop all sorts of bizarre and fantastical abilities, fighting against the unknown and fighting for survival as a team. Living here is tough, but survival is everything.

I've been drained of energy lately, and when I'm low on energy, all I want to do after a busy day is give up. So, I'll be taking a break from updating this book for now... until I get through these six months (hopefully only six months...).

[Kicking down lunchboxes, smashing brains, beating up the Heavenly Dao, reverse mind reading between the high school and teacher training periods, and a brief interlude of amnesia later on (no melodrama!! I promise, he'll probably recover in less than two chapters) [Grandpa's Story], definitely a happy ending]

As a descendant of a family of managers in the time tunnel, Luo Qianxia entered this world after being "carefully selected".

Before entering: This plot is so abstract.

After entering:

Chinatsu: "Huh? You didn't become a magical girl?"

Xiao Luo: "..." You're quite abstract too.

…………

Gojo Satoru: You specially brought me Kikufuku on the mission. Chinatsu-chan must really like me. Gojo-sama is indeed the most charming.

Xia Youjie: Qianxia is a treasure.

Ieiri Shoko: Mizuno Chinatsu is all soft and gentle. Although she's a bit boisterous, she's also surprisingly sunny, unlike a sorcerer.

Haibara Yu: Senpai is a great food buddy! She's incredibly talented!

Nanami Kento: Mizuno-senpai is a very reliable senior.

Su Nuo: Tch, what a troublesome woman, how dare she forget me, the great one.

Shinichi Kudo: A man shrouded in mystery.

Matsuda Jinpei: How come you have two identities?

...

It's mostly slice-of-life; the author's intelligence is limited, so they can't write anything mind-bending.

If it's out of character, blame it on jjxx; the author is a terrible writer. I've finished building up my defenses, so feel free to offer suggestions, and I'll try my best to revise. But if the supplement insults me! I can't take it; it'll break me.

[Nonsensical] [Shameless] [Unconventional]

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In a hidden corner of the demon realm.

The little monsters sat beside the tall skeleton, listening to the old monster tell stories of the past.

“In the past, humans were terrified of us demons.”

"We have vast tracts of land in the human realm, expansive and beautiful soil, and warm and comfortable dwellings..."

"When the human children heard that we were coming, they were so scared that they didn't even dare to cry. Hehe, they were so domineering."

"And then what happened?" the little monsters asked curiously. "Why are we hiding here now, digging up tree roots?"

"And then..." The old monster's eyes trembled slightly, as if recalling the most terrifying events of the past.

"The world is in an uproar over Yue Wen."

...

...

"Congratulations! Our 'Yue Family Cultivation Agency' is widely loved by the people of Jiangcheng and has been selected as the best cultivation institution of the year. Master Yue, could you share with everyone why you have achieved such success?"

On television, an ethereal female reporter raises a microphone.

“You might not believe it,” Yue Wen replied seriously, “I have seen a dragon.”

Years later, Jiang Heyi recalled the night he logged into "Evidence of the Stars," and couldn't help but ponder a question. He had simply formed a gaming guild, gathered a few friends, and dreamt of happily experiencing a new game in his dreams. Why had the graphics become increasingly outrageous? Clearing new dungeons, luring NPCs back home, becoming the winner in life, and then reincarnating into another world to save another? He wasn't being modest. How did a mere gamer become the founder of a T0 guild?

When the Chinese champion Xinghuo Liaoran first stepped onto Teresen College

She then encountered her greatest nemesis in this life.

Emperor of the East Sea

The battle for the three championships ended in a disappointing defeat for both teams.

"If you beat me at the Arima Memorial, you can have anything you want."

I want you!

Several years ago, an accident left Mo Bai paralyzed on one side of his body, and he passed away in agony.

After his life ended, Mo Bai was given the chance to be resurrected in the infinite world.

By continuously clearing levels, you can not only survive but also heal your legs and stand up again.

[Playing House]

System: "Ding, hello player, players in this world are divided into spectator group and combat group."

System: "You are a spectator player and have been awarded the title 'Flawed Porcelain Doll.' You can display your charm to make the monsters automatically move away from you..."

In an effort to regain his health, Mo Bai excitedly swung his metal baseball bat and smashed the monster's head.

Mo Bai: "System, what did you say?"

System: "I didn't say anything. Congratulations to the player for leveling up and obtaining the title 'The Broken Iron Doll'."

The Earl's Villa

System: "System friendly reminder: 'The broken iron doll' - you can demonstrate its aesthetic value, and the Earl will let you play with it..."

Mo Bai killed the perverted count with an ice hammer.

Mo Bai: "System, what did you say?"

System: "I didn't say anything."

After passing several levels, Mo Bai asked the system in confusion, "System, why is my dungeon more difficult than others'?"

System: "Because you never follow the walkthrough! Look at how high your title has gone! Fight on, 'Solid Diamond'! Are you still a spectator?"

Mo Bai: "Oh, I don't like your strategy guide. I refuse to view it!" Theme: A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Xiongying, who was dying in Ma Xiuying's arms, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

The time-space gate opened, and Ling Xiao, who was doing a time-space rescue mission for the first time, rushed in. Seeing that the person was not dead, he couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief, and turned to the dumbfounded and doubtful old Zhu and made a condition: "To change fate against the will of heaven, the territory of the Ming Dynasty must exceed 13.72 million square kilometers within a hundred years, otherwise the Ming Dynasty, which will last for 276 years in the future, will perish prematurely."

Liu Bei, who led the people across the river, looked exhausted at the fleeing army that was moving forward at a snail's pace every day and people kept joining, and didn't know what to do.

Ling Xiao stepped forward: "Someone gave you 10,000 bicycles and 10,000 carts, please sign for them."

Zhuge Liang, who was running out of energy, said: "Oh, great heaven, how can you be so unkind to me."

Ling Xiao walked out of the space-time gate with Liu Bei, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and others: "Prime Minister, please don't die yet. Someone sent you a million boxes of instant noodles, and 100,000 crispy college students also want to cause trouble for you, no, they are helping you for free!"

Regardless of the pain and despair of the common people or the eternal regrets of historical figures,

Ling Xiao tried his best to rescue them.

Although he knew that

the worlds were too big and his ability was too small,

everyone who was in a desperate situation hoped that someone would lend a hand.

So Ling Xiao wanted to say something very presumptuous: Hope is forever, I am on my way!

"Others are gnawing on tree bark in the apocalypse, while I'm eating tomahawk steak in a luxury RV; others are selling their dignity for a bottle of water, while my mineral water could fill the Pacific Ocean; when all the survivors are begging for asylum—sorry, this space only accepts stunningly handsome men."

Meteorologist Su Wanqing was reborn three days before the end of the world. The ancient jade handed down from ancestors in her left hand turned into the "Eternal Box", and the stockpiling system in her right hand gave her crazy critical rebates.

Torrential rain flooded the city? She emptied the world's largest warehouse supermarket and built a cloud garden a thousand meters above the sky.

Is the extreme cold cracking the earth? She recreated the Burj Al Arab in Dubai and enjoyed premium Wagyu beef in the hot spring pool.

When the purple-haired mixed-race handsome boy huddled in the corner, soaking wet, she casually threw the towel aside and said, "Call me sister, and I'll build you an oceanarium."

The abstinent white-haired professor was besieged by zombies. She drove an armored RV to crush the zombie tide: "Teacher Lu, do you want to try this mobile villa that can take a shower, cook, and even transform?"

Until one day she discovered:

A tea-scented, half-blood perfumer whose tears can cure the zombie virus;

A cold-blooded mechanical genius who dismantled a military nuclear power plant with his bare hands;

Even the red-haired wolf cub that was picked up can flatten a mountain when it goes berserk!

"Is it too late to return it now?"

"It's too late."

The handsome men pressed her against shelves stacked with supplies, their purple eyes reflecting the cold gleam of guns. "Sister, aren't you going to build a post-apocalyptic Garden of Eden? We're much more useful than canned goods."

In this doomsday carnival, who is the real prey?