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The Cube Queen's Apocalypse Feast

#NoCP #PlayingPig (This novel is one of my favorites. I’ve gone back and reread it about 5–6 times now.) Jing Shu has seen the end of the world, and it’s literally a storm of epic proportions, and she’s been given the ultimate do-over: a ten-year rewind. Thrown back in time to just two months before everything goes to hell, she has one mission: to make her apocalypse as comfortable as possible. Forget just surviving. While others are scrambling for canned beans, Jing Shu is building a fortified sanctuary, raising soon-to-be-extinct poultry for gourmet meals, and cultivating a garden of forgotten veggies. Armed with a mysterious evolving cube that grants her a private pocket dimension and a magical spirit spring water, she’s set to ride out the disaster in style. But what’s the point of living like a queen if you can’t enjoy a little revenge? The apocalypse is about to get a serious upgrade in style, and Jing Shu can’t wait for her enemies to see what they’re missing. Let them hear the sizzle of her steak and smell the aroma of her barbecue. Their despair is just the seasoning she needs. In a world where humanity itself is changing, mutating into powerful "New Humans" fused with the chaos, Jing Shu is ready to evolve right along with them. She’s got her cube, her spring, and a plan. The storm is coming, and she has a front-row seat. === English Original Title:《I'm planting a field in the end times》 (Note: Title adapted for tone and readability while preserving the story’s core themes.) Status: Completed
Reiya_Alberich · 232.6k Views

A Foolish Regressor's Only Choice

An infected world. With a never-ending invasion. Status screens, unique skills, gods and demons… even monsters capable of ending the world in a single breath. “Hah… what kind of nonsense is this? What did ̵h̵u̵m̵a̵n̵i̵t̵y̵ (i) do to deserve any of it?” A boy stood at the cliff’s edge, but he looked nothing like the terrified survivors scattered far behind him. He looked over the Cliff, an evil smile permeated his face, the kind no good soul should ever be able to make staring endlessly at the abyss of monsters counting in the millions... This smile was unordinary. A smile like that could only come from a psychopath or some pain loving freak. Wind fought against his clothes blowing against him, and beneath the torn fabric of his shirt, black linen tattoos shimmered like living veins of ink, crawling and shifting with unearthly symbols. He stood above the ever hollowing Zenith Chasm, as the sole vanguard for the beginning of the raid. Having fearful last minute thoughts are normal, for anyone staring at such an abomination of numbers. Yet you see only one mantra stayed firm this boy, Iskael's heart. A coping mantra more dear than anything. “The one who conquers time…” he murmured, eyes glinting with something far beyond hope or despair. ... "Will conquer the universe.” He stepped forward. Air rushed past him as he let himself fall, his body flipping weightlessly through the tranquil yet furious winds, and as he fell those black tattoos began glowing brighter with each rotation in preparation for something. Then, as monsters roared and the world shook beneath him, he whispered: “Ah.. well I guess I'm still just a half step there if we want to be technical…" But you see, my little karma farms...” His grin widened. “I’m still a regressor.” **BOOOM**
DeadlyReplacement · 597 Views

The Author's Draft

"Failed writer. Failed hunter. Failed at life." Aiden Jus had heard it all before. At twenty-eight, he was a walking reminder of what happened when you failed your mana awakening and spent thirteen years chasing a dream that would never come true. No powers. No future. Just a cramped flat in the UK and a lifetime of rejection letters from publishers who never bothered to read past the first page. But the day Aiden decided to give up on writing—the day he was ready to finally accept a soul-crushing desk job at an editing firm—everything changed. *[You have been chosen by Nabu, God of Literacy and Scribes]* *[Skill Acquired: Narrative Embodiment (Divine-Rank)]* The ancient Mesopotamian deity offered Aiden something unprecedented: the power to physically enter any story he writes and gain real abilities from the fictional worlds he creates. *[You have mastered Celestial Blade Art - Skill permanently acquired]* *[You have learned Tier-9 Spell: Void Severance - Spell permanently acquired]* Every sword technique mastered, every spell learned, every power gained inside his stories becomes permanently his in the real world. But so does every death trap, overpowered villain, and narrative cruelty he carelessly wrote in moments of frustration. Suddenly, Aiden isn't just a failed writer anymore. While other awakened humans rely on mana cores and dungeon raids, Aiden's strength comes from the worlds born from his imagination—a power that operates outside the traditional hunter system entirely. As rival gods compete for powerful human contractors and ancient ruins promise unimaginable treasures, Aiden must survive the deadly fictional universes he created while building his reputation in a society that once dismissed him as worthless. **From the typewriter to the battlefield, Aiden Jus will prove that the pen truly is mightier than the sword—as long as you're willing to live through every word you write.** --- *An action-fantasy progression series blending real-world hunter systems, divine contracts, multi-genre story realms, and the ultimate question: What would you do if you had to survive your own worst writing?* Author's Note 1 chapter per day.
Mr_Raiden · 1.9k Views

Love Gacha: Apocalypse Cured with My Seed

The world ended on a Tuesday. Cities fell. Monsters rose. And somehow… my d*ck got a system. Hi. I’m Rex Lucifer, 22, certified virgin, chronic overthinker, and now officially the world’s last hope. Right when the apocalypse began tearing the world apart, the heavens opened— —not to save humanity— —but to install a gacha system into my soul. And guess what? Turns out my seed is the cure to the virus that wiped out 70% of men on earth and turned half the planet into hormonal murder-beasts. [Host: Rex Lucifer] [Function: Cure the virus with… uh, “seed distribution.”] [Daily Point Reset: 00:00] [Points Earned: By killing monsters. The uglier they are, the more they drop.] [Current Gacha Rates] SSR Heroine (1%) – “Congratulations, you lucky bastard.” SR Heroine / Rare Item (4%) – “Nice pull. Don’t waste her.” Common Supplies (30%) – “Bandages, yay.” Trash (65%) – “A rusty spoon. Amazing.” With men nearly extinct, women everywhere are: Armed, Desperate And Hot And… extremely curious about my “healing method.” From katana-wielding samurai girls, to mutant-immune police officers, to tsundere scientists who want to “study my fluid composition”… My life turned into a reverse apocalypse harem overnight. I just wanted to survive. Now I’m being chased by a woman carrying a shotgun and asking if I can “check her for symptoms.” (…She wasn’t infected.) (…She just wanted a baby.) This world is insane.
Peak_Immortal · 1.8k Views