In the cursed wasteland ruled by the lich lord, there is a new slogan that goes against the ancestors - [Replace the thousand-year sleep with the five-year plan, and make the skeleton soldiers the production model! ] When the soul of the traverser awakened in the body of the lich lord, he found that his territory was full of serfs who were so hungry that they gnawed the soil, and the rotten grass roots in the ground were dimmer than the soul fire in his eyes.

As a doctor of agronomy, he converted the skeleton hall into an agricultural laboratory overnight, and annotated the forbidden spells in the necromancy code one by one: [Rotting Plague = Organic Fertilizer Production Increase Technology], [Skeleton Reconstruction = Fully Automatic Seeding Puppet], [Forced Charm = Artificial Intervention in Livestock Breeding]...

When the Church Knights patrolled the cursed wasteland again after five years, the people of the Holy Light were directly shut down collectively - the Stitched Abomination was pruning the vines with six arms, and the skeletons...

"I am the master of money and wine, the controller of guns and gunpowder, the creator of violence and order, the protector of all gangsters, conspirators, liars, and villains. I am the source of evil, the beginning of chaos, the end of destruction, the end of destruction. All crowns gather on my head, all oceans and monsoons are surging for me, and everyone is calling my name, the King of the North Sea." Bowler hat, stand-up collar windbreaker, rapid-fire gun, prohibition, witchcraft, real name, worship of old gods, this is an era of civilization and chaos. Luen traveled through time and became the only bloodline of the family. He lit a match in the endless undercurrent and ignited the last embers. "My name is Ethan Pauletta, and I will recast the name of my family."

"In this life, I actually reincarnated as a mosquito. Alas, mosquito life is boring!"

"In this life, I reincarnated as a vulture. Alas, bird life is boring, better to just kill myself and return to the heavens!"

"..."

"In this life, I finally reincarnated as a human, but unfortunately, my talent is shallow, there's no path to immortality, and I can't reach the peak of martial arts!"

"In this life, I finally have a spirit root, but unfortunately, it's just a杂(miscellaneous) five-element spirit root. Cultivation is difficult, Foundation Establishment is difficult, and achieving the Dao is even harder!"

"This life failed again, let's see about the next one!"

My name is Jiang Yuan. Three lives as a human, a hundred lives to enter the Dao, and ten thousand lives to become an immortal!

Having reincarnated into a different world, Murong Lin found himself utterly bewildered.

The golden finger system informed him that he needed to eliminate the protagonist—wait, he wasn’t the protagonist?

Innocently, Murong Lin turned his gaze towards the designated heroes, a butcher’s knife clutched in his hand. Regretfully, he realized he had no alternative but to end their lives if he wished to survive.

Hold on, this pig was a protagonist too? And that tree?

Without any choice, Murong Lin found himself forced down the path of bloodshed.

(Unlimited streaming + no heroine + original copy + shifting reasoning + decisive killing)

【Welcome to the weird game】

[As long as you clear the dungeon, you will get everything you want, wealth, power, health... everything]

In the thirty-sixth year since the advent of the strange game, Qiss was pulled into the dungeon by the Lord God.

Gray fog and yellow clouds cover the sky, ghosts and monsters roam the streets, towering dead trees rise from the ground, and skeletons and carrion pile up everywhere.

This is not reality, there is no such thing as morality and conscience; this is not chaos, there are laws and rules that cannot be disobeyed.

Qisi took a look at the rules and found a lot of loopholes that could be exploited.

(This book is also known as "I Will Dominate the Weird" and "I Will Steal Gods in Weird Games")

——Wenqing version (not speaking human language version) Copywriting——

The rules feed on the gods, and the gods sacrifice all living beings.

The strange game is the snare, and the mysterious resurgence is the medium.

Under the cold fig leaf is an indescribable horror.

Not wanting to be controlled by fate, Si Qi jumped out of his shackles.

Tear apart morality and dance alone on the border between black and white; break away from the rules and build your own throne.

He is not a god in this life, but Weird Games has already prepared a god status for him and welcomed his return with a feast of death.