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"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.

Having opened his eyes once more, Chu Zheng found the world turned upside down. He had transformed from a Cultural Relic Restorer into a household slave. At the same time, a new feature had emerged within his body: a Repair Panel that refreshed daily, enabling his skills to continuously advance. 【Incomplete Mantra (repairable)】→【Great Circulatory Breathing Guideline】 【Ruined Temple Remnant (repairable)】→【Ancestral Dao Golden Body】 【Damaged Spirit Root (repairable)】→【Superior Quality Immortal Bone】 ………… In an era of cultivating truth, heroes compete fiercely, and prodigies rise together. From ancient times, sages and wise men were buried by the sands of time; a lifetime of glory or disgrace turned to naught in a blink, and only a few names are recorded in the annals of history. Having lived this life a second time, Chu Zheng did not seek the arts of immortality, but merely wished to have his name remembered by future generations.

This was the era of worldwide auto transformation! At the age of eighteen, everyone could awaken their autos and become auto men! Some awakened off-road vehicles, some awakened sports cars, and some awakened bicycles! By defeating the steel beasts and mechanical abyss monsters, unlocking achievements, and completing missions, one could earn point rewards to purchase various accessories such as firepower, armor, energy, and power cores! Xu Gu transmigrated here and started off by awakening an S-class heavy truck! Unexpectedly, he even had an additional binding to the Ultimate Enhancement System. [S-class heavy truck] got enhanced and became [SSS-class Leader, Optimus]! [S-class liquid hydrogen energy core] got enhanced and became [SSS-class portable hydrogen fusion energy core]! [SS-class defense force field] got enhanced and became [God-level Supreme Domain]! [SSS-class photon pulse cannon] got enhanced and became [Super God-level Annihilator Cannon]! Starting with the Ultimate Enhancement System, with the body of an auto man, Xu Gu conquered the world, dominated countless realms, and proved his invincibility!

[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!

She is the true daughter of a prestigious family in the Federation, who was lost outside and grew up in a garbage heap, and is also a waste with only F-level spiritual power. Her parents' abandonment and favoritism, the exclusion and framing by her green tea fake daughter sister, the cultivation sect in crisis. She can only regain her cultivation and turn the tide by participating in the Federation Planet's 'God Creation Game'! "No way? Someone with only F-level spiritual power can also enter the 'God Creation Game'?" "Maybe just to make up the numbers." "With only 3 attack points, even a gust of wind can kill her, right?" Josh, the sickly waste not favored by everyone, casually summoned a Divine-level Monster in the dimension. Just when everyone thought she was going to kill all sides, she smiled slightly: "Open for fortune-telling, divining the location, weaknesses, and treasures of monsters, looking at dimension feng shui, monster physiognomy, one divination for 3000 points, scan the code to pay, thank you!" Barrage: "What's wrong! 3000 points, what idiot would go there! She's a fraud!" Contestant: "Me me me! I want a reading, I want a reading!" "I was here first!" "Don't cut in line!" Barrage: "......" Are these the star contestants they've fostered with points?

Su Qinglan estava sentada de pernas cruzadas na grama, segurando o filhote de tigre mais gordinho que ela já tinha visto. "Aww... Olhe só para você", ela sussurrou, tocando seu narizinho. "Tão fofo que eu poderia te devorar..." Uma sombra repentina pairou sobre ela. "O que há de tão bom nesse filhote fedorento?" perguntou uma voz profunda e divertida. Ela piscou os olhos... e congelou. Erguendo-se acima dela estava um alto homem-fera tigre, seus olhos dourados estreitados em um sorriso preguiçoso e predatório. "Vamos ter o nosso", ele disse. O cérebro de Su Qinglan entrou em curto-circuito. ... Nosso? NOSSO?! Antes que ela pudesse processar, no momento seguinte foi içada sobre o ombro largo dele como um saco de grãos e carregada diretamente para a caverna. Su Qinglan ficou tão sufocada com a rapidez de tudo aquilo... que esqueceu até mesmo de reclamar. *** Os joelhos de Su Qinglan batiam um contra o outro enquanto ela olhava fixamente para a enorme serpente. Seus olhos vermelhos e frios se estreitaram, o movimento de sua língua provando o ar entre eles. "N-Não me coma", ela gaguejou, abraçando a si mesma. "Eu... eu não sou saborosa... sério, sou dura e cheia de... hm... colesterol ruim." A cabeça da cobra abaixou até ficar a centímetros de seu rosto. Suas orelhas de raposa tremeram freneticamente. E então, antes que ela pudesse piscar... seu corpo enorme cintilou, escamas transformando-se em pele bronzeada e músculos definidos. Diante dela estava um homem tão incrivelmente bonito que os pobres olhos de raposa de Su Qinglan lacrimejaram só de olhar para ele. Su Qinglan engoliu em seco, seu rabo ficando todo arrepiado em pânico. "Eu... eu..." Sua voz falhou. Okay, novo problema... a cobra é gostosa. Ela apertou os olhos fechados. "Se você... se você realmente quiser..." Ela soltou, com o rosto ardendo, "...v-você pode... me pegar." *** Em um momento, Su Qinglan estava lutando com todas as suas forças contra o rei zumbi. Boom! No momento seguinte, ela acordou em um bizarro mundo das bestas... dentro do corpo de uma tirana local preguiçosa, mimada e gorda que todos odiavam. A Su Qinglan "original" tinha sido uma vilã arrogante e manipuladora que passava seus dias intimidando mulheres-fera mais fracas, perseguindo machos bonitos e aterrorizando as crianças da tribo. Agora, graças ao senso de humor distorcido do destino, Qinglan havia herdado o corpo e a má reputação. Mas, sinceramente? Ser gorda em um mundo das bestas ainda era melhor do que passar fome no apocalipse. Pelo menos aqui, ela podia comer. O único problema? Neste mundo, os homens não eram apenas homens, eram homens-fera. Altos, fortes, perigosos... E aparentemente, esperava-se que cada mulher-fera tivesse vários maridos. O problema? As palhaçadas da Qinglan "original" haviam espantado todos os machos decentes num raio de dezesseis quilômetros. Armada com seus instintos de sobrevivência apocalíptica, uma língua afiada e um misterioso sistema que de repente se ativou... "Vinculando com a hospedeira..." "Parabéns, hospedeira, por chegar com sucesso ao mundo das bestas." Qinglan decidiu que não iria chorar sobre o destino. Se ela tivesse que viver aqui, então viveria grande, literalmente.

A cat... That is also a warlock... That likes to eat ghosts. --- Mater Evol Heracy was a prideful warlock in his past life. But he successfully escaped his ill-fated to a new world. Unfortunately for him, he has become a cat. Mater found himself in the modern 21st century that filled with horrors in every nook and cranny of this haunted city. Coincidentally, ghosts are exactly what he needs to grow his power. "I shall feasts upon all the horrors and become the one and only Darklord. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" -- https://discord.gg/QMDetEzXaj

"Specialize in all kinds of magic tools, treasure tools, spiritual tools, and Taoist tools. As long as you can produce them... I will even make immortal tools for you to see!!" When playing a virtual game, Lin Feng traveled through another world with a secondary professional skill he had just learned. In this world of cultivation with countless strong people, what kind of magnificent and wonderful life can a small casual cultivator who has obtained a supernatural skill create?

The story follows Bai Liu, who, after losing his job, becomes involved with multiple unavoidable horror live-streaming games full of various monsters and players with killing intent, putting the players’ lives at stake.