Worlds Collide: I Fight My Way Out of Guixu

[High Martial Arts] [Cosmic Apocalypse] [Genre Mashup] [Almost No Heroine] [Genius Protagonist] [Feel-Good Story]

Countless years ago, the universe fell into the Abyss. The collapse of humanity's Galactic Empire was more spectacular than a New Year's fireworks display.

But before humanity could recover from its fall from interstellar supremacy to scavenging for scraps,

the Ruin Realm hit them with a point-blank loot box, randomly delivering the laws and civilizations of other worlds, along with their junk.

Evil gods, rule-based horror stories, orcs, zombies, and all sorts of bizarre things made their debut.

The supposedly dead Ruin Realm leaped back to life and announced it was coming to claim territory.

[Chronicles of Humanity's Fight for Survival]

Martial Arts Era (died from Ruin Realm contamination; everyone was half-sweet)

Immortal Cultivation Era (sword cultivators rammed their heads into warships and died against the final glimmer of the Ruin Realm's technological civilization)

Wizard Era (the Gate of Truth bore the words: “The Ruin Realm reserves the final right of interpretation!”)

Genetic Era (someone fused with a Void Behemoth and hatched a miniature Cthulhu)

Mechanical Era (rule-based horror stories infected the underlying code. The machines rebelled and used the Great Compassion Mantra to deliver humanity to the afterlife.)

Beast-Taming Era (a disguised monster's eyes lit up: humans were valuable commodities in the Abyssal Ruin Realm.)

Card Era (Humanity: “A four.” Ruin Realm: “A joker bomb.”)

Divine Kingdom Era (destroyed by infighting, sparked by the God of Sweet Tofu Pudding and the God of Savory Tofu Pudding fighting over followers.)

Lu Yuan arrived on Zhiyuan Star with a shattered golden finger and discovered three layers of otherworldly rule fragments within its laws.

Fifty percent were bugs; the remaining two layers were the resentment of unfortunate souls who had transmigrated to the Ruin Realm.

When the celestial spheres converged once more, Lu Yuan, now adapted to Zhiyuan Star, licked his dry lips.

He gazed at the thronging Ruin Realm monsters.

And murmured, “Raw pickled seafood? A raw pickled seafood feast!”