Terror Broadcast

In an apocalyptic world where a highly corrosive fog has been decimating cities and causing huge numbers of casualties, citizens live in a constant state of panic and worry. With the government struggling to prevent further tragedies, it was difficult for people to carry on with hope when they’re uncertain about their own futures. Ye Zhao is blessed with an uncanny ability to sense when this fog will appear. He uses this skill to alert his friends, Luo Xiaochen and Xia Zhiming, and those who will listen to his advice online. A life saved lives on for another day, and with Ye Zhao’s ‘sixth sense’ guiding them through the chaos, the three have been able to evade the worst of the fog and keep their little lives intact till now. Sometimes, it really helps when you have a friend who is even more reliable than the weatherman… However, amongst all the chaos, Ye Zhao slowly realizes that his senses are becoming more and more sensitive. He was seeing things that normal people couldn’t see, hearing things that normal people couldn’t hear…What is this? Is he slowly going crazy? To add the cherry on top of his chaotic life, he is unexpectedly reunited with his old flame, Nie Renyan, when Luo Xiaochen finds him lying unconscious near his apartment building. Once tight lovers, and now practically strangers, Ye Zhao finds himself with many questions and the burning urge to strangle the man who broke his heart by suddenly vanishing from his life. Why did you leave? Where did you go? Why did you show your face after all these years? With Nie Renyan’s opportune reappearance which only creates more questions than answers, Ye Zhao suddenly finds himself embroiled in a mystery that involves a world beyond his wildest imagination. What are these fantastical beasts? What does this have to do with the fog and with Ye Zhao himself? Nie Renyan, just what the hell are you?!

Annan transmigrated to a new world – the Land of Dense Fog. He had become a rare elite NPC who possessed the player’s system. However, he had the heart of a player. I like to stir up matters, and unbridled. But, I’m a kind player. The ally of justice who is favored by this world. I’m on a main mission. As the righteous player, I’m following my destiny to eradicate you, the evil NPC! Dear player, I’d recommend you to stop running away. The mission is completed. I’m the righteous NPC now to punish you, the evil players… — In the long dark night, the crimson moon hangs high in the sky. Hoarse whisper patrols the streets. The brass steam engine is emitting blood mist. Your brain is in ecstasy; your eyes are enchanted. With cracked skins, it sprouts new flesh. In the gray mists, shirek cries come from the flesh wall that consumes thousands of corpses… “Stop crying, our players don’t bite. They just want to play with you.” The Solitary Schemer, Number 1 Player, Land of Dense Fog’s Savior, Leader of 13 Saints, Friend of 12 Upright Deity, Pioneer King, “The Righteous One,” Gatekeeper of Forth Disaster, Crownless Deity, the great Annan advised kindly.

A bookstore that opens only at late night, Welcome.

The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. “Landlord, is this what you meant by ‘the house can be a little crowded at night’‽”

“I think… my boyfriend is trying to kill me,” Lin Sanjiu muttered. As she thought about that rich, handsome, and gentle boyfriend of hers, she could not help but tremble all over. At the present, someone close to her had personally raised the curtains to an apocalyptic hell, and slowly, it was creeping up to her. —- What if earth devolved into a apocalyptic hellhole? What if you found out you not only have to survive just one apocalyptic event but have to struggle through multiple worlds with different end-world scenarios? And you get to meet more superpowered crazies than you can imagine! Presenting the worst nightmare that your weird doomsday prepper neighbour with a bunker full of canned beans could have, Doomsday Wonderland is a novel filled with subverted tropes, non-OP characters and a female friendly label which offends all politically correct fanatics. As ‘lucky’ humans evolved to posthumans with the ability to adapt to the New World or mutate into disgusting duoluozhongs to survive, follow Lin Sanjiu as she struggles through multiple challenges to just live one more day… and make sense of this New World that will no longer be the same.

Luo Qiu became the boss of a ‘club’ by chance. It was a weird club that sold strange items and with a servant girl that had 300 years of working experience. Countless people with dreams, hopes and ambitions came to the club to exchange anything precious they own for what they want. They would offer their lifespan, items, and even their soul. Every successful trade would increase Luo Qiu’s lifespan by a little. “Tribute successful, your lifespan has increased by 99 years.” As thus, Luo Qiu began his endless life as the club’s boss.

At his best friend’s memorial service, Bai Yan almost burst out laughing and got beaten to death. Along the way, Bai Yan’s fits of laughter turned into ones of anger. His joy quickly turned to sorrow as he met his punishment that night. He curiously opened the app that he had never seen before on his phone and was suddenly pulled into a terrifying world of reincarnation… An infinite stream of horror flowed into his mind, ominous descriptions, breakthroughs, and storylines.

In this latest work by Lord of the Mysteries author, Cuttlefish That Loves Diving, be prepared for a well-thought out and detailed apocalyptic, cyberpunk world with a setting superseding Lord of the Mysteries! Our protagonist, Shang Jianyao, is crazy—literally crazy, at least that’s what the doctors said. Living in a huge, underground building of Pangu Biology, one of the few remaining factions in this apocalyptic wasteland known as the Ashlands, he acts in unfathomable ways that’s head-scratching, comical, and shrewd. So is he really crazy? Probably. He has a grand dream: to save all of humanity. Intricately tied to this dream is something everyone in the Ashlands believes in: Deep in a particular ruin buried away by danger and famine, a path leading to a new world awaits. To step into the new world, one only needs to find a special key and open that certain door. There, the land is bountiful, as if milk and honey flows freely. The sunlight is dazzling, as if all coldness and darkness are washed away. The people will no longer have to face desolation, monsters, infections, mutations, and all kinds of dangers. There, children are joyous, adults are happy, everything is fine as they are supposed to be. Every Antiquarian, Ruin Hunter, and Historian roaming the Ashlands knows: That’s the New World.

I traverse along the pathway of darkness and imagination… Entering the realm born by human imaginations… Challenging Harry Potter’s magic, commanding the great Pirates of the Caribbean. Terminating the Terminator’s strength, tearing apart the Matrix’s Hallucination. Virus is my slave. Endurance my inheritance. Growing and hunting in the boundless universe. Breaking through boundaries in a mysterious space. Desiring evil, conspiracy and betrayer. Who can redeem what was already lost? In a battle of demons, who can leave an immortal legacy? A declining Trump card, Final evolution! I’m… on a journey! We are one!

The once-bustling and noisy streets were now filled with an eerie blanket of silence. Hoarse and frenzied whispers lingered high above the heavens, and an indescribable ancient giant lurked in the shadows of the bottomless ocean. A mysterious plague had outbroken, and natural disasters wrought the Earth. Global pandemic and catastrophes had the panicked masses seeking illusory shelters from the devastation, day and night. A bloody shower poured over the land as the streaks of lightning tore across the sky, illuminating the ill-intentioned gathering of ravens above. Nevermore, nevermore, quoth the ravens. “We can see that this malformed creature has twelve pairs of ribs like humans, but also has a “transverse bone” that humans do not possess…” In the medical school, Gu Jun continued bringing down his scalpel, illustrating the abnormal thoracic structure of the malformed cadaver on the dissection table to the surrounding students. Ominous and treacherous times had descended! Truth and logic had crumbled, order warped into a frenzy. Humanity can only forge ahead through the power of intelligence and wisdom.

Bai Lixin was caught in a strange game. [Ding! Welcome players to the immersive escape game.] [Ding! Let’s begin the luck detection. The luck will be linked to the player’s copy selection.] As the other players’ tests were A,B,B..the detection system slowly pulsed on Bai Lixin’s head. [Ding! Congratulations player; your luck is F-, and the universe deems you unlucky!] [Ding! Congratulations to the player. You have obtained the special title – “God of Bad Luck” (unique).] Bai Lixin: “???” Congratulations? Where’s the joy in that? Soon after, the players trapped in the escape game found that there was an incredibly beautiful but tragic player in the game. The face is unbelievable, the strength is unbeatable, but the luck is so bad that the copy he gets either has a bug or is a horror S level. Just when everyone thought that the little beauty would certainly die, he broke through countless levels and embarked on the road to immortality. . . Bai Lixin, the full-level boss, mistakenly strayed into a strange game to find his husband. Later, he found that his old attacker had become all kinds of bosses in the copy and these big bosses were most often not human. A water body, true ancestor of the vampire clan, an undead knight, a dragon…. Well, he had to admit that each had its own advantages

There once existed an honorable founder of this panguan school of cultivation. His reputation was illustrious, but nowadays nobody dared to mention him. Even if they did, all they said was, “He met a miserable end.” Only Wen Shi still abided by the rules. Every day, he would pay respects to the founder’s ferocious, colorful portrait, but because of that he ended up summoning a sickly tenant. The tenant stood in front of the portrait and asked, “Who drew this?” Wen Shi: “Me.” Don’t ask. If you do, you’ll just end up feeling touched.