Jiang Qiu was transported to a fused world of anime, where he lived a relaxing and relaxing life. In this world, he witnessed the Kaiba Entertainment Group launch a new Duelist tournament, a new film funded by Integrated Sports was released simultaneously across the country, the Camelot Group launched a new round of investments in Fuyuki City, and a summer concert hosted by the Paradise of the Past. There were no dangerous incidents, no horrific bloodbaths; everything seemed remarkably peaceful and harmonious. Until one day, the system, which had been loading for so long within Jiang Qiu's mind, beeped: "Ignore the risk and continue installing. Multiple versions of Jm, bk, Eh, Pv, Pb, and X have been integrated, officially launching the Paradise Project." He suddenly realized that he had come to this world to fight. There were entrance battles, rooftop duels, gym wrestling matches, night raids on the ward, and library control. There was no retreat, no compromise, only pure bloodshed and bloodshed, fighting to the last drop of blood!

My name is Qin Feng, I'm seventeen, and I belong to the Chinese suburban branch of Big Hero 6, known as one of the Three Heroes of the Wind and Dust. My usual routine includes punishing evil and promoting good, maintaining world peace, helping old ladies cross the street, guiding lost children home, rescuing troubled young girls, and making friends with seasoned drivers from all over the world. Okay, actually, none of that is the point. The point is—until one day, I was forced to take on a hellish challenge: attending the city's legendary all-girls school, becoming the only boy in the entire school. Perhaps in others' eyes this is a dream paradise, but in reality, it's an unimaginable future… [Demon God Devours the Heavens]

I awoke from a dream, incomprehensible murmurs echoing in my ears. Forgotten myself, lost my past. Looking around, I realized I was in hell—explosions raged across the azure sky, bullets ravaged the streets like a torrent, and war burned constantly across this land. The aliens who lived here possessed seemingly fragile yet fearless bodies, forming gangs for their own purposes, killing each other day and night. Then, they discovered me. They called themselves students, told me this place was called Kivotos. They also called me—Teacher.