A miracle doctor is exiled to an alternate savage world and forced to change his scummy ways!

Having thoroughly offended God, Yan Mo’s soul was transmigrated to another world. He quickly understood the cruelty of this world he’s in. The reason he was hit unconscious by someone and brought back to his home, was to be that primitive man’s food reserves in winter. The tribe he is in is a super spartan primitive tribe, the people here only respect two things: Combat power! Fighting ability! The former is the fighting power in battles, the latter is…

……

Examine illness? Chinese medicine? Drink those bitter sandy things? The hell is that? Are you trying to murder our tribe’s warrior? Die!

Plant wheat? Raise pigs and chickens? We are warriors, not s*aves! Die!

Teaching the women to make clothes and cook? Make them soap and perfume? F*ck, he’s actually seducing our women! Die!

You’re a messenger of god? Here to lead us to a better life? Very well. We’ll give you one day, conquer all of our enemies, make them into sl*ves and bring them back. If you can’t, you’re dead!

Yan Mo: “……”

The washed-up magician Zong Jiu transmigrated into a horror, infinite flow novel about a survival show, taking the place of the cannon fodder who died tragically in the first evaluation round. This show was very interesting. Out of the tens of thousands of people, only a hundred people could survive, and the c-position (strongest contender) could even get a universal wish ticket.

If it were someone else, they’d probably be scared to death.

No one expected that Zong Jiu was not only unafraid, but also caused a sensational stir, shamelessly showing off his tricks the whole way.

Once his tricks stopped, and his life could be considered safe and sound, he ended up in a rivalry with the novel’s big villain.

Today you try to get at me, tomorrow I’ll get you back, back and forth, it’s pretty fun, heh.

As a result, though it was just playing around, one time they got carried away and really did end up sleeping together. Watching the nemesis who was pressing him to the ground, Zong Jiu lazily lifted his gaze. “If you want to kill me then kill me, don’t speak nonsense.” Even when at a disadvantage, he showed no trace of fear, and actually continued to provoke him.

That person used his ice-cold finger to trace his ear, and the action heading toward the aorta suddenly stopped.

“What a pity. I’ve changed my mind.”

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He was once very willing to personally give Zong Jiu death. Every day, he used to regret not gouging out his flesh, personally snapping his neck. But after this person fell into his hands, another, more urgent desire grew like weeds.

Compared to winning or losing, he would rather see him crying and panting, with eyes red, begging for mercy.

Luo Xun had survived ten years of the zombie apocalypse—not by becoming a badass warrior, but by doing what any true otaku would: hoarding supplies, avoiding people, and absolutely refusing to eat canned peaches.

Then he dies. But instead of staying dead, he respawns three months before the apocalypse begins. Armed with a decade’s worth of doomsday knowledge (and anime logic), Luo Xun sets out to prepare for the end of the world—otaku style.

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His plan: Buy all the instant noodles. Stockpile solar-powered gadgets. Build the ultimate apocalypse man cave. Avoid drama.

But in reality: He ends up rescuing a gorgeous architect named Yan Fei, who looks like he should be sipping lattes in a Paris café, not laying bricks and hoisting steel beams like a tank in tight jeans. Luo Xun’s reaction?

[“He’s too pretty. He must be useless. Definitely can’t cook.”]

Spoiler: Yan Fei *can* cook. And flirt. And install solar panels.

Together, the two build the chillest stronghold in the zombie world, complete with hydroponic gardens, renewable energy, and occasional relationship bickering that sounds like:

[“You bought *another* solar oven? Where will we even put it?”

“Next to the anime figures. Priorities, okay?”]

Despite the horror setting, this novel delivers deadpan humor, wholesome survival strategies, and a romance so domestic it could be sponsored by IKEA. It's the apocalypse—but make it cozy.

Alternative Title:

The Reborn Otaku’s Code of Practice for the Apocalypse

[Yandere x Possessive | Angst + Satisfaction | Two powerful bosses battling it out in full drama mode]

[System: Reminder to Host Yu Tang—The main gods in every world are extremely powerful and cannot be shaken!]

A CEO who controls the lifeblood of the economy:

“Heh, you really think you can escape the palm of my hand?”

Yu Tang:

“Oh, really? Stage IV stomach cancer. Guess I’ll be dying first.”

A war hero and star of the Federation:

“You’re nothing but my plaything. Be good, stay by my side!”

Yu Tang:

“Sorry, I have a severe heart condition. My bad.”

[System: shivering in fear.jpg]

[StarCraft×System×Double Male Lead×Su Shuang Xiao Baiwen] Ouyang Lan died suddenly due to continuous late night work. When he came here, the Federation and the Empire had jointly won a victory against the Zerg. The era of universal conscription had passed. After the war, people urgently needed spiritual nourishment from culture and entertainment. However, many cultures disappeared in the long river of history in the long years of war, so AI production came into being. More than 80% of the movies, animations, TV series, and game music in StarCraft were all created by AI, and AI was created by various schools, professional scientific researchers, etc. Only a string of instructions and content can be input to produce high-quality creations in an instant. The quality and speed of AI quickly dominated the market, and almost all the people engaged in the producer industry were squeezed to death. Only a few producers who had accumulated popularity in the past relied on sporadic fans and the convenience provided by AI to support themselves. Ouyang Lan became a producer who insisted on not using AI. He had also produced many hits, but under the rapid momentum of AI, he was almost out of money to eat. Everyone ridiculed Ouyang Lan, the producer who insisted on not using AI, and said he deserved to be eliminated. How could the human brain be as wonderful as the huge database of AI? Ouyang Lan, who was once the top producer in China, awakened the best producer system in StarCraft and faced the challenge: Can AI replace human wisdom? AI, the crystallization of human wisdom, can never be replicated! At the beginning, the StarCraft people looked at Ouyang Lan: a down-and-out clown. Later, the StarCraft people looked at Ouyang Lan: Boss, please keep working on it! Don't stop! The more beautiful and soothing productions like this, the better!

“Can’t I properly read stallion novels anymore!”

Shen Yuan transmigrated into someone who’d tormented the young male lead almost to death, the scum villain Shen Qingqiu.

It must be known, the original Shen Qingqiu ended up being carved alive by his disciple, Luo Binghe, into a human stick, a human stick!

Ten thousand “f*ck your moms” rampaged through Shen Qingqiu’s heart:

“It’s not that I don’t want to cling to the male lead’s thighs, but who made him so f*cking black. The type who seeks thousand-fold retribution!”

Why have all the female lead’s scenes been forcibly given to him.

Why, as a scum villain, does he need to constantly sacrifice himself, blocking knife and gun for the protagonist!

Shen Qingqiu: “…I think I can still save him, one more time.”

Bai Lixin was caught in a strange game.

[Ding! Welcome players to the immersive escape game.] [Ding! Let’s begin the luck detection. The luck will be linked to the player’s copy selection.] As the other players’ tests were A,B,B..the detection system slowly pulsed on Bai Lixin’s head.

[Ding! Congratulations player; your luck is F-, and the universe deems you unlucky!] [Ding! Congratulations to the player. You have obtained the special title – “God of Bad Luck” (unique).] Bai Lixin: “???”

Congratulations? Where’s the joy in that?

Soon after, the players trapped in the escape game found that there was an incredibly beautiful but tragic player in the game.

The face is unbelievable, the strength is unbeatable, but the luck is so bad that the copy he gets either has a bug or is a horror S level.

Just when everyone thought that the little beauty would certainly die, he broke through countless levels and embarked on the road to immortality.

.

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Bai Lixin, the full-level boss, mistakenly strayed into a strange game to find his husband.

Later, he found that his old attacker had become all kinds of bosses in the copy and these big bosses were most often not human.

A water body, true ancestor of the vampire clan, an undead knight, a dragon….

Well, he had to admit that each had its own advantages

The wife is first, the country is second, and the husband is of lesser importance.

All of his life was spent riding a war horse and accomplishing meritorious military services. But what was the result? In the end, he was cast aside once he had served his purpose.

Out of selfishness, he had favored his consort and neglected his wife. Ultimately, the one who stood by his side was the wife that he had neglected for 10 years…

After being reborn, Jing Shao decided to repent and turn over a new leaf…

Standing outside the door while holding a pillow, Jing Shao gazed at the sky. He must first mend his relationship with his wife. Jing Shao formed a fist and knocked on the door, “Jun Qing, I know my wrongs, let me in!”

Because of a shocking group s*x scandal, two male actors took the initiative to bind themselves together. It’s a story about their sweet and professional life together.

A typical but not very traditional entertainment novel.

The jokes might be old, but they’re sweet.