A mist shrouds the world, a chaotic and eerie era.

In this world, human lives are as cheap as grass.

Yet, life can still be lived with grandeur and passion.

The so-called Rainy Night Killer, the psychiatrist for the insane, the god of the bizarre, the war king of humanity—

They are all just roles I, Lin Jue, have played.

"My name is Lin Jue. I am an actor. Everything in this world exists within my script."

Lin Lan traveled to another world and became an insignificant little lord.

At first, he just wanted to make a living by picking up garbage with the help of his golden finger, until a strange natural disaster struck the earth, revealing the unknown secrets of history to him.

The starry sky is a lie and the sea is an illusion.

The pioneers sleep in the darkness, and the end of the world has already sounded the horn to swallow everything.

In this last train of civilization leading to extinction, history always spirals downward uncontrollably, and people who are addicted to beautiful dreams are reluctant to open their eyes.

Lin Lan helplessly realized that she could no longer continue to be a slacker.

So from that year on, an immortal mad lord emerged in the prosperous Age of Exploration.

He is mysterious, powerful, crazy, and rebellious. The truth of artillery he grasps makes everyone...

[Easy to think about· Growth storyline· Doomsday copy· Multi-character group portrait· Occasionally kill· Not mindless and fun]

Client: "The world will be destroyed in seven days! Extreme cold, famine, zombies... No one has ever believed me. You said I'm your client and you want to help me? What ability do you have to help me?"

Su Jin: "Calm down my friend, I never ask my clients to judge me by my winning rate. Please judge me by my losing record, because I never fail.

Some people call me the King of Shelter, some call me the God of Magic Industry, some call me the Doomsday Equipment Tycoon, and some call me the Little Prince of Supermarket..."

"No matter what, as long as you obey my arrangements, I can guarantee that you will survive the early stages of any doomsday disaster."

"Early stage?! What about the later stage? What should we do in the later stage?"

"In the later stages, of course, you will level up by killing monsters, the rise of the wasteland, the struggle for world domination, and the restart of civilization... But this has nothing to do with me. It's your own business."

"Who are you then? What is your purpose?"

"It's simple. I'm just a doomsday survival solution provider."

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I have finished the old books "Rogue Emperor Teacher" and "The First Chaos in the Immortal Cultivation World"

Dear Father Moran Anderson: Congratulations! Although you never smoked, you have been fortunate enough to be diagnosed with lung cancer at an age when your soul is still fresh. Unfortunately, your business of raising "Children of Hell" is not yet complete, and this Duke has been forced to invoke the "delayed death" clause. After all, these slippery little creatures are far less cuddly than they appear. Please ensure that they are regularly fed with delicious souls, whether human, demonic, or angelic. Don't forget to abide by the "Heaven-Hell Truce" and the "Exorcist Association Management Act." You wouldn't want Michael, Gabriel, and the others to know about our transaction, would you? If you have any further questions, you can consult this Duke directly in Hell. I look forward to the day when I can personally harvest your soul. ———Lucifer, the Arrogant Duke, you are trustworthy...

"An alchemist who can't cook doesn't make a good cult leader."

Traveling through another world with the [Forge of Destiny], Horn discovered that this world was even crazier than he had imagined.

The high sun has been split, the gods who judged history have gone away, monsters breed in the shadows, and malice comes from beyond the world.

Esotericism, Apprentice, Strange Objects, Dream World, Secret History, Worms, Si Chen.

Eight principles, seven marks, invisible secrets, great knowledge, the path to ascension.

At first, Horn just wanted to save his life, until -

You burned [forbidden knowledge] and gained [multifaceted teachings]

You transformed the [Flesh and Blood Altar] and obtained the [Biological Energy Engine]

[You cooked [Piercing Toxin] and gained [Poison Immunity]]

You rebuilt the [Abandoned Castle],...

My name is Xiangzi, the Xiangzi who pulls a rickshaw.

...

The Great Shun Dynasty collapsed, and the whole country rejoiced. Inside the city, all was peaceful; outside the city, refugees swarmed like ants.

A half-moon hangs eternally in the sky, and countless steam-powered airships drift by.

On the ground, ancient families, spanning thousands of years, coldly watched as warlords fought to the death over those colorful ores.

At this moment, Xiangzi, who was supposed to be executed, suddenly woke up after his death and even had a panel that could awaken a profession.

[Congratulations, host, you have awakened the profession of coachman.]

[Congratulations, host, you have awakened the Martial Arts profession]

[Congratulations, host, you have awakened the cultivator profession]

......

At first, I was a third-class rickshaw puller, and they called me Xiangzi.

Later, everyone in Beijing had to call me "Master Xiang".

There is a Taoist temple in the deep mountains, but the incense has long faded.

I am a humble man, only nineteen years old, and have been a Taoist priest since childhood. I have more than a dozen senior brothers above me, and I am the youngest, commonly known as the closed disciple. The sect is very poor, and the senior brothers cannot bear the hardship. Fortunately, the head master is open-minded and allowed the senior brothers to disband.

Later, three senior brothers came to their senses and returned to the right path. They were quite old, around forty or fifty years old.

I was favored by my master and was given the position of the head of the sect before his death. However, I was not able to win the support of the others in terms of age and qualifications, and my three brothers were dissatisfied. The sect was in misfortune, but I was not a pushover and would never give in, so I started an internal conflict with them.

In the village below the mountain, there's a new candidate, a childhood friend of mine. Before his death, our master instructed us to escort him to the capital to take the imperial examination. I feel obliged to do so. Please allow me to travel through the human world for a while, and then return to battle my fellow brothers!

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