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

In the midst of the blue and purple neon lights, under the gray, metallic sky, it is the frontier of all data, the aftermath of a scientific revolution, also the border of fiction and reality.

Steel versus body; the past and the future.

Here, the Outer World and the Inner World exist alongside each other. It seems like the wall of time is right in front of your eyes.

Darkness gradually swallows the world.

But listen, my friend, we cannot use kindness to survive the darkness. We need fire.

[Infinite Horror • No Heroine • Survival • Cold-Blooded Male Lead]

When humanity is suddenly thrown into a brutal survival game, Cheng Xu discovers something terrifying—

his name is listed among the game’s administrators.

By day, survivors scavenge for supplies, upgrade their shelters, and fight to grow stronger.

By night, nightmares descend: ghosts roam, disasters strike, and only fortified shelters offer a slim chance at life.

Competition is fierce. Corpses pile high. The throne is built from the bones of the fallen.

Trapped in this endless cycle of survival and slaughter, Cheng Xu evolves—

into an artist of carnage, painting with blood, composing poems in the language of death.

“Death... is the final reward for all survivors.”

Tags: Horror Aesthetics, Anti Hero (Loyal to his bottom line), Urban Supernatural, Strong from the Start

Dismemberment by a haunted doll with a chainsaw.

A red-clothed ghost taking lives at the airport.

A ten-mile street crawling with spirits.

The dead rising inside a crematorium.

Corpses running amok in an abandoned hospital...

These aren’t my experiences — they’re the stories I’ve written.

My name is Yang Ning, heir to the Spirit Gate and a professional Spirit Descender. I deal in spirit-linked dolls — the kind that can actually manifest ghosts.

Now, wrapped in malevolent spirits and followed by over a hundred red-clothed ghosts, I’ve returned from Hell to the world of the living...

To bring this world a grand and terrifying feast.

Shi Yu, an Archaeologist and Mythologist, crossed into a foreign world where Noble Beasts were the mainstream.

Through continuous evolution, most animals and plants can awaken higher wisdom and powerful abilities. Even mountains, rivers, lakes, wind and snow can also evolve into living organisms.

All these extraordinary creatures have great powers, such as thunder and lightning, flames, hurricanes, and are no different from the mythical beasts depicted on Earth. They were aptly named Noble Beasts.

Beastmaster, one who trains, cultivates, and command noble beasts are closely related to all walks of life. Only when you become a Beastmaster can you become an elite in all fields.

In order to explore ancient relics and ruins to uncover the blank history and mystery of the lost myths without any worries, with his Skill Book, Shi Yu cultivated many astounding pets that shattered the three views of the Noble Beasts!

The world is divided into two layers.

Yan Jing, who was pulled into the treacherous and absurd

back world copy to become a player, decided to solve the

problem from the root:

If you don't want to be killed by weirdo, you have to become

a weirdo first.

With the [Weird Life Role-playing Game] system, Yan Jing played them, gradually understood them, and finally became

them and took over their lives.

Yes, weird people also have their own lives.

They have their own interpersonal relationships, their own

daily life, and the murderer who killed them.

"The mysterious cameraman in the strange city"

"The dejected young master of the grotesque Republic of China period"

"The cat boss on the cybo street"...

Every weirdo has his own unfinished story.

How difficult is the immortal way!

What's more, this world of cultivating immortals has been completely changed by a plague!

Ordinary people are infected with disease, and once immortals come into contact with them, their cultivation base will decline at least, and they will return to heaven in severe cases, so the immortals will be separated forever;

Immortals cannot be practiced together, and the entire world of cultivating immortals has become a huge dark forest;

...

Li Fan came across, although he was ambitious, but he could only wallow in the mortal world, wasting his life.

Fortunately, at the end of his life, he finally awakened a strange treasure, which can turn the truth into a falsehood, turn the real life into a dream, and return to the time when he just crossed over!

Thus, Li Fan began his long journey of life!

In the second life, Li Fan finally ruled the world for fifty years, but he searched the world and found no trace of the fairy. Only at the end of life can you see the traces of immortals.

In the third life, Li Fan devoted all his energy and planning, but in the end he was no match for the immortal's sword!

Fourth world...

...

I, Li Fan, am a mortal, I will never regret for a lifetime, but I only want to live forever!

"Give me a group of cute little players, and I can easily overturn the world!" - Revenor Murphy Lesembra said

Ps:

The titles held by Mr. Murphy include but are not limited to Fake Vampire, Famous NPC Acting Artist, Dog Planner with both Virtue and Art, Transia’s Only Savior, Benefactor of the Old World, Defender of the New World, Loyal, Brave and Fearless Count, and Incorrigible Emperor. Sister Control, Vampire Saint Immaculate, Night Guard Alpha, etc. (Ignore the other 108 nicknames here), they are actually the most useful old friends that are necessary for traveling at home during the fourth natural disaster and killing people, so please invite "Real Alien" All testers stood up immediately when they saw this line of text! Let me pay my highest respect to Lord Murphy!

Murphy Kaka! Full match!

[No system + deserted island + age difference + survival + hegemony] A mysterious lightning struck the cruise ship, and Zhou Feng woke up on the beach. Next to him was Qin Xiaoxue, the aunt next door. Soon they discovered that the secrets of this island exceeded their imagination.

The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor.

At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. “Landlord, is this what you meant by ‘the house can be a little crowded at night’‽”