[Demon Slayer] + [Torture] + [System] + [Invincibility] + [Substitute Player]

"After being stabbed ninety thousand times, can I finally die?"

Doma looked up at that handsome yet empty face, a morbid expectation rising in his eyes.

Xuan Lin simply shook his head slowly.

"Can this boiling oil really wash away my sins?"

Kokushibo stared at the boiling oil, his voice trembling slightly.

Xuan Lin remained silent.

"You mean... after I'm burned away by this karmic fire, I'll be able to see Lianxue again?"

Akaza stared at the leaping flames, a rare glimmer of hope appearing in his usually arrogant eyes.

Xuan Lin nodded slightly.

"I've been scorched by this blazing sun nine thousand times!"

Kibutsuji Muzan roared in the sunlight, his voice distorted by extreme pain, "How long are you going to torture me?!"

Xuan Lin finally spoke, his voice calm and devoid of emotion: "Until the souls of the dead whom you wantonly slaughtered in this world can truly rest in peace."

Xuan Lin, 30 years old, grew up in an orphanage and has spent half his life in solitude.

He accidentally slipped and fell while taking a piss, which led him to be transported to the Demon Slayer world overrun by evil spirits.

When the survival rules of society learned over thirty years crumble into dust in this cruel world, when the animated scenes once followed on the screen turn into bloody reality.

He had no choice but to grip the blade tightly in his hand.

Their evil will not cease with death; a "divine punishment" created specifically to end them has arrived.

All sins will eventually be brought to justice.

New York City interrogation room. In the dim light, the interrogator scoffed at the absurd transcript before him: "Huh? You say you've exorcised demons, captured witches, and saved the world?" "Yes," Locke Galahad replied calmly. "Is there a problem?" "Then how come I've never seen any of these monsters you're talking about, not even once in my life?" The interrogator's face betrayed a mocking expression. "Since you haven't seen them, why don't you say thank you?" The interrogator's smile faltered: "???" Current setting: Underworld. Future titles: Wrong Turn, Silent Hill, Scream, Dead Silence, Resident Evil, Otherworldly Realms, etc... PS: Minor Cthulhu and Warhammer universe settings.

Inside the Temple of Bones, a young monk in grey robes prostrated himself before the great being enshrined on a twelve-tiered lotus platform. "In this world, ghosts and demons reign supreme, monsters roam freely. Does the Bodhisattva have a way to save the world?" He had only just returned home to visit his sister, and suddenly he was asked such a profound question. On the lotus platform, the little girl scratched her head in confusion, but finally decided to ask for him. "Wait for me to return!" Centuries had passed, and the mortals in the temple were now nothing but skeletons. But on this day, amidst the roars of dragons and tigers, the Bodhisattva of Bones finally returned. With two sharp taps, the little girl struck the skull on the ground with her wooden fish stick. Two points of ghostly fire flashed, and the eerie body shrouded in tattered grey robes slowly rose. "In the East, there is a country called [Great Tang]." He pulled out two boxes of blank scriptures, and summoned a violent ape, a pot-bellied man, a disobedient monk, and a centaur. "On this journey eastward, you must overcome eighty-one tribulations before you can greatly prosper our sect and save all living beings." "May I ask, Bodhisattva, what is the name of our sect?" the demons asked in unison. "..." "Let me think!"

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Military strategy is a way of engaging in worldly affairs, involving tempering the body and refining one's skills, fighting bandits, slaying demons and evil spirits, and protecting one's home and territory. However, without cultivating one's life force, one's lifespan will not exceed one hundred years.

Wang Xuan's soul transmigrated to the cultivation world, already practicing the military school. He could only rely on the power of popular reputation to deduce the peak of military techniques, fighting for a sliver of hope. From then on, he traversed ghostly lairs, raided demon nests, and destroyed mountains and temples...

Upon landing, Ron knew perfectly well what kind of universe he was in. Danger lurked everywhere, darkness and despair reigned, hope was fading, and everything was on the verge of destruction, sliding at light speed towards a massive crater. As an ordinary person with a few "special abilities," Ron had originally planned to live a quiet life in the Lower Nest, scavenging for scraps, taking on quests, and simply passing the days until he died. But… fate, sometimes, is unpredictable. It's like not knowing you'll find the Primarch when you go out. And a resurrected infant version at that. ———————— Many years later. "I really did intend to just sit around doing nothing at first, but who would have thought I'd accidentally save the world?" Imperial Chancellor, Deputy Chancellor, Chief Psychic...

[Warhammer + Cooking Crew + A Little Bit of Cheat Codes]

An accident brought Luo Chuan to this world full of despair, killing, and betrayal.

Become a wandering cook in the Star Guardians.

You can earn rewards simply by cooking and completing system tasks.

Different dishes, depending on their ingredients, can enhance physical strength, spiritual energy, and resistance to the temptations of evil gods.

Extremely special materials can even be elevated to godhood, making it possible for emperors to get up from the toilet.

Good heavens, from the Astronauts to the Imperial Guard, and even the Primarchs, everyone is going crazy for him.

What? Food safety? What's that? If there's a problem with the ingredients, just smash them and everything will be fine.

If you dare to eat it, I dare to make it.

Our motto is to eat and drink well, and we don't allow anyone to ask how the food is made.

"Khorne granted me courage, Nurgle granted me life, Slaanesh gave me beauty, Tzeentch bestowed wisdom, and finally, the blessing of Om Messiah, the god of all machines. This is me, the ruler of all swarms, omnics, demons, and otherworldly travelers, the great and benevolent Empress—Marleneia Loshi Esdeath! What? You say they are all evil, using me to bring pain and destruction to the universe? You are too naive. Power itself is neither good nor evil; the difference lies only in how it is used. To save the universe, I have borne far too many misunderstandings and infamy. Like those Fourth Scourges, if I hadn't restrained them, this universe would have long been deplanetized by them." These were the words of the renowned "Chaos Queen" Loshi in an interview with the *Cosmic Peace Daily*. The reporter quickly raised...

Qin Tian transmigrated and became the mountain king of an unnamed mountain called Langlang Mountain in the Journey to the West world. According to the script, Tang Sanzang and his disciples would pass by here soon, and he would be killed by Sun Wukong with a single blow.

Fortunately, he successfully activated the Fourth Calamity System, which allows him to summon players from Earth.

In order to avoid being killed by Sun Wukong and to survive in this world overrun by demons, he began recruiting players from Earth to work for him.

At the same time, a new virtual game called Black Myth appeared on Earth. With its high level of realism and rich storyline gameplay, this game quickly became a dark horse in the gaming industry and swept the world.

With the help of the players, Qin Tian swept away Black Wind Mountain, pacified Yellow Wind Ridge, and captured Lion Camel City. As the player team continued to expand, his own strength also increased rapidly.

Not long after, when Tang Sanzang and his disciples arrived at Langlang Mountain, Sun Wukong was stunned by the sight of the millions of demon soldiers in the Langlang Mountain demon kingdom.

Tang Sanzang: "It's better not to obtain these scriptures."

Jade Emperor: "Don't come looking for me, I can't handle this either."

The Buddhist sect suggested, "Why don't we just send the scriptures over?"

The three demons of Lion Camel Ridge said, "We don't know either. Those people came up and said they were going to blow us up."

Blue Star player: "Black Myth is so much fun!"

At this moment, Qin Tian discovered that he could actually travel to other worlds.

Nezha, Investiture of the Gods, the Primordial Era.

Yan Shu transmigrates to a fantasy world, becomes an elder of the Tianyun Sect, and is bound to the [Strongest Master System].

By taking on apprentices, you can gain talent bonuses from them! Granting your apprentices any item will yield a return of up to a billion times!

From then on, Yan Shu embarked on a path of becoming stronger by "tricking" his disciples.

"Ding! You have bestowed the Basic Sword Technique upon your disciple, triggering a ten-thousand-fold return, and you have obtained the Chaos Sword Manual!"

"Ding! You have granted your disciple a Body Tempering Pill, triggering a billionfold return, granting him the [Nine-Turn Golden Pill]!"

"Ding! You have bestowed a broken iron sword upon your disciple, triggering a critical hit return, and you have obtained the [Innate Supreme Treasure, the Immortal Slaying Sword]!"

Years later, when all the gods and demons descend, the world is in imminent danger.

Yan Shu's disciples all made their moves, one sword cleaving open the heavens, the other shattering the Milky Way with a punch.

The gods and demons were horrified: "Why are there so many powerful emperors in this world?"

Yan Shu helplessly spread her hands: "Don't misunderstand, I just taught them casually."