In the rolling steam, steel and gears play the strongest melody.

The trains speeding on the railway tracks, the airships flying under the sun,

The secret medicine of the New World, the strange method of the ancient continent.

This is a strange world full of mystery.

Horst is a man who is very afraid of death.

Traveling into this dangerous world full of death, he felt a lot of pressure.

For this reason, he decided to change himself.

Let yourself die a few more times.

Once you get used to it, you won't be afraid anymore.

Steel thorns grow on the ground, the roar of gears resounds across the sky, black smoke obscures the sky, hot steam flows rapidly in the pipes, the super analysis machine and the password card make a subtle whisper, and the blazing white light composes here Following the annual rings of the times, the red fluid is here to restrain the throat of fate, the justice of bolts and rivets, the authority of caliber and range, the steel is roaring, and the sword neighs.

"Imagine we live in a world where people face a white wall their entire lives..."

"But only a few geniuses can glimpse the vast world outside the wall and enjoy colors that mediocre people can't even imagine in their lifetimes?"

"Ah yes, that's what I'm saying, they're all dead or crazy."

"Next, the most noble Knights of the Order of the Garter, Knights of the Grand Cross of St. Michael and St. George, Knights of the Order of the Grand Cross of Bath, Victoria Cross, and Knights of the Order of Merit, leader of the anti-colonial cause, East The bell ringer of the India Company, the hero of the Crimean War, a fellow of the Royal Society, a lifelong friend of great writers such as Dickens and Alexandre Dumas, a staunch supporter of scientific stars such as Faraday and Darwin, and served successively as the Home Office of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland, Assistant Under-Secretary, Under-Secretary and Permanent Under-Secretary in the Admiralty and other departments, the first Cabinet Secretary and Civil Service Minister of the Kingdom, the first graduate of the school and the most outstanding alumnus in history, the Honorable Sir Arthur Hastings in London Speech delivered at the 50th Anniversary Celebration of the University.”

Arthur's eyes swept across the audience, looking at the young faces, and murmured: "Agares, what do you think I should say?"

The shadow of the red devil floated behind him, and saliva almost flowed from the corners of his mouth: "Look at these ignorant souls, they still worship you as a hero, why don't you tell them something they like to hear?"

Arthur took a deep breath and let out a deafening roar: "Oxford is a bunch of sons of bitches!"

"oh!!!!"

The audience burst into thunderous applause.

"The same goes for Cambridge!" he added immediately.

The applause was even louder.

(The protagonist possessed by the devil travels through 19th century England, with a world view without demons)

[Comprehensive Persona 5 + Conan fan fiction, from the world view to the main storyline, there are private settings and magic modifications]

[There is no heroine, there is a winery vest, the protagonist enters the world of Conan with the P5 game interface, so there will be no original P5 characters]

"Mr. Phantom Thief, do you have any comments on your new life?"

"It's impossible to steal hearts. It's impossible to steal hearts in this life. People die faster than I can save them. I can only maintain a life like this by developing a good relationship. Going to Mihua Town feels like going home. , everyone in the winery is talented and well-spoken. I like it here very much.”

A weird game has arrived, and one person from each country is randomly sent into the game.

Zhang Yangqing, who had been practicing in Longhu Mountain for two years, inexplicably entered the strange world of rules and strange stories.

In a late-night wax museum, you play a security guard.

[Rule 1: The wax museum closes at twelve o'clock on time, and no one is allowed to enter or exit, regardless of any requests inside or outside the door. 】

[Rule 2: You are the only one in the wax museum. If someone calls you, please ignore it and stay away as soon as possible. 】

[Rule 3: Inspect the wax museum every two hours, and do not look directly into the eyes of a wax statue when you pass it. 】

[Rule 4: The wax figure will not move. If you find that the position of the wax figure does not match the photo, please return to the security room immediately. 】

…

After listening to the rules, Zhang Yangqing looked at the strange person trembling under the thunder in his palm, and fell into deep thought...

After his hand slipped and blew up the global Internet, Jiang Zhou became the worst sinner in human history and fell into a long deep sleep.

And when he woke up again a hundred years later, what appeared before his eyes was an out-of-control era intertwined with wildness and civilization, full of control and resistance.

In the abyss, countless out-of-control artificial intelligences are wreaking havoc; above Olympus, super companies that call themselves gods look down upon the mortals; in the base reality, mortals are struggling between misery and madness.

But the night is over, and the dawn is coming. When he woke up from his long slumber, the seeds of anthropogenic revolution had germinated.

Brain-computer interface, mandala program, adjustment depth, mental index, Icarus syndrome, military zombies...

On the eve of the end of this dark age, when someone asked Jiang Zhou who he was, he answered like this:

"I am one and many; I am the beginning and the end; you may call me Paradox itself. I am the First Deep One, the Restarter of Icarus, and the Gatekeeper of the Land of Nord. I am the prison breaker, the lighthouse thug, the man who picked off the golden branch, and the faceless god who rules the underworld. I have countless identities, just like the wind has countless directions, and mortals have countless ways to die. My name is—— "

"In other words, you are the only one in the entire organization?"

"Uh...that's how it is."

Hello passengers, please show your ticket, the special train to the abyss is about to depart.

...

...

PS: To put it simply, it is an underground adventure story full of life, harmony, love, healing and kindness.

This book is organized and adapted based on the cases that the author personally participated in, and takes you to explore the little-known front-line police files.

A serious kidnapping case that spanned several provinces suddenly fell on Chen Shu, a police officer at the police station. He was forced to accept the case and began his unusual journey of investigation.

If you are living in peace and stability, and want to know the stories of those carrying the burden, then please follow me and walk into this dossier-like real police world.

Strange talk, a strange thing that uses cognition as food, information as weapon, and information as currency. They are neither living nor dead, existing in the lore of men, living in the shadows of the world.

"Does this mean that I will become a monster?"

In ancient times, they were worshiped as gods and powerful by faith.

"Then I am a god!"

In ancient times, they were regarded as feared by demons and fed on fear.

"I will become the master of ghost stories!"

But under the scouring of the torrent of the times, they gradually disappeared, leaving only paragraphs of text that were regarded as nonsense.

"It is my duty to recast the glory of ghost stories."

But you're not a weirdo, well, you're not human either.

"Well, it's considered a success if you become a monster."