2 scary abanndon building horror stories

Upon waking, Jiang Hui found himself to have unbelievably transformed into a willow tree, luckily, he had the Golden Finger by his side. Looking around, he suddenly had a grand dream, that was to create a powerful tribe that could stand the test of time. But what's the story with this Stone Village in the neighboring mountain range? And who is this lad named Shi Hao?! Also, what's the deal with those nine worms dragging a massive bronze coffin?!

"I am Yang Jian. By the time you read this, I've already been dead..." A strange parchment, an eye that peeks into the darkness. This is the memoir of a person who survived.

[Rebirth + Era + Space + Getting Rich + Counterattack Face-Slapping] Waking up, Su Yuanyuan found herself in a time of famine. Looking at the bird-poor environment, she felt like she could die again to escape back. But why does this thought give her a splitting headache? Want to hang herself, but the safety rope brought from her space would break on its own? Thinking of jumping into the river, and she gets pulled out just after jumping in? Alright, better to live stubbornly than to die well. She has a space, can farm, and doesn't fret over food or clothing. Heaven, the 'father', offers conveniences, making life pleasantly good! However, that handsome guy who always forces her to work, I'm only ten years old, is it really okay for you to look at me with such deep affection?

"If you have artificial intelligence, what will you use to do?" Lincoln's answer is: make games! Create virtual worlds! Whether it was a classic game or a wonderful movie, all of them were adapted into virtual reality games! He wanted to make every game the cornerstone of the virtual world. ...... But before that, he had to set an example in his industry so that people would not go astray. And then he would have a few good fights with the leading boss of the gaming industry!

Clearing wasteland, farming, exploring and collecting, starting from scratch to slowly build an estate that completely belongs to oneself. Jiang Yuan always thought that the bound game was a cheat that could shuttle between two realms to sell things, until he discovered that the skills obtained in the game could also be used in reality!

Wei Jin is full of romanticism, and the Five Barbarians are about to disrupt the Central Plains. This is the era Zhao Hanzhang transmigrated into, where commoners and families of humble origin are in distress, and the aristocratic families only engage in empty talks. In order to prevent the gentry from migrating south and to ensure that the world is free of starvation, allowing every common person to eat their fill, Zhao Hanzhang could only roll up her sleeves and get to work. Wei Jin lacks idle talks, we are the people who work hard for food in this world! This is a construction story about striving to survive in a chaotic world with a matchmaking partner, also known as "I Engage in Infrastructure in a Turbulent World." Zhao Hanzhang encountered an accident on her way back to school after a matchmaking meeting, and upon opening her eyes, she found herself in the chaotic Southern and Northern Dynasties. In this era where order has collapsed and etiquette and morals are all forgotten, there are still people unwilling to succumb to fate, yearning for freedom, and striving optimistically and enthusiastically.

Due to his father's death, Lin Ju was forced to take over the family tractor factory. Facing the struggling tractor factory, Lin Ju said: "No worries, the system will step in!" "Since I can make tractors, it would be quite reasonable for me to switch production to rockets, right?" So, in the unremarkable tractor factory, a tall rocket rose. Then the whole world discovered that this tractor factory was becoming increasingly absurd: New energy vehicles, tanks, jet engines, passenger planes, fighter jets, aircraft carriers... People pointed at Lin's nose and asked, "Aren't you supposed to be making tractors?" Lin Ju innocently pointed at the Mars rover base: "It's tracked, can go on the ground, you tell me if that's not a tractor!"

Having traveled to the year 1983, Lu Jiaxin found herself at the start facing the failure of the original host in a high school exam, a stepmother who was sweet on the outside but dark-hearted, and a purely self-interested father. Designer Lu, facing a hellish start, decided: if her stepmother made a move, she'd countermove tenfold! If her father failed to act like a human, she'd teach him how to! She still intended to continue college; she heard that the degrees from Hong Kong University in the '80s were quite valuable, so she flung her sleeves and bravely explored the financial and business circles of Hong Kong. Bulky mobile phones, beepers, "007" on the dance floor! Victoria Mountain, Shallow Bay, female tycoons of Victoria!

[Horror Game Developer : My games really aren't that scary!] I hate horror. From the skittering sounds of footsteps racing behind me, to the soft yet unnervingly cold whispers curling around my ears... All of it. I hate it. So much so that I start puking whenever I reach a certain threshold. And yet, I am a Horror Game Developer. A crappy one at that. So, given my lack of ability, I decided to quit. And yet... [Congratulations, you've been selected for the Horror Game Developer System!] Nope, I don't want it. Let me quit. ※ Note : Your world might experience some changes. But don't worry! It's part of the game! *** This is a story about a game developer who hates horror, but has no choice but to develop games scary enough to traumatize people. You want to curse me for making you piss your pants? If that's the case, who do I curse? *** An SCP inspired story with its own twist! Discord : https://discord.gg/FK7ZQU3b9p

[Horror-Spieleentwickler: Meine Spiele sind wirklich nicht so gruselig!] Ich hasse Horror. Von den huschenden Geräuschen von Schritten, die hinter mir herjagen, bis zu den leisen, aber beunruhigend kalten Flüstern, die sich um meine Ohren winden... All das. Ich hasse es. So sehr, dass ich anfange zu kotzen, wenn ich eine bestimmte Schwelle erreiche. Und trotzdem bin ich ein Horror-Spieleentwickler. Ein miserabler noch dazu. Also habe ich beschlossen, aufzuhören, angesichts meiner mangelnden Fähigkeiten. Und doch... [Glückwunsch, Sie wurden für das Horror-Spielentwicklungssystem ausgewählt!] Nein, ich will es nicht. Lass mich aufhören. ※ Hinweis: Ihre Welt könnte einige Veränderungen erfahren. Aber keine Sorge! Es ist Teil des Spiels! *** Dies ist eine Geschichte über einen Spieleentwickler, der Horror hasst, aber keine andere Wahl hat, als Spiele zu entwickeln, die gruselig genug sind, um Menschen zu traumatisieren. Sie wollen mich verfluchen, weil ich Sie dazu gebracht habe, sich in die Hose zu machen? Wenn das der Fall ist, wen verfluche ich dann? *** Eine von SCP inspirierte Geschichte mit ihrer eigenen Wendung!