【Invincible + Upgrade + Passionate + Genius + Future City】 Many years later, when Su Gu reached the pinnacle of martial arts, a group of reporters asked him with guns and cannons: "Excuse me, Mr. Su Gu, how did you become a martial arts giant from a useless superpower and an unpromising literature student?" Su Gu: "Martial arts? Can't you become stronger just by breathing?"

[The Fourth Disaster + Apocalypse + Two-World Bounds + Zombie Players + Infrastructure + Group Portraits + No CP] Lin Yi, reduced to a vegetative state, was tricked into apocalyptic territory by the system, which promised to make her the most powerful apocalyptic queen. Upon arrival, she discovered she was trapped in a jar... The prison was heavily guarded, so even a cockroach would lose a few legs. Lin Yi: Whatever, I'll just die. System: I'll find a few more people to help you? Lin Yi: Bah, you can lie to me, but you can't lie to my fellow villagers! Lin Yi: My fellow villagers, I'll only be lied to!... Later, the first large-scale holographic virtual game, "Law-abiding Little Zombie," officially launched. Players: What kind of shoddy development team dares to claim a holographic game? It must be false advertising! A few days later, the trending search #GiveMeAHelmet# was trending. Playing this game makes me a little uneasy, but not playing it makes me sleepless. At the beginning, I am a little zombie, and I have to steal all my equipment... Hey, aren't we little zombies who obey the law? Choice is more important than hard work. You guys go to be the zombie king, and I want to learn advanced technology and use my hands to fly up to the sky. I really like being a zombie. I feel a kind of half-dead and relaxed feeling. Promise me that you can respect the role-playing when playing games, and don't really become a zombie in real life, okay? Protagonist: Lin Yi

Russell opened his eyes and found himself traveling to a background story version of his previous life's game "Fahn Continent".

Now, the gods of the continent of Farn have just repelled the invasion of foreign wizards and are licking their wounds in the kingdom of God.

However, even though he traveled to this relatively stable era and brought with him the necromancer profession from the game in his previous life, Russell was still filled with a sense of crisis.

Because twenty years later, the group of wizards who were defeated by the gods will make a comeback and sound the death knell for the continent of Fane.

In order not to be crushed by the wheel of the times, Russell decided to step on the corpses of the gods and take the ladder to the highest level.

The power of death flows through his veins, and the loss of his enemies makes him stronger.

Some say he is a butcher, some say he is a blasphemer, and some say...

("Cloudhammer" x3—say it with me now!)

Starring: You, the players. Everyone else? Just NPCs with jobs.

Plot: A horde of chaotic gamers "guided" by desperate NPCs to aggressively stir shit up across the Warhammer universe.

Tags: [Meta-Gaming] [NPCs Suffer] [Fourth Wall? What Fourth Wall?] [Chaos Is a Player’s Middle Name]

Li Lin was forcibly conscripted by the Emperor, a golden dump truck transporting him to the Siege of Terra in the 30K era, where he became a loyal mortal auxiliary soldier. At the brink of death, he awakened the [Undead War God] template. He initially thought his understanding of Warhammer would be enough to survive easily. However, this world was far more complex than he imagined. This wasn't canon, but an IF scenario, a unique pseudo-history… the Great Rebellion of Sanguielles! Li Lin: Since things have come to this, let's start killing! The future of the Empire, the fate of humanity, the safety of the galaxy—all these grand narratives are irrelevant to Li Lin. All he can do is rely on his chainsaw axe and shotgun to carve a path to survival in this cesspool of a world. His first small goal: kick the Blood God off his bronze throne! Li Lin: After all, I am!! ...

Chen Xing: Hey everyone, I really want to play Stellaris, but seeing aliens makes me nauseous. Is it still possible to get into it? Emperor: Yes, bro, you can! ---------------------------------- (ps: This story is based on the author's personal experience, with just a little embellishment (●'◡'●))

Calixis Sector, Port Wanderer, Blind Eye Bar. "Hello, friend, come sit down. You're looking for a job?" A well-dressed man embraces you, offering you a glass of Renka brandy. "You can call me Siegel, the best Rogue Trader in the Kronos Expanse." "Do other Rogue Traders say the same thing? Friend, to survive in Port Wanderer, you must use your own judgment.

The galaxy's era of decline has arrived, and the Cadia Fortress was destroyed by the Chaos Army. Cracks appeared in the subspace, and countless terrifying monsters and demon armies of the Old Night emerged.

Qin Yun accidentally traveled to this desperate era and became the Emperor's living saint, responsible for tricking players into working in the Warhammer universe.

Since then, the style of this desperate galaxy has completely changed.

"In such a big galaxy, there is not even a Colossus of Heavenly Punishment. This is a shame for all the players in the stars. Brothers, work hard to mine, build Colossi, and create wonders."

"I am the chosen one of the gods. Those oil men on Mars dared to question my design. They are heretics. We must declare war."

"A small galaxy actually has so many races, such as bugs, ribs, greenskins, and titanium. Isn't this a betrayal to the Emperor? Immediately launch the world-destroying Heavenly Punishment and implement the extinction plan."

"If we can't save mankind, let the galaxy burn. From the hazy star field to the far eastern frontier, start a war and let the stars fall."

"Who told you that Terra is orthodox? The place where the Thirteenth Master is is orthodox. Whoever disagrees, start a war."

"Everyone who has played it knows that this Warhammer game is really great. Look, the Emperor has given me another task, asking us to go to Baal to fight the Zerg and resurrect the Archangel."

The end is near. The power of Chaos surges through the world like a surging undercurrent, dragging the entire Warhammer world into an endless abyss of darkness. On this shattered continent, once-glorious empires crumble, once-thriving towns lie in ruins, and the people struggle for survival in fear and despair. Upon traveling through time, Yi Shi is met with the gaze of Asha. Though the former world of Ashan has been destroyed, her divine power remains. Drawing on this strength, he sets out on a quest to save this fallen world and restore its glory.

As the holographic screen seeped into the psionic blood mist of the Koprulu sector, the gamer Luo Feng's temple burned, and the stigmata of the Mechanicus blossomed. His synapses simultaneously connected to the war codes of three parallel universes: the gene-seed of Warhammer 40K crystallized in his blood vessels, the psionic matrix of StarCraft restructured his brainstem, and the Forerunner think tanks of the Halo world unlocked forbidden knowledge.

On an operating table in a Martian foundry, Mechanicus neural probes battled against Zerg symbiotes. As a spine was transformed into a Protoss phase prism, the energy storms of the Eye of Terror and the Koprulu sector tore quantum wounds through the fabric of reality. The chainsword in his left hand oozed Zerg saliva, and the power armor on his right shoulder bore the marks of Necron repair.

The Awakened's blood boiled in the multiverse: his left eye reflected the Emperor's quantum ghost, his right eye glimmered with the Queen of Blades' genetic map. As the green-skinned orc waaagh energy and Protoss purification beams erupted in his chest, Luo Feng discovered that his genes were being reorganized into the form of a Xel'Naga ancestor.

The chosen vessel of the multiverse must choose between the throne of the God-Emperor, the Zerg Hive, and the oracle of the Protoss Kara. Every breath rewrites the laws of reality, and every wound blooms the energy crystals of a different universe. He stands at the edge of a reality rift, Warhammer Demon Sword in his left hand, Interstellar Psionic Core in his right, and the remains of the Halo dissolving beneath his feet.

"You are the Allspark." The mechanical voice of the Moebius Foundation resonated with the hymn of the Mechanicus. As the ultimate game between the three universes began, Luo Feng's choice would determine the fate of all parallel worlds.