(No heroine + decisive killing + infinite flow

The protagonist is not a saint, please be careful)

“Are you tired of being ordinary, and do you long for power?

If you want to escape the ordinary and have the power to transcend all others, then come and join this game."

Ye Shuangluo was selected by the mysterious game to become a reserve player.

As a player, he has to face foreign players from other parallel time and space and multiverse.

Fortunately, Ye Shuangluo awakened his exclusive talent: "Master of Achievement". As long as he achieved a series of achievements, he could obtain countless powerful skills and attributes.

When the cross-server war started, foreign players stepped through the time and space gate and came to the Blue Star. Ye Shuangluo stood above the sea of stars and slashed with a knife.

The vast and unparalleled sword energy instantly destroyed all the invading enemies. Facing the countless terrified enemies on the other side of the space-time gate, Ye Shuangluo sighed and said slowly:

"Actually, I just want to quietly grind for achievements. Why are you forcing me?"

[Native NPC Awakening + Online Game Another World + No Romance + Slow-burn, Not a Thrilling Novel]

Transmigrating into a game world? No.

My name is Karl, and I am the only blacksmith NPC in the starting village of "Anno" who has awakened self-awareness.

I am not a time traveler, nor do I have a system.

When I am no longer a loop of data, I will feel tired, confused, and I will ask the starry sky above me—who am I?

From analyzing a piece of iron ingot to understanding this continent, I am like a newborn baby, learning to become "existent".

When the bell rang to signal the end of Season 0, everything returned to zero. But I, this mistake that should never have existed, escaped with all my memories into the real continent of Aethera, which was about to welcome tens of thousands of "players".

They call me an NPC, and see me as a tool and background.

But I know that, like them, I am searching for my own answers in this world.

This is a journey that begins in ignorance and ends in self-discovery.

I will use my forged hands to personally carve an undeniable proof of my existence.

The world will eventually respond: Karl came, lived, and became himself.

In the year 202 of the Tianmen Calendar.

It has been two hundred years since humanity embarked on the journey of life evolution, yet the path of cultivation remains fraught with thorns.

Internal injuries from cultivation, toxicity accumulated from consuming elixirs, and genetic collapse during boundary breakthroughs... all threaten the lives of martial artists!

But Jiang Heng, who has crossed over into this world, has obtained a golden finger.

[Illness Erosion: Absorb and convert all diseases, poisonings, internal injuries, pollution, and other negative states in the body into personal strength]

Thus, the cultivation risks that ordinary people fear like tigers are sweet as honey to Jiang Heng.

...

"Systemic osteoarthritis, rhabdomyolysis, abdominal organ hemorrhage, and three hundred and sixty cultivation diseases, including genetic collapse..."

"All will be transformed into my physical strength!"

...

Years later.

Jiang Heng transforms into a humanoid titan, tearing apart superclusters of galaxies, treading on the cosmic web, and crushing the myriad races of the starry seas.

He lets out a roar that makes all living beings tremble within billions of light-years.

"I am going to blow up this universe!"

【Cultivation】【Non-human】【Weird】

Don't look at my form, don't try to imitate my behavior, don't try to know my nature

In Baiyun Temple, one can realize the great truth, pick the immortal fruit and attain freedom.

Li Changmeng felt that he had the appearance of an immortal.

Covered in tentacles? That's the Thousand-Handed Immortal Body, unparalleled in its control of objects!

Are you covered in evil eyes? Those are the eyes of wisdom, breaking through delusion and revealing the truth!

Unexplained mumbling? That's the voice of the great truth, a revelation!

Spreading chaos? That was a strange phenomenon in heaven and earth, a golden lotus emerging from the ground!

You said I, Li Changmeng, don't look like a human? That's right, because I've already achieved enlightenment and become an immortal. How could an immortal look like a human?

The protagonist begins to mutate in Chapter 10. Cultivating immortality is so cool! I don’t want to be a human anymore, I want to cultivate immortality!!!

When all living things are chess pieces of the Heavenly Dao, I, Jiang Chen, am the one who overturns the chessboard! As a blood sacrifice to the "Son of Destiny," I tore apart his pre-written script with my bare hands, watched him plummet from the clouds, his foundation shattered, and then... devoured all of his supreme destiny! In that moment, I understood that I wasn't without destiny, but rather that I fed on it—an enemy of the Heavenly Dao!

This is a hunt for "Destiny".

Whether it's the reborn Immortal Emperor, the Demon Lord with a blood feud, or the good-for-nothing with incredible luck, in my eyes, they're all mere prey bound by the "script." Every time you interfere with their crucial plot, it triggers the most terrifying "fate backlash," causing their lives to collapse instantly, their cultivation to be completely lost, and them to become dust in the world.

And their collapsed and dissipated majestic destiny will become my food, allowing me to rise quietly!

[Ding! Successfully deprived the Destiny Child of the "Eye of Insight"!]

[Ding! Successfully devoured the Reborn Demon Lord's "Immortal Demon Bone"!]

[Ding! Successfully usurped the "Shennong Ding Soul" of the Dan Dao Emperor! ]

The Heavenly Dao sees me as an "anomaly" that must be wiped out, and sends out "fate fixers" to hunt me down endlessly, manipulate the fate of mortals, and weave "accidents" to encircle and suppress me.

But they don’t understand that when the prey begins to resist the hunter, the greatest feast in the world has just begun!

I will devour all destinies, usurp the supreme heavenly way, and let the heavens bear witness - the script you wrote is nothing but my hunting menu, and the world you control will eventually welcome its true master!

[Simulator][Get All Rewards] [Decisive Killing] [No Female Protagonist]

The sequel will be darker—if you can’t handle it, don’t enter.

In a crumbling mountain temple, a ragged beggar lay flat on a worn-out mat.

His hollow eyes stared blankly at the broken ceiling above, shimmering faintly in the light.

He hadn’t eaten in two days.

When he first transmigrated, he thought he’d landed in a typical feudal dynasty.

He was wrong.

This was a brutal world where martial might rules all, and ideals like benevolence or righteousness were just hollow jokes.

Here, power spoke—and fists decided everything.

“Why is it that other transmigrators get noble identities, cheat-like talents, or heroic destinies…

…while I, Xu Qing, wake up as a half-starved beggar?”

The truth was cruel.

The original Xu Qing had been an orphan, living off scraps and chasing one naive dream: to become a warrior.

But three days ago, I took over his body.

I—someone from Blue Star—crossed into this world and killed him just by arriving.

I didn’t replace him.

I erased him.

You can imagine the rest from there...

[Ding!]

[Simulator activated. Binding complete.]

[Congratulations to the host for unlocking: “Decisive Survival Route”]

In this world of cold-blooded warriors, false virtue, and endless bloodshed…

I don’t need a golden background or destined fate.

Give me the system, give me the simulator, and I’ll take everything with my own hands.

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