Words are like silk, weaving the warp and weft of stories; stories are like rivers, settling the pebbles of knowledge; knowledge is like fire, forging the stars of wisdom; and in the folds of time, the ancient light of civilization shines forth.

[Infinite Flow Alien Survival][Kill Monsters to Upgrade][No Cheats (Small Opening Does Not Count)]

Everyone travels through time, and Lin Qian becomes one of the survivors in the Infinite Building.

Here, behind every door is an unknown new world.

While others were still hesitating and afraid to go out, Lin Qian had already become a supervisor because of a gambling game.

[Level 1 Supervisor Salary: Gain one free attribute per day]

"Um?"

"If that's the case, then it doesn't matter if my colleague is ugly, as long as he doesn't eat me."

Zombie crisis, weird resurgence, cyberpunk, no one knows what is behind the door.

Cleanup missions, survival missions, and regional trials.

No matter what method you use, the only way to survive is to become stronger.

In an era where humanity is facing its end, the world is a dangerous game of gods, miracles, and the supernatural. It's a place of extraordinary creatures, forbidden knowledge from books, and cyclical paradises—where every gift of fate comes with a hidden, heavy price.

The story follows the protagonist, Jiang Qing, who finds himself trapped in this reality. He introduces himself with a grim outlook: "My name is Jiang Qing. It's a pity that after tonight, I will disappear forever." He is on a predetermined path with no option for retreat; from the moment he opens the door in front of him, his past is erased, leaving only a single, long, and seemingly endless road forward. The narrative follows his journey as he navigates this world of scripts and survival, where every step is a struggle against a foretold doom.

A modern city full of evil spirits and anomalies.

Ji Li, who failed in mechanical ascension, found himself turned into a weak natural person and was nailed upside down on a cross.

Fortunately, his intelligent core "Ascension Protocol" originally integrated in the brain in the tank is still functioning normally, and has a small chemical reaction with this strange world.

"Whether it is a ghost or an evil spirit, I will turn you all into my prosthesis."

"Your evil spirit can transform into a vampire, but I am a Cybertronian."

The devil comes from the human heart; unnatural death, alienated mental illness, evil spirits, cognitive weapons, soul wells...

cognition determines power; contracted demons, mourners, wanderers, splitters...

the world overlaps and grows; the inner world, the reflection world, the spirit hell...

[Cthulhu Style + Anomaly Containment + Superpowers + Mystery + Eldritch]

Over three hundred years ago, humanity received a "Gilded Aluminum Plate" from a higher-dimensional world known as the Pioneer Plate.

Based on the hieroglyphic script upon it, humans provisionally translated its title as — Shēn Xuān Lù (訷諻籙).

At the same time—

The world underwent dimensional elevation. Humanity began to evolve.

They deciphered from the Shēn Xuān Lù the records of mysterious beings from even higher dimensions.

And came to realize…

The invasion from the higher dimensions had already begun long before the plate arrived.

The eldritch descends. High-dimension invades.

Logic disintegrates. Civilization stalls.

A group of dimensionally elevated individuals with special abilities press forward in the dusk—before the sun falls completely.

Mere beasts vast enough to drink rivers and swallow seas?

Mere mountains of flesh with a hundred oozing black-blooded eyes?

Mere apocalyptic zombie tides blotting out the sky?

Mere bizarre, chaotic, incomprehensible oddities?

All these fears... do they truly arise just from insufficient firepower?

Glimpses from the corners of your vision.

Terror swimming through your sea of consciousness.

Eldritch entities lurking within your dreams.

Divine names whispered from unknown mouths.

Can the bullets in your gun... strike the monster inside your mind?

[Flesh + Bones + Doomsday Disaster + Lovecraftian Survival + Civilization Graveyard]

When the mist descended and aberrant horrors howled outside the windows, all players cowered in crumbling shelters, trembling. But Bai Yi found himself teleported right onto the face of the deity "Endless Flesh," witnessing the terrifying feast of the flesh planet being devoured by something even more monstrous—the splattered fragments of flesh and bone that rained down became his only beginner's gift.

Some used mystical seeds to upgrade their shelters, striving to cultivate a World Tree. Others fused theirs with eldritch idols, attempting to establish a Great Cult. And some utilized remnants of lost technology to fortify their shelters, hoping to resist the calamity with science.

Bai Yi, however, fused his shelter with endlessly proliferating flesh and bone.

On the day of its evolution, newly formed bone plates structured themselves into a honeycomb-like support system within the fleshy walls, their surfaces covered in a translucent membrane that revealed the pulsating network of veins beneath. The ceiling sprouted rib-like skeletal rings, while the floor was overgrown with writhing flesh, from which occasional tentacles slithered out.

"Can this... really still be called a shelter?"

Staring at the fully transformed, flesh-and-bone abomination of a refuge, Bai Yi gulped.

[Note: The protagonist's strength remains within the top tier, not overwhelmingly beyond others. This is not a lighthearted story.]

In the misty world, the elegant nobleman in a tuxedo looks at the machinery with huge gears.

In the steam, the silver pocket watch on the chest rattled with the clockwork, attracting the attention of the crows.

On the surface, the mysterious fantasy world has faded, gears roaring with steam, and the ancient and mysterious “sequences” appear real as the pages of the book are turned.

With the running group system, Diago traveled to this mysterious world that combines steampunk and wizards.