Train Survival: Infinite Clones

[The Earth is about to be destroyed. The global train survival game begins now!] [Only 30% of you will survive. The rest will face death.] [Players, all you have to do is...] [Pick up speed, keep moving forward, and do everything you can to stay alive.] A tremendous bell rang, and the entire world transmigrated. Yan Jue stood in a train car and drew an SSS-grade talent skill: Create Clones. Acceleration, deep winter, eternal night, the furnace... Disaster after disaster descended. While everyone else struggled to survive inside their trains, Yan Jue's clones paved the way for her to top the leaderboards. Explore, build, fight, and sow discord. With countless cars hitched behind it, the train raced at breakneck speed along endless tracks. Inside the train, Yan Jue's real self sat firmly behind the scenes, while her clones stirred up a storm! (Global survival + natural disasters + stockpiling + train building + leveling up + secret identities + absolute self-interest + golden finger power fantasy) P.S.: 1. The heroine is a deranged, multiple-personality type and an absolute egoist. She isn't kind. 2. The heroine is the strongest in the world, bar none. 3. There is a male lead, who appears later. He is absolutely obedient to the heroine. 3. A no-brains power fantasy, with a very overpowered golden finger. 4. The outline is complete and the ending is decided. New chapters every night at 23:00. 5. I'm not very good at writing blurbs, so feel free to try the actual story. -- Coming soon: Strange World, Cooking to Survive Shen Ying loves cooking and is also obsessed with cooking games. After clearing every cooking game on the market, Shen Ying fell into an endless void. Just then, a brand-new game called Strange World, Cooking to Survive caught her eye. The art style was a little strange, but it was a cooking game she hadn't played before! What was she waiting for? Time to play! ** Blue Star has been contaminated by the strange for three years. No one knows how it all began. First, ghost stories became real. Any ordinary human activity could lead to an encounter with one, and people were tortured by all kinds of strange creatures until they were half-dead. Then humanity became contaminated. People began wearing devices to monitor their contamination levels. Once the level reached 100%, they would turn into monsters that had lost all human consciousness and knew only how to eat people. Everyone was living in fear for their lives. At this desperate moment, a breakfast stall appeared outside the gates of Happy Neighborhood. The Eyeball Monster's eyes were plucked out and squeezed into juice. The Muscle Monster's pectorals were sliced off and minced into meat paste. The Painted-Skin Monster's skin was peeled away and turned into pastry... The owner kept their face hidden in the shadows, serving up steaming dishes that were still wriggling. In an unnoticed corner, countless tentacles gripped kitchen utensils, working nonstop to serve passing customers a feast fit for monsters. These dishes, so fragrant and irresistible... A feast of the strange. Welcome, and enjoy. (Blurb written 2025.9.7) Theme: I just want to be the last one standing