The Ark Chronicles

(The old PhD recalls, and the new PhD reads the history of Ark's development and adds supplementary plot details)

Gu Chuan transmigrates to a parallel world where only the game is outdated.

Players have been exploited by game developers in various ways, without getting anything in return.

At this moment, Gu Chuan's [PRTS] has finished loading.

It can decompress past life games!

Gu Chuan smiled slightly and immediately released Arknights!

Rebuilding the Sound Corner Network: Sea Cat controls the art, Rua Niu designs the levels, and Siren Records creates epic background music!

As time went on, various derivative works of the Bible continued to emerge.

The sea cat all-all meows, Damedane! The narrator of suffering.

A heart for Skadi! Two sandwiches filled with cheese!

Do you know what 325 is?

There really are cockroaches in my rented room, but I don't know many cockroaches.

The free operators given away in the game are too weak.

Is gxyy hilarious?

Battlefield Operations: There are no weak operators, only doctors who don't know how to play.

Ark Quartet: A visual novel where you can leisurely interact with four girlfriends from Ark.

Kingslayer Miner, Siren Rhythm Game, Terra Fire and Ice...

Just when players are getting hooked on Arknights' gameplay, the storyline seems to have some issues?

Player: "So Frostnova is joining Rhodes Island as promised? Okay, okay, is that how she's going to join?"

"2-1 The Journey to Dragon Gate, 15-11 The Wasteland Where Gods Witnessed Death."

"Brother Chuan, I beg you, please have some decency! Stop throwing knives!"

"Sound Corner Network is a murderer!"

Gu Chuan: "Interesting, this is exactly the scene I wanted to see!"

Tokyo. Inside an apartment. A handsome young man stood silently before the bathroom mirror. Not long ago, inexplicable memories flooded back. Now, he had completely absorbed them, realizing he was no longer in the same world. There were no more dump trucks, no more divine favor.

I was reborn into the Dragon Ball world and became Son Goku. I'm so happy that someone as socially awkward as me could be the protagonist! As Goku, my duty is to protect Earth when I grow up. Although I don't have the original Goku's childlike innocence, I at least have a much greater understanding of him and a clear grasp of the world's future. With enough effort, I also have the potential to save the Earth. As for women, they'll only hinder my training speed. So, I diligently trained day after day with Grandpa Gohan. Ten years passed in the blink of an eye, and Bulma arrived, taking me on an adventure. I just wanted to train hard every day, improving a little bit each day. However, what I feared most came to pass. After I grew up, because I wasn't married, Bulma, Chi-Chi, Launch, and later Android 18 all coveted me for a long time, all vying to marry me...

Lin Beifan transmigrates to a world composed of countless urban web novels, becoming a minor villain with a wishing system that allows him to make one wish every day.

With the system's capabilities and his own unconventional tactics, he messed up all the main characters and threw the timeline into chaos.

Thus, fate repeated itself, and Lin Beifan was cursed again: whatever he wished for, his enemies would receive double the reward!

Lin Beifan chuckled: "That's it?"

"I wish that my body temperature would stay at 36.8 degrees Celsius!"

The main character's brain burned to 73.6 degrees Celsius, and he died!

"I wish that I could sleep 12 hours a day!"

The second protagonist becomes a vegetable and dies!

"I wish I could be crushed to death by a 120-pound beauty!"

The third protagonist was crushed into a sheet of paper by a 240-pound fat girl and died!

And just like that, the plot got messed up again!

"Long, long ago, a wicked dragon appeared in the East. He ruled the entire continent, bringing ultimate darkness..." Chu Ge closed the magic book, looking amusedly at the young Mebius. "And then? The dragon was defeated by a hero?" "No, the dragon was sealed away by the Saints. The twelve sets of bronze armor symbolizing the constellations were obtained by a group of passionate young people, thwarting Hades's conspiracy." "The story isn't funny at all." Chu Ge nodded, omitting the part about the dragon stepping forward to save the world from destruction and being banished. Hmm, the Shadow Soldiers should be back from grocery shopping by now, right?

Ye Yue is a programmer who created and designed a character. Age: 18. Height: 188cm. Appearance: 666. Strength: 666. Speed: 666. Endurance: 666. Explosiveness: 666. Stamina: 666. Charm: 9999999999999999+. Occupation: gigolo. Money: 666666666 yuan. When Ye Yue woke up that day, she found herself in a parallel world—the Chinese-speaking world. And she had become the character she created. Because of her boundless charm, countless female celebrities cried and begged to be her sugar daddy. Yang Mi pinned her against the wall, declaring domineeringly, "Ye Yue, come to my studio, I'll be your manager, I'll support you!" Jiang Shuying pinned her to the bed, saying, "Ye Yue, I love you, I want to have your baby." Dilraba climbed into her bed in the middle of the night, pushing her against her, saying, "Ye Yue, I can't love you enough anymore."

Lin Xuan transmigrated to a parallel world where novels were just becoming popular. He seized the opportunity and wrote a tomb raiding novel, which became an instant hit. However, one day, Lin Xuan was astonished to discover that the ancient tomb the archaeological team explored was exactly the same as what he found in his book! "This author is definitely a tomb raider! The porcelain, jade artifacts, and even the environment are all exactly as he described!" "So, Qingxuan was writing about his personal experience? You all insist on calling it a novel!" "Qingxuan, they found a tree with human heads in the ancient tomb, isn't that exactly the same as in your book?" "Quickly, ask a lawyer, is it illegal for me to go to ancient tombs to find inspiration?"

"Ms. Mengyu, thank you so much for accepting our interview." The host greeted Luo Yu warmly. "It's nothing, you can start asking whatever you want to ask." Luo Yu gestured to the host that they could begin. Host: "Let's begin then. Ms. Mengyu, this fan says your game [Honkai Impact 3] is falsely advertised; it's not a healthy, positive, and uplifting mecha battle game featuring beautiful girls at all." "Fake News!" Luo Yu stood up excitedly. Host: "Ms. Mengyu, please calm down and sit down first." "No one knows Honkai Impact 3 better than me." Luo Yu said, sitting down. Host: "But they say you're engaging in false advertising." Luo Yu: "My game doesn't have any cute girl stickers?" "..." "The game doesn't have any mecha battles?" "..." "Then why do you say my game is false advertising!" "Okay, our program is now over."

"An Eye Demon...it should be covered in eyeballs, right?" Ji Hui touched his face, only able to find two of his own eyes. An Eye Demon should be the kind of monster that terrifies even adults, right? Looking at the cashier girl's sweet smile, Ji Hui smiled back. An Eye Demon should be the kind with deformed, grotesque appearances, the kind that are indescribable, right? Looking at the perfectly normal young man in the mirror, a question mark popped into Ji Hui's head. An Eye Demon should be the kind that can shoot lasers from its eyes, or have the ability to mentally corrupt its targets, right? Looking at the group of magical girls slumped on the ground, their faces dazed, Ji Hui couldn't help but rub his chin slightly. "Something about this Eye Demon's ability is a bit off..."

Yuan Jing liked being alone. No, it should be said that he loved being alone. He wasn't naturally solitary or disliked people. It was just that when he was with others, he needed to be more or less considerate, to some extent bending his will, and sometimes even doing things he was unwilling to do. He didn't want this. There were only twenty-four hours in a day, and he wanted every minute to pass just for himself. In his opinion, being completely absorbed in something he loved, only to regain consciousness as the sun set, was the life he could call happiness. If [The Emotionless Phone Predator]