Li Yi once lived the dream of every pro gamer. He was at the top of his game with the best equipment, the highest stats, and everything a gamer could ever hope for. However, he soon realized that none of his ill-gotten gains for his to keep when he was branded Public Enemy Number One and killed in the biggest battle of the ages.

Now, he has the chance to turn back the clock and return to a time before his first mistake put him on the path of no return. This time, Li Yi will make different choices. With that, comes many interesting encounters — like saving a woman in distress then making love to her seven times in a row while her child slept in the next room. However, will he get back to what truly matters?

One thing is for sure, with the memories retained from his past, he will become King of this game.

From the last mythical age back to the golden age of Cronus' reign - I know Aphrodite as the armored goddess of war, and I also know that Artemis is the queen of the gods who grew up in an enclosure in the mountains. . I know that the goddess of time has the most prophecies

The law is broken, the borderland is plunged into madness, and even demigods are beginning to fall.

There are countless heinous things happening in this land, the most egregious of which is——

The merchant only sells raw materials and does not buy finished products!

With blessing and guidance, countless descendants of warriors crossed the sea of fog and entered this ruined world.

Do you know what to do in the face of countless faded people?

Of course it's business.

Look at these tens of millions of faded people. They are fighting and suffering in the border area. What they need most is Dettol, equipment, and various consumables.

You kill monsters and I sell medicine.

Blessing is everything. Is the fastest way to obtain blessings by killing monsters? It's business!

Young Faded One, it must be painful to walk alone in the city without enough supplies. I will sell this dung beetle to you for 500 runes.

A mysterious armored man walks across the border. Sell the dewdrop beetle to the city, sit down for a delicious barbecue in the wild, turn the materials into various finished props, and sell them to the faded ones in the border area to earn huge amounts of blessings.

Even the Valkyries can't stop him from doing business, even if he does business with Galid and the sacred tree that hides from the world.

And when the huge profits attracted covetousness and businessmen were persecuted and framed, the mysterious man said this:

When someone falsely accuses you of having an affair with a flame, you better actually have one.

In the song of the Sun Prayer, under the wail of the evil spirits of the Styx, under the eyes of the starry sky, how to choose the fate of the apostle, nightmares are always peeping at the earth, the sky has fallen, I am sinking into hell, and I can’t see my traces. , I abandoned the meaning of life and found the essence of "makeup artist" in this nihilistic world.

Seventeen sequences, one hundred and thirty-six professions, one hundred and thirty-six kinds of magic potions.

Dragons, sirens, werewolves, monsters, evil spirits, gods, mechanical blueprints, sea trains.

This is a legendary road.

When Yang Yi realized that he and the world were just a fantasy world created by the writer with words, he was unwilling to follow the writer's so-called outline to reach the peak of his life.

He defecated on the head of a thousand-year-old giant ape, urinated in an ancient river where an ancient dragon lived, and even cursed his ancestors in front of the gates of various peerless sects, just to ask someone to grant him a death.

But the author is so invincible that he even got the title of Sword Master for no apparent reason???

Don't let me find the author of this book, you bastard! I will chop you to pieces without leaving any bones to relieve my hatred!

"Master Yang is truly a god! Just by standing here and waving his hands, he can actually create two ancient holy formations!"

Yang Yi was pointing at the sky and cursing, but when he heard this compliment, he looked at the stunning scene in the sky with some embarrassment.

"Ah, this... really has nothing to do with me!!!"

Thousands of worlds, countless Ganges sands, different spaces and times intertwined, evolving countless worlds.

Avoid death and prolong life, pray for life and lock souls, only my true self, only one.

A strange spell, the present Zuo Yin Yang died, and the other world's Zuo Yin Yang was reborn.

This is an alternative world of cultivation, which is desirable and extremely cruel.

If you want to be free and unrestrained, you can only rely on this flesh and blood.

ps: no system, slow to warm up

Goblins absorb the spirit of heaven and earth and are not contaminated by the calamities of the mortal world. They are the supreme existence of the demon clan. They forge a treasure in their lifetime, and every time they appear, they cause bloody storms!

Ye Qingchen, a time traveler with a mysterious background, emerged from the Sin Continent holding the broken sword Mo Ran, vowing to subvert the rules of the three religions. He believed that the Tao could be reversed, and his Tao was evil!

In a wasteland where civilization has crumbled and order has rotted away, Luo Qiu—a lone remnant clinging to the edge of survival—rises from the filth and radioactive dust. He is not the chosen one, merely a survivor too stubborn to die.

Fate’s cruel gift drags him into the abyss known as the Void Realm—a dimension of madness, where unspeakable horrors twist reality and gnaw at the edges of sanity. His path is a blood-soaked, corpse-littered stairway to godhood, a brutal ascent through decay and despair.

This is the tale of a man who, by trampling gods, demons, and the mighty underfoot, dares to set decay aflame with the spark of free will—birthing something entirely new.

Sanity? Just my power bank.

Reset. Ragnarok.

A dark, unflinching epic, this story is like a slow-cooked broth or a fiery, lingering liquor—meant to be savored, one potent sip at a time.