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"Welcome aboard the Dimensional Rift game exclusive train. This train will depart from the Level E Departure Station and head to Level D stations. Please ensure your safety while boarding in an orderly manner and abide by the train rules." "The train rules are as follows:" "1. Do not bring non-game items onto the train. (Underwear is the exception)" "2. Consumption is mandatory. (All train staff are unpaid volunteers)" "3. Do not turn on the lights after they are out. (Except for those who are exceptionally talented and courageous)" "Additionally, the train encourages various leisure activities such as sneak attacks, brawling, and predation. Players are free to choose." "We wish you a pleasant journey."

[True to its genre: a creepy, rule-based horror story, highly refined and quality assured, but prospective readers seeking a thrilling experience should think carefully before proceeding.] In order to secure a substantial university life experience grant, Lin Yi and his roommate registered to attend a suburban university. A seemingly ordinary but slightly unsettling set of student regulations; Strange signs in front of the buildings and seemingly normal building rules; Mysterious figures threading through the campus under abnormal weather conditions… As the experience unfolded, more and more bizarre people and events emerged. To survive and leave the campus, Lin Yi had to navigate on the edge of the rules… [Note: The logical chain of this book was deduced by the author before it was written, forming a closed loop. All rules serve as clues, and all the inconsistent, mysterious occurrences will receive scientific (or quasi-scientific) explanations. There are no supernatural events or related phenomena (just kidding), you are welcome to try reading it!]

In the post-apocalyptic era, amidst the wasteland and chaos, the great path reaches the heavens. Mad Outer Gods, uncontrollable cursed cultivation methods, extraordinary martial artists facing ominous old age... Above the starry sky, deities circle, and below, ghosts roam at night! In this doomsday scenario, Xu Shu carries the "Primordial Scroll" and transmigrates. Through a simulation game, he achieves one exclusive accomplishment after another, seeking a sliver of hope for survival. The ten-day apocalypse, the Dragon King returns, resurrects his lover, and saves the world; With a passionate and generous heart, he fights and conquers while carrying the burden of a grieving father whose child was stillborn... As more and more accomplishments are achieved, he gradually lets himself go within the simulation game. Until... A true disciple of the Female Void Palace is pregnant overnight, announcing an emergency lockdown; The long-extinct master of the White Jade Capital rises from the grave, destroys enemies with a wave and proves his Dao as a Great Emperor; A shepherd boy arrives at the gates of the Holy Temple, claiming to be Ye Su; Moreover, a young man riding a cow attains enlightenment, leaving Hangu Pass and preaching with a scroll: - The human race must strengthen itself. You may admire me, but there's no need to worship me; - Together, we punish those who claim to be gods! ... Dreams reflect reality, and more and more people begin to spread his name and words across the land. Only then does Xu Shu realize that the life he simulated has far-reaching effects, like a butterfly flapping its wings! And those rampant Outer Gods finally recall the fear that once dominated them... He dies thousands of times on the path to ascension, and another night passes in the Primordial Scroll. Suddenly looking back, he has shattered both heaven and earth. "I, Xu Shu, am a crude person. My apologies, fairy!" ---

"Blue Star 4.0 will begin its maintenance-free update at 12:00 AM on April 1st. The main content and adjustments of this update are as follows." "New monthly rule 'Active Talent' added: All players must converse with others for a total of 1000 sentences every day..." When an abrupt notification sound echoed in the ears of all humans on Blue Star. The world faced its cleansing. In every monthly version update, a new rule would descend, which all players had to obey. ... Chen Yi, who had found a massive loophole before the third version update, looked at the six-figure Points Balance in his account and broke into a grin. "Tuberculosis Rabbit, this time we might just rise to the top."

Shao He, heir to a family renowned for medical and poison skills, a top special agent of the 21st century, unexpectedly transmigrated into the body of a pathetic Madam Marquis who had been tortured to death! And on that very night, she was thrown into the Mass Burial Mound! Looking at the newborn in her arms, Shao He resolved to live a splendid life in this foreign world! From then on! She was the Divine Doctor who aided the world! She was the fearsome Poison Queen! She possessed wealth to rival nations! She was also an astonishing scholar! And the Marquis, filled with regret, wished he could kill himself on the spot, "He'er, I was wrong, you...” “Shut up, I am now the Empress!”

Have you ever wondered about unpredictable life? One minute everything is so good and then suddenly the next minute everything just turns around… Anya Owen faced such times thrice in her life due to one person. Twice she survived and started leading a happy life with her darling son. But could she survive the jeopardy he was going to cause again in her life? Alvin Matthews, the most mysterious man in the city. Nobody knows where he is, what is up to, or what he does. Some even doubt if he is alive or dead. Could he stop himself from falling for the little feisty woman? Well, he never stops himself. But he doubted if he would get killed by the stone-hearted woman before he could soften her heart. ~~~ Excerpt: Alvin watched Anya politely speaking with the butler. He leaned back on the armchair and crossed his legs, intently watching the soft smiles appearing on the delicate face. “Hey, Little Chipmunk, why is your mother good to all but me?” He asked shifting his eyes on the little man who was crossing his little legs playing a video game on his mobile. A sly smirk appeared on Zane’s face. He carelessly threw his words, “That’s what you deserve, Chipmunk Monster.” Alvin: “...” Alvin has to rack his brain to appease Little Monster... Correction, Little Master and his Devil… The second Correction, his Queen. ~~~ This is an original story. Thank you ^_^ for giving it a try. DISCORD: Munchkin_2#7368 Story DISCORD: https://discord.gg/QhhXXWq Ko-fi: ko-fi.com/munchkin_2 Instagram: auth_munchkin Linktree: https://linktr.ee/munchkin

She died in prison. After years of betrayal, humiliation, and pain. But fate gave her a second chance-rebirth. Now, she's no longer the submissive housewife everyone looked down on. She's a fierce, unstoppable boss lady-out for revenge. Cheating ex? Destroyed. Fake friends? Exposed. Dignity? Reclaimed. She takes back everything they stole from her-one slap at a time. But just when she thought she had control over everything, she comes home to the mysterious man in the wheelchair. With a sweet smile, she leans down. "Miss me?" He suddenly stands up, pins her against the wall, and whispers, "I missed you... and I need you." Her eyes widen. "Y-Your legs?! When did you-?" He smirks. "That's a secret."

Sam Sanderson is envied by many for his job, however he himself didn't seem to like it much. Due to his expertise in nanotechnology he was tasked with monitoring the state of the Valkyries, humanity's strongest weapons which all just happen to be made in the form of gorgeous females. Forbidden from even touching any of them, Sam spends his days in agony, watching flowers within his grasp yet out of it at the same time.. All of that seemed to change one day.  His luck receives a massive boost, but with it comes new dangers, more responsibilities, and conspiracies knocking on his door one after the other. Finding himself diving head first into an inter-dimensional mess, Sam realizes that sleeping with sexy robots was the least of his concerns. ====================== Royal Road Check out my other works! On [Webnovel]: Maids VS Apocalypse.

Selom a celebrity and an independent lady was shocked by the news of her pregnancy. "How on earth can I be pregnant?." Being pregnant at 24 wasn't a shocking news at all but for Selom it was. She was still a virgin, she never went through the process of IVF or surrogacy, so how was she pregnant? Isn't it funny to be pregnant without knowing how? And also without knowing who the father of the child is? Would she accept the unexpected pregnancy and raise the child all by herself or would she do otherwise? There's still more to come, how would Selom feel when she finds out the truth behind her pregnancy? What conspiracy led to her being pregnant? Find out more in Selom's Tale- Born to Rule.

You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late. I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan— “Mommy?” I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.” “Mommy!” I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?” He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world. My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?” I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside. I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game. Well, we may just survive this mess after all. Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes. I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival. For Leo and me. Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.