In a world of great competition, human life is like grass, and at the end of the dynasty, beacon fires are everywhere.

The heroes are divided, and the catastrophe has continued for years. The prosperous world is once a hundred miles without people, and there is no rooster in a thousand miles.

And above this chaotic world, beyond the earthly world, there are those who have passed away and are about to return.

They are either legends or myths…

In this great world, in a small border town, Yang Prison raised his head and saw dark clouds rolling in and a torrential rain coming.

…………

There are old books “Projection of the Heavens” and “Dao Ji”, and friends who like it can go and read.

This is a damn Victorian fantasy novel.

Add a spoonful of steam engines to get that damned tech tree moving! Add a spoonful of love and hate to give everyone a good reason to fight! Add a spoonful of madness to lighten up this gloomy world, and finally, add a spoonful of natural disasters as the main boss… Wait! Bloody hell, I poured too much!

…

Year 931 of the Envirg Calendar.

The city I live in has been named the most advanced city in the West. The main reason? Steam technology, the source of both groundbreaking innovation and utter chaos, has turned the world upside down. It’s undeniable. Yet, despite this, people still flock here in droves. This city always offers a glimmer of hope, whether it’s a lie or an illusion. It’s so close, seemingly within reach, that people are willing to risk everything for it. A city of illusions.

And I am one of those dream chasers.

Even the fairy-tale world of Pokémon is full of violence and lies. Fighting cannot solve everything. Only logic and thinking can break through the fog shrouding the truth. In the United States where ideals and reality meet, the secret cult is busy crowning the new king; criminals use Pokémon battles as a shield for their crimes; trainers in the secret room are deceived by their own special skills.

The good news is that I was reborn in a familiar world, but the bad news is that this place is called Argus.

The good news is that the Dark Titan has not come yet, but the bad news is that he has already set off.

The good news is that I have been appreciated by a big shot, but

the bad news is that the guy is called Archimonde. The good news is that I can be a prophet, but

the bad news is that I can be easily killed by Velen. The good news is that there is still time to reverse the future, but the bad news is that the success rate...tsk, not very ideal.

The good news is...

forget it, the rest is all bad news!

So let's go to step on the established history of my mother, and the new history will be written by a "Holy Spear" garrison officer. This job is basically not difficult. Anyway, there are neither annoying bronze dragons nor so many stubborn and troublesome NPCs here, so please witness his glory, or burn some incense in advance to predict how miserable his death will be.

Dear audience, the stage has been set, the lights are ready, and the curtain has been opened. The play that will be performed next is called "The Miracle of Holy Light" (crossed out)...ahem, we should call it "The New Miracle of Holy Light"!

After binding the food system, the back door of Sheng Jiu's restaurant leads to another world.

The first visitor from another world brought her a crab claw that was taller than a person.

Sheng Jiu: This ingredient is a bit exciting!

The small restaurant on the corner soon launched new products: shrimp dumplings and crab fried rice.

Various tempting aromas continue to attract diners.

After dining, diners commented: Although it is expensive, it tastes good, but the efficiency of serving is not good.

Sheng Jiu: Why don't you catch crabs?

As more and more worlds are opened, the ingredients are getting better and better.

The staff of the restaurant are getting more and more...

Looking at the big guys from various worlds busy in the restaurant, Sheng Jiu nestled in the corner and roared silently: In our world, only one object is allowed at a time, one, one!

And the country, New Tokyo.

Higashinohara, who wears his soul, only wants to live a quiet life without being disturbed, but [Crime Manual] accidentally appears in his mind. If you arrest the criminal, you can get attribute points and random rewards.

What? Can't you do it?

According to the criminal star of the prisoner, you can enjoy the free distribution of temporary attribute points (mission Buff) when arresting.

The poorer the prisoner, the more vicious the evil the prisoner is!

The harder my Buff is!

The fruits of mysterious ability, powerful swords, and various sequences of equivalences have all been transformed into magic rewards on the [Cevil Manual]...

Police Department: These extrajudicial maniacs are simply crazy, extremely vicious, full of evil...!!!

Higashinohara:

I mean...

Is there anything worse?!

...

...

The following is the protagonist's self-introduction:

My name is Higashinohara, a 16-year-old high school student. I'm unmarried. I boarded at Aragaki Detective Office, Ogawacho, Edogawa District, New Tokyo. After high school, I worked as a discipline committee member of the Academy City. I cooperated with the Academy City Guard to arrest the offender and didn't go home until 8 p.m.

When I get home, I will exercise with my fingers upside down for an hour and taste different brands of canned coffee before going to bed, just after recalling some subtle differences, just like recalling the criminals who fell into my hands.

I will fall asleep on time at 11 o'clock.

Everyone says that my work and rest is very regular and healthy.

But it's a little ashamed to say.

Recently, in my mind,

It seems that something strange has appeared....

What would you do when you have a system that can continuously simulate the world of immortal cultivation and assign you tasks?

If all the knowledge of cultivating immortals in this simulation is real and can be used in reality, there is no penalty for simulation failure, and the simulation can be performed indefinitely, what would you choose?

Jiang Ze smiled. Mission, what mission? How can the missions be as interesting as cultivating immortals?

In countless simulations, Jiang Ze regarded himself as a "player" and the simulation as a "copy", and chose to forge his own path to immortality by dying countless times in the "copy".

But when the girls in the "copy" came to him one after another, Jiang Ze was sweating profusely.

No...how did they get out of the copy?

Zhao Yewei runs a boutique private shop whose business is designing bespoke deaths for clients. One day, after crafting a unique death arrangement as usual for a customer, he unexpectedly finds himself pulled into a death game from which there seems to be no escape...

[Blue Star version 2.0 has been updated and a new entrance to the dream world has been added. All players can enter the dream world through the dream interface. The entrance is open from 0:00 to 8:00 every day. After the entrance is closed, the time in the dream world stops...]

At first, when the inexplicable words appeared in front of everyone on Blue Star, everyone thought it was a dream game. But as the power of the dream world came to reality, the world ushered in new changes.

Looking at the clock pointing to 8:01, Qin Chuan in the dream world smiled.

If the world comes to a standstill, only he can act.

"Then I can be invincible for a while, isn't that too much?"

What should I do after passing through?

Mo Jun’s answer is:

Life will be meaningless if you don’t work hard to enjoy it.

Then play music, then dance.

(Note: This book is a colleague of Qin Shimingyue, classified as light novels, not historical texts.)