Reborn in the Foggy World, Gaining the Authority of the Ancient Gods at the Beginning

Traveling through a world of mist, is the beginning a ritual of death? A car accident, a cross-dimensional spirit. Lin En hasn't figured out the structure of this world yet. He was dragged into a ridiculous ceremony. Fortunately, fate left a back door for him. A notebook capable of plundering all things. Observe, record, reproduce. As long as the vine eye has observed extraordinary abilities, All can be turned into ink marks on the pages of books for his use. This is a misty world filled with the blessings of gods. Hunters and prey are often separated by only the thickness of a page. "Wait." "What do you mean there are eleven more notebooks like this?"