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In the nineteenth year after crossing into another world, Lin Gui struggles to survive in an apocalyptic city-state. After one act of kindness, he unexpectedly binds himself to the “Messenger System.” In this fantasy apocalyptic world of city-states, where order has collapsed, communication has been cut off, and demons in the wilderness number in the hundreds of millions— Delivering letters makes him stronger! To grow stronger, he carries long-severed longings across the entire fantasy world. The merfolk royal court built ten thousand miles beneath the deep sea—Atlanna. The angelic city-state suspended above the clouds—Eden. The mage capital filled with floating towers—the City of a Thousand Towers. The Demon God's fortress that caused the deaths of countless living beings. To reach these legendary cities, Lin Gui passes through forbidden zone after forbidden zone: the Withered Rift, the Silent Sea, the Red Clay Desert, the Undead Swamp... Along the way, he also meets one charming beauty after another who stumbles into traveling with him: elves, princesses, Holy Saintesses, mermaids, angels, fox-girls... He has also delivered all kinds of bizarre letters for all kinds of strange beings. A mythical dragon’s egg. A lace dress sent to a Hero on the front lines. The 258th love letter addressed to the Demon God? For the sake of delivering letters, he has stepped into endless labyrinths, crossed lost sea ruins, and even bravely charged into the women’s restroom of a magic academy. From the touching longings at the very beginning to the sheer absurdity later on, Lin Gui has already grown numb. “Where are we delivering this time?” The white-haired, red-eyed elf lying on his back asked curiously. Lin Gui replied expressionlessly. “The small woods outside the Demon God's fortress...” “Who sent it?” “The Demon God’s 257th lover.”

Ansu is reincarnated into a game world… and right at the start, he’s about to be brainwashed by the main antagonist — the World Ending Witch. To control him, the witch hypnotizes him every day, planting psychological suggestions until he slowly becomes her loyal tool. Fortunately, Ansu has a cheat ability: he can simulate the future and preview every bad ending. So he pretends to be successfully hypnotized, secretly waiting for a chance to escape. Since someone under hypnosis can’t lie, everything he says will be taken by the witch as his true feelings. Hmm… maybe he can use this to farm affection points, so she’ll become more and more reluctant to kill him? And thus, Ansu begins his “operations.” Good news: The witch’s attitude toward him keeps getting better. Bad news: It’s getting too good… Oh no. He’s completely trapped now.

Under the blood-red moonlight, listening to the whispers of ancient gods, a transmigrator steps into this new world of steam and steel. The Twelve True Gods sit high upon their thrones, while the Great Old Ones linger within memory. Mysteries from the Dreamlands, unfathomable artifacts, potions of the new world, and secret arts of the old. On Victorian-style streets, Lynch opens the door to his detective agency—and falls into deep thought at the tentacles knocking outside. Is there any saving someone with excessively high ‘inspiration’? Waiting online. Urgent.

Victor transmigrated into the body of a discarded heir of the Corvinus family and was ruthlessly exiled to a land overrun by monsters—the Eternal Night Peninsula, a cursed forbidden zone. At the start, he had nothing but a rusty surgical knife. Fortunately, he awakened the Universal Integrated Clinic System! Only… the art style seemed a little off. Facing an indescribable stitched abomination, the system prompted: [Severe skin laxity detected. Recommended treatment: full-body skin-lifting surgery.] Facing a vampire mummy, the system prompted: [Severe anemia and dental deformities detected. Recommended treatment: blood replacement and installation of Enchanted Titanium Alloy Fangs.] Facing a frenzied twin-headed demon wolf, the system prompted: [Redundant brain tissue detected. Recommended treatment: Redundant Brain Tissue Resection.] And so, within the cursed land, a clinic that made all monsters tremble came into existence—a true black shop. Victor held up his chainsaw, smiling gently. “Don’t be afraid. I’m a conscientious doctor. I never use anesthesia. Just endure it—this will be over soon.” The monsters’ sanity plummeted as they shivered in terror. Yet after Victor’s round of “physical treatment”— The stitched corpse maiden transformed into a gothic lolita; The vampire became an exquisite, mature beauty; The twin-headed demon wolf became an adorable beast girl. Years later, when the Corvinus family army and the Holy Light Church marched into the exile zone with killing intent, prepared to collect Victor’s corpse, they instead beheld him seated upon a throne of bones. Behind him stood countless goddess-tier beauties. Victor adjusted his glasses. “Here for treatment? Please register first. Not sick? Then…” “…you’ll be made into a specimen.”