Thriller: I Created An Alien Asylum

Mysterious recovery, dawn of the gods, must it be a good thing? Accompanied by the rejuvenation of the aura, there is…the unsolvable horror! A strange surname, a soul that travels between two worlds, a mysterious epic…

[Horror + No Female Lead] A strange game has come, pulling all humans into a strange world to complete a terrifying task. If you fail, you will lose life points, and if you lose points, you will die! A famous psychologist Zhao Yi was also pulled into this game, but his data source code showed an unknown disorder. So, an abnormal human who made all ghosts tremble appeared! Crybaby: I just wanted to issue him a side quest, but he cut off my head! Domestic violence ghost: I just went to the hospital to remove my appendix, but I didn't expect that the appendix would be left after the operation... The evil god who had just been summoned looked at Zhao Yi, who was holding cutlery in front of him, with an excited and hungry look, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought...

【Cthulhu】【Foundation】【Greece】......All Myths Lin Mo traveled to a world where card masters are respected, and awakened the one-in-a-million card master talent——【Evil Oracle】 However, everything follows the principle of equivalent exchange. While gaining a powerful talent, Lin Mo also lost the right to use ordinary cards, and the cards would explode as long as they were used. In order to continue on the path of a card master, Lin Mo had no choice but to do it himself, engraving, writing, and reshaping, as Lin Mo followed the steps step by step to complete them. Countless evil gods who had been sleeping in myths were brought back to the world by Lin Mo in the form of cards. Ancient evil god - Yamata no Orochi End of the Black Dragon - Nidhogg Fallen Angel - Lucifer Supreme Mother Goddess - Shub-Nicholas Devil Blood Soldier - Chiyou Countless cards with ancient mysterious atmosphere emerged from Lin Mo's hands In the blood-stained dusk, the black dragon cut through the sky In the surging sea, the demon snake spit venom The distant North Morning Star fell, and when the day and night were reversed, the angels broke their wings in the world Medusa, Spear of Longinus, Revelation of the Old Testament ...... Summoning cards, equipment cards, skill cards, prop cards, every card, all originated from the oldest evil god in mythology. Lin Mo gently held the card in his hand until the low hum of the horn of the old civilization sounded in his ears. The prosperous times are gone, the old days are back He comes with fear, spreading like a tide He comes with the end of the world, creating an era in blindness and chaos The ignorant, the human beings prostrate themselves in worship The sky is dark, the will of God is conveyed to all living beings

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 rushing river in the past is now bloody red. The low roar echoed in the mountains, and the ancient chants fluttered in the desert. Scarlet shadows walked onto the dark streets, and the nameless corpses fell in the quiet alleys. Weird viruses permeated the empire, deadly plagues spread silently, and dying patients were struggling with illness. In order to survive, Jiang Zuo, who was infected with the virus, transformed his body into a game—— Recruit players, create a copy, and form the strongest cell group!

When that weird old almanac comes to you, don’t throw it away. In this already broken and twisted world, I have only one piece of advice—— Please keep in mind the pros and cons and go out to read the almanac. Good luck, Old Calendarist.

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.

Have you heard? There’s a certain kind of person in this world, who, even without any substantial contact, and with just a flash of thought, can discern a lot. Their eyes have the ability to penetrate through to the past, to clarify the present and to break the veil of the future. They can see what you see through your eyes, smell what you smell through your nose, taste what you taste through your tongue, and can even perceive what you think through your heart. This kind of a person is called—a psychic. A story about the awakening of a ‘guabi’, who is merely plodding through life, from his deep slumber. (*guabi, a slang term, meaning ‘dead idiot’ = people who are penniless and jobless)

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.

Hell is empty, evil spirits are revived, the world is like hell. Li Yue, who traveled through the mysterious revived world, has no cheats. He can only work hard to become stronger so that he can have the qualifications to live freely in this desperate world.

An obscure restaurant in an ordinary street? The cursed thing sealed in the steel city? Reverse the mysterious time-space history of confusion? ... From the moment he was able to see the "ID" and "Blood Bar", Gu Mo thought that his way of opening was wrong. He was determined to return to the world of normal people and not be dragged down by his own imagination and hallucinations. However, the painting style of the everyday world is still breaking down day by day, and the broken daily life is getting more and more magnificent day by day, and he found that something was a little wrong.

This is a game that surpasses dimensions. It is also a competition for the search of truth. Unknown seals, a game of chance with ghosts and gods… The digital struggle, the redemption of humans… In the virtual world that links with reality——It consciously decided us. It consciously chose us. It consciously decided our consciousness. And now, throw away your fear. Throw away your selfish thoughts, questions, and resistance… Free your mind. Welcome to: Thriller Paradise.