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Shuttle Lezhin

Welcome to Rewind World Game

"When you see this line of text, the World Game has already begun." "This is 'True Person Competitive Global Live Stream Game' for Zhai Xing. " "Here, all Players become travelers, shuttling through worlds together. You can become a beacon of hope in an Apocalypse fraught with peril, witness Reincarnation in a future controlled by androids, or fight for your faction in a village where Werewolves clash with divine beings..." "I am Su Ming'an, possessing the unique Skill of Death Rewind." "Players who are eliminated become spectators. In a live stream with millions of views, they call me the strongest 'Number One Player', the eternal existent." "Others say I am a traitor sent by the Organizers, an unfit leader." "...But that doesn't matter." "For those who sacrifice themselves to help others, we should not let them freeze to death in the snowstorm. For those who pave the way for freedom, we should not let them bog down in thorns." "— I will bring a 'Bright Future' to everyone who has ever watched me." ... "...Whether they hold good intentions or Evil." ... Tags: Original World, Myriad Realms, Infinite Flow, Human Nature Flow, Long-term Foreshadowing, Plot Twists, No Female Lead, Multiple Endings including HE, BE, TE. World Progress (Original World): X City Apocalypse → Android Sci-fi → Senior High School Campus → Werewolf Killing Game World → Magical Ritual ... [The False Game begins: Prologue, The Real Game begins: Chapter 14]
Feng Yao didn't get enough sleep. · 352.2K Views

American Twist

The action takes place in 2119-2120. Since 2113, a protracted nuclear war has been going on between the Asian and Western Blocs. The war was preceded by the "Pre-War" for Indonesia, which began in 2107. The historical period of the Pre-War & War has already formed an entire generation. The "war process", as it is called, has little in common with ideas about a global Armageddon. The economy of the Western Nations is privatized by two superholdings - "constellations", which are parts of a single whole and do not compete. Over the years of the War, the ruling circles of different levels have achieved goals that were not initially set. This is the write-off of the US national debt, which paid for the construction of the global defense of the West, the implicit occupation by the US of its allies, partial privatization of the US itself by constellations. In the Asian Bloc, the picture is similar. Between the Blocks there is a channel for concluding and observing shadow "anti-apocalyptic" agreements - the "seventh headquarters". This is a nuclear-powered superplane-headquarters constantly flying over Antarctica. By the end of the 2110s, a peaceful settlement of the "Only War" is no longer being considered. Instead, the option of "Conversion of the Military Process" is being actively developed - minimizing military actions on the fronts, denuclearizing the War and "pushing" military actions into "high space orbits". The top of the constellations and the billionaire technocrat Bandon the Third in particular are interested in such a scenario. The "converted" War will open up freedom of action to form a new society, industry, morality and the exit of a selected part of humanity to the development of other planets. The moral values of the top of the constellations and Bandon are quite dubious. A certain crisis event, the details of which were determined later, was chosen as the impetus for launching "Conversion" several years earlier. An important element of this scenario is a certain personality - the leader of the rebels who seize a nuclear base, an aircraft carrier, etc. The role of the personality is doubly important due to the fact that the crisis event must develop on display, "in front of the cameras", to the whole world. The question of the motivation of such a personality is complicated by the fact that most candidates for this role will inevitably see such an enterprise as risky and having an outcome that is unpredictable for them. The problem is solved by preparing an agent with a processed consciousness - a fragment of memory and life that contains preparation, moral pumping and technical training for such an agent is hidden, erased. One of these sleeper agents, Andrei Zavirdyaev, lives the life of an ordinary CSCE employee (the old-new name of the OSCE). The crisis event is determined - it must be the hijacking of a new shuttle. Zavirdyaev, who completed his "sleeper agent course" in 2113, regularly undergoes a "technical inspection" - during trips abroad, he is received by secret services, partially "de-mothballed" by his memory, checked and "updated". During the "update" in 2120, he is told that he is to hijack a shuttle. He does not need to control the vehicle and mission - he is a supermedia "monkey with a grenade". The plan starts successfully, the media machine successfully carries out the stages of the program developed by the constellations. Another character is an extraterrestrial life form that looks like a 35-year-old northern European woman. This is Haldoris Landskricht. She is an "avatar" of the mind of a black hole located in one of the arms of the galaxy. Despite all the exoticism, the psychological appearance of her personality is quite human. Living among people, possessing a number of superhuman abilities, she avoids directly and openly influencing the historical process, not wanting to make things worse. Haldoris Landskricht does not agree with the plans of the constellations…
Aleksey_Serov · 70.5K Views

I'll time-travel to mentor legends across eras

I was squatting on the steps of the Acropolis, clutching the terracotta goblets I had just bought, and watching this old man with bare feet bickering in the marketplace. The olive crown on his head was tilted to one side, his old robes were stained with mud, but his eyes shone as if they were burning through marble pillars. "Is this young Socrates?" I poked at the golden ball of light floating in the air. "Are you sure he's not a vagabond?" "Target Intelligence Level detected: SSS." The cold voice of the system sounded in the ear, "The host is advised to immediately perform the task of receiving students, remaining time: 2 hours 59 minutes." I touched the linen bag around my waist, which contained the system's "starter pack" - a bag of Skittles, two spring-loaded fist toys, and three glowing glass marbles. According to the instructions, these 21st century gadgets will conquer any ancient sage. "Get out of the way!" A rude roar interrupted my thoughts. Three strong men in purple cloaks pushed through the crowd, the leader with a bronze dagger at his side. Socrates, you are again deluding the citizens with your fallacies! The consul has decreed..." I jumped up and hit my lower back against the pillar and gasped in pain. The system said failure would turn me into a hamster, and I don't want to store food for winter on my fuzzy cheeks. When the strong man's fist was about to touch the tip of Socrates' nose, I swung my spring fist. "Snap!" Bronze wrist guards collide with plastic fists, and springs suddenly stretch like a silver snake around a strong man's wrist. The crowd exclaimed, and even Socrates widened his eyes. I slipped Skittles into his hand. "Taste this, the nectar of the gods from Mount Olympus." The blue-robed philosopher licked the colored candy hesitantly, and his gray beard popped up. "Sweet! And fruity! Young man, are you the atomic messenger of Democritus?" "Detected the target character's favorability +50%," the system's voice suddenly becomes cheerful, "invite the host to philosophical enlightenment." I stared at the ripped socks sticking out of the corner of Socrates' robe, and suddenly remembered what I had read in my high school textbook. In 399 BC, the philosopher would drink poisoned wine for "corrupting the youth." Now, like a child, he was handing out candy to the wildcats by the road, and the purple cloaks were stamping their feet with anger. "Sir," I pulled out the last item, "would you like to play a triage game?" The glowing glass marble rolled in the palm, reflecting a rainbow of light, "Truth is like this bead, every facet is a part of the truth." As soon as Socrates' fingers touched the marble, something strange happened. The pearl burst into the sky, casting holograms - a 3D model of the Academy of Athens 2,000 years later, with scholars in suits shuttling between the marble columns. The old philosopher was so excited that he knocked over the clay pot: "How beautiful! This is the embodiment of dialectics!" "Congratulations to the host for completing the first Act!" The system bursts into an electronic firecracker sound, "Acquire Skills: The Eye of Truth (can see through any sophistry)." Next time: Florence, Spring 1503. I took a last look at Socrates, surrounded by citizens, who was making a boat out of candy wrappers to play with a wild cat. As the golden swirls unfolded beneath my feet, I heard him ask, "What should a disciple call a teacher?" "Victor Fool." I laughed and jumped into the time tunnel, and suddenly the system screamed, "Warning! Skittles wrapper left in B.C. --"
shiMe · 9.2K Views

Amerikanischer Twist

Die Handlung spielt in den Jahren 2119–2120. Seit 2113 tobt ein langwieriger Atomkrieg zwischen dem asiatischen und dem westlichen Block. Russland gehört zum westlichen Block. Dem Krieg ging der „Pre-Krieg“-Krieg um Indonesien voraus, der 2107 begann. Die historische Periode des Pre-Krieg-Krieges hat bereits eine ganze Generation geprägt. Der sogenannte „Kriegsprozess“ hat wenig mit Vorstellungen von einem globalen Armageddon gemein. Die Wirtschaft der westlichen Nationen wird von zwei Superholdings – „Konstellationen“ – privatisiert, die Teile eines Ganzen sind und nicht miteinander konkurrieren. Im Laufe der Kriegsjahre haben die herrschenden Kreise verschiedener Ebenen Ziele erreicht, die ursprünglich nicht gesetzt waren. Dies betrifft den Erlass der US-Staatsschulden, die den Aufbau der globalen Verteidigung des Westens finanzierten, die implizite Besetzung ihrer Verbündeten durch die USA und die teilweise Privatisierung der USA selbst durch Konstellationen. Im asiatischen Block bietet sich ein ähnliches Bild. Zwischen den Blöcken gibt es einen Kanal für den Abschluss und die Einhaltung von Schattenabkommen gegen die Apokalypse – das „Siebte Hauptquartier“. Dabei handelt es sich um ein nuklearbetriebenes Superflugzeug-Hauptquartier, das ständig über der Antarktis fliegt. Ende der 2110er Jahre wird eine friedliche Beilegung des „Einzigen Krieges“ nicht mehr in Betracht gezogen. Stattdessen wird die Option einer „Konvertierung des militärischen Prozesses“ aktiv entwickelt – Minimierung militärischer Aktionen an den Fronten, Denuklearisierung des Krieges und Verlagerung militärischer Aktionen in hohe Weltraumumlaufbahnen. Die Spitze der Konstellationen und insbesondere der milliardenschwere Technokrat Bandon der Dritte sind an einem solchen Szenario interessiert. Der „konvertierte“ Krieg eröffnet Handlungsfreiheit für die Bildung einer neuen Gesellschaft, Industrie und Moral sowie den Austritt eines ausgewählten Teils der Menschheit zur Entwicklung anderer Planeten. Die moralischen Werte der Spitze der Konstellationen und Bandons des Dritten sind höchst fragwürdig. Ein Krisenereignis, dessen Details später geklärt wurden, diente als Anstoß für den Start von „Conversion“ einige Jahre zuvor. Die Frage nach der Motivation einer solchen Persönlichkeit wird dadurch erschwert, dass die meisten Kandidaten für diese Rolle ein solches Unternehmen unweigerlich als riskant und mit unvorhersehbarem Ausgang betrachten. Das Krisenereignis steht fest – es muss die Entführung eines neuen Shuttles sein. Zavirdyaev, der 2113 seinen „Schläferagentenkurs“ abgeschlossen hat, unterzieht sich regelmäßig einer technischen Überprüfung. Auf Auslandsreisen wird er von Geheimdiensten empfangen, sein Gedächtnis teilweise entmottet, überprüft und aktualisiert. Bei der Aktualisierung im Jahr 2120 erfährt er, dass er ein Shuttle entführen soll. Als die Zeit für die vollständige Entmottung gekommen ist, wird Zavirdyaev von den relevanten Planbeteiligten abgeholt, zwei Tage lang adaptiert und findet sich im Pilotensitz des Schiffes wieder. Er muss weder Fahrzeug noch Mission steuern – er ist ein Supermedien-„Affe mit Granate“. Der Plan beginnt, die Medienmaschine führt die von den Konstellationen entwickelten Schritte des Programms erfolgreich aus. Eine weitere Figur ist eine außerirdische Lebensform, die wie eine 35-jährige Nordeuropäerin aussieht. Es handelt sich um Haldoris Landskricht. Sie ist ein Avatar des Geistes eines Schwarzen Lochs in einem der Arme der Galaxie. Trotz aller Exotik ist ihre psychologische Erscheinung durchaus menschlich. Da sie unter Menschen lebt und über übermenschliche Fähigkeiten verfügt, vermeidet sie es, den historischen Prozess direkt und offen zu beeinflussen, um ihn nicht zu verschlimmern. Sie können auch die erweiterte Version der Zusammenfassung lesen
Aleksey_Serov · 3.9K Views

Age of Cataclysm: I can light up the technology tree

【Technology + Disaster + Interstellar + Technology Tree】 In 2050 AD, the sun is affected by an unknown influence, and a helium flash is about to erupt! Is the earth in danger? It doesn't matter, I will take action! The Three-Body Galaxy, the Proxima civilization is about to invade? It doesn't matter, I will take action! The dark universe, the disputes among advanced civilizations? It doesn't matter, I will take action! … Starting from controlled nuclear fusion, the protagonist Lv Yongchang opens the interstellar era of human civilization! Space shuttle, space elevator, energy weapon, antimatter preparation, grand unified theory, curvature navigation, two-dimensional fragments (two-dimensional foil)... Methane ocean, mysterious species! Liquid ammonia planet, flesh fusion!! Dimensional creatures, dimensionality reduction attack!!! What mysteries are worth exploring in the endless universe? ! Disputes among advanced civilizations, how should human civilization deal with it? ! Disclaimer: This novel is not of my authorship. I am solely the translator of the work and do not claim any ownership rights over the original content. All credits and rights belong to the author Chen Er Lan, creator of the work 《灾变时代:我能点亮科技树》 (translated as "The Catastrophe Era: I Can Light Up the Technology Tree"). This translation is done for non-profit purposes and with the sole intention of sharing the story with a wider audience. 灾变时代:我能点亮科技树 Autor: Chen_Er_Lan
Daoist737 · 8.8K Views

Space Age of the Forsaken

In the twenty-third century, the footsteps of mankind have already set foot in every corner of the solar system. When I lightly touch the intelligent terminal in my hand, the screen immediately shows a spectacular picture: countless space ships are shuttling between the stars, and human settlements have been established even on the distant planet Pluto. Outsiders claim that the environmental crisis on Earth has been completely solved, the energy problem is no longer a nuisance, the power of science and technology has made natural disasters a thing of the past, and even diseases have become a thing of the past. However, when the screen went out, the coldness of reality hit me instantly. I found myself lying in a small room, surrounded by a depressing atmosphere. The world outside may be glittering, but I was competing with more than 2,000 people for a minuscule job. My neighbor, an old man in his fifties, had waited since his youth for the opportunity to become a local doctor, and now, despite having waited for thirty years, he still had to face a competitive line of hundreds of people. In these seemingly good times, half of the population is marginalized, unable to escape unemployment for the rest of their lives, barely surviving on the minimum subsistence provided by the government. These people, in the face of the grand human dream, seem to have become irrelevant, and I have become one of them. As someone who has traveled from the past, I have witnessed all these changes. Was what I had gained the marvelous space stations, the ships traveling between the stars, and the colonies that had been established in outer space, or was it the perfect life that was flaunted in the media by the elite who had been genetically modified since birth? However, when a sudden threat of extraterrestrial life came upon us, I was plunged into deep thought. In front of the vastness and mystery of this universe, the struggles and efforts of human beings seem so small. In the depths of such a universe, faced with the fear of the unknown, which way of life is more frightening? Is it to be forgotten by society and spend one's life in poverty, or to face the endless darkness and death of the universe on the journey of exploring the unknown? The answer to this question can perhaps only be found when truly standing at the crossroads of destiny.
ritian_zhao · 4.5K Views

After the beautiful and powerful boss has a partner [Quick Wear]

After the beautiful and powerful boss has a partner [Quick Wear] 千覓荷 - Author 美強慘大佬有對象後[快穿] - Original Name Status in COO:- 87 [END] Zhixun is a typical big shot, born in a good family, beautiful, and can learn anything quickly. However, she is a bit miserable, trapped in a small world and shuttled endlessly. She thought that one day her soul would be worn out in the small world, until she met a vest maniac. In the first life they met, Zhixun was being abducted and dozed off lazily, but the little vest maniac wanted to take her to escape. In return, she decided to give her property to him. Later, the little vest maniac married her with her property, saying that she should repay him for saving her life with her body. In the second life they met, Zhixun was the ghost king, and the evil Taoist priest wanted to refine her into the leader of a hundred ghosts. The little vest maniac was about to be beaten to death by the evil Taoist priest because he tried to stop this, so she decided to save his life before lying down. As a result, the little vest maniac told her to send the Buddha to the west, and she followed him back. From then on, the ghost king had a Taoist wife. In the third life... the fourth life... ... the nth life, Zhixun was the powerful princess, and the whole dynasty was trying to get rid of her. This time she didn't want to lie down, so she looked for the little vest maniac everywhere, intending to raise her as soon as possible. She found a poor little palace maid who was bullied and crying. She took the little palace maid away and said, "I saved you, you must pledge yourself to me." The little palace maid nodded, and later she could get all kinds of information about the whole dynasty from the little palace maid every day. Zhixun: Poor little palace maid? Little palace maid: Sob... Yes! Note: [Wild imagination, fantasy, do not substitute reality, refuse to verify, a lot of personal settings.] Content tags: love with a special liking, the proud son of heaven, sweet story, quick travel search keywords: Main character: Zhixun, Xianmei ┃ Supporting role: ┃ Others
astraaalll · 917 Views

Nightmare Shuttle [BL]

The warm blood ran silently along the cold lines of his scalpel. The heavy, metallic scent of death yet to drift away with the chilling night. His knife sharpened with the dying echoes of his victim. Almost reverently, he ran his fingers along the edge, watching in awe as his blood intertwined with that of that pitiful soul. Tremors burned like fire in his body, the pleasure of death almost orgasmic in its wake. It was beautiful. His face reflected the light of the moonlight, he was enchanting yet dangerous. Darkness lurked in his midst. Like an incubus in the night, he lured his victims, watching as they willingly devoted themselves to his blade. All to keep this beautiful demon alive. --‐-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mysteriously he was dragged into this game, the blood still dripping from his fingertips. It did its best, all to please this sinister creature. Because beyond the void, something even darker, more terrifying stared lovingly at his angel, waiting desperately for him to fall deeper into the abyss once again, Chu Yi... Chu Yi... He's waiting. Wolfish Yandere Gong x Tsundere Serial Killer Shou [Unlimited Horror Instance] [Vote and comment to support the author's work] 《Every 500PS= 1 Extra Chapter》 《Every 50 Golden Tickets= 1 Extra Chapter》 《The cover is not mine. All credits to the owner. Twitter @BloodyBeni (Pintrest) Please DM if wanted to be taken down》 Discord: TomatoesandCoffee#7004 (I don't bite) ^Want to support me more? Send me a kofi^ https://ko-fi.com/tomatoesandcoffee
TomatoesandCoffee · 1.5M Views
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