What do you think aristocrats are like? Noble, loyal, self-disciplined, and brave?

In fact, they are just a group of the most filthy maggots, blood-sucking worms crawling on countless humans. They are despicable and lowly. They deserve to die and should be sent to hell to be with the devil.

But the sad thing is that almost every human on the continent of Saint Nuo has the lifelong dream of becoming a noble.

The famous scholar Santiago Treles died in his home the day after he made this shocking statement.

When Santiago was found, his body was covered with bruises and his skin was torn. It was obvious that he had gone through countless inhuman tortures before his death. However, after a detailed investigation, the local officials wrote "suicide" in the closing statement.

On the vast continent of Saint Nuo, there live countless races, including humans, elves, orcs, dwarves, and dragons. Fighting spirit and magic complement each other, and war and survival are eternal.

The protagonist traveled through time with a small semi-intelligent chip in his mind and became a pioneer knight. He started from a small island and with the help of magic, he plunged into this magnificent era and embarked on the journey to the empire.

Keywords: farming, war, development, fighting, magic, knight.

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?

[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?

Mecha is a man’s romance, and conquering the starry sky with a mecha is even more of a man’s romance!

The vast universe, five major empires, sub-dimensional creatures, cosmic monsters, planetary life, super-dimensional wars, and atomic disasters!

If you want to conquer the universe, how can you be too weak?

This is a story about a mecha boy who keeps getting stronger and conquers the universe.

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...

A burst of bright light, the mainland shattered!

Everyone is allocated on an island two meters square!

Starting with a broken fishing net, how to survive depends on your ability!

“Dip, the sign-in system is activated!”

“Successfully signed in on the first day and got a fully automatic fishing net!”

“Others rely on ability, and I have a system!”

Xiao Yi took a bite of the grilled fish and muttered.

While others were still struggling on the four-square-meter island, a villa was built on Xiao Yi’s island and he was able to achieve fruit freedom!

[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.]

Chen Jian's time travel is different from others: they all travel to ancient times, but he possesses only animal skins and a stone axe. Starting from a matriarchal clan, he developed and perpetuated a civilization. Was it feudal statehood or unified prefectures and counties? Was it the distinction between the state and the wild, or barbaric conquest? Was it a hundred schools of thought contending, or a hundred saints uniting? Was it a single deity or a universal faith in ancestors? Was it a bloody accumulation of cotton silkworms cannibalizing humans? Or was it a humanistic care and a utopian dream of universal harmony? To enjoy the happiness of civilization, one must experience its pain. The ability to be reborn after death allows him to experience the growth of this civilization through a variety of identities. Tribal member, noble, slave, emperor, commoner, scholar, hired laborer, captain of the Age of Exploration, capitalist of the Age of Primitive Accumulation, conscript in the trenches, the mastermind of a major trust... With the same head in different buttocks, what kind of encounters and insights will arise?

Liu Chuan traveled back in time to Japan in 1985, where he unexpectedly founded a game company and embarked on a journey of success against all odds.

Starting a company, making games, and developing consoles—you can't do them all.

Expanding into the domestic market and dealing with piracy, see how Liu Chuan cleverly resolves the challenges.

How will Nintendo, Sega, Sony, Microsoft... deal with these competitors?

No system, no system, absolutely no system. Okay, there's just a NAS hard drive to make the story a little more plausible.

The eternal night is coming, and the killing field is coming.

Gods have fallen, and hundreds of demons are walking at night.

You can stand in front of the stage and announce the arrival of the wave of the times to the world, or you can hide in the darkness and watch others struggle for survival.

Free your mind and embrace your destiny. This is an absolutely real game. Here is the killing field of the earth.