My Little Country

After months of searching, I finally found one. I stayed up late listening to this book but didn't finish it. I am a lover of stallions, and I hope that the protagonist can become smaller and larger, for example, by obtaining some strange object to gain this ability. The protagonist and his descendants conquer the world, and after reunification, they live their daily lives and occasionally pretend to be bad!

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The idea is good, but the advantages arising from the relative enlargement of the body size are not fully reflected. You must know that the protagonist's running speed has exceeded 10 meters per second, which is equivalent to three times the speed of sound for Lilliput. The sonic boom generated by the protagonist just running at full speed can kill everyone.

The author used to read on QQ, but I saw this book on QQ.

I am a reader who reads pirated copies, but I really like this book written by the author. The author worked hard to write the book, but I read the pirated version. It is really heartless. So, I came here and bought all the pirated chapters that I had read before. Author, I like your book very, very much. You must work hard, work hard to update, and meet readers' expectations of you.

I just like this kind of novel without a heroine

Keep up this style, author, lighthearted and humorous, I wish you good luck.

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The book is very nice, but if you think about it carefully, there is a fatal bug. The effect of gravity on the villain and the giant. On the earth, if something the size of a villain falls from 10cm, nothing will happen. The force it receives is very small. But in Lilliput, people will be injured. This means that the gravity of Lilliput is greater than the gravity of the earth, but the protagonist is not affected.

I was born in an ordinary family, with healthy parents, grandparents, and several aunts and uncles. It is said that when I was born, an auspicious cloud appeared in the north of the sky. It gradually floated from far to near, floated to the roof of my house, and transformed into a word: Handsome. After my father saw me, he cried hoarsely for a month and a half. He refused to believe that I was the child who inherited his chromosomes. He rushed to my mother's bed several times with a kitchen knife, waving it and saying that he was going to chop me into a pulp. My mother protected her with death, so I survived. Later, in order to prove her innocence, the mother took her father to the hospital for a paternity test. The doctor opened the quilt and took one look before crying. He wiped his nose and said, go back, this is not your son, and it is not anyone else's. Human beings cannot give birth to such handsome children... A little intern nurse walked by and saw me as a baby. She immediately found a box of red ink pad and printed my fingerprints. She spread out her coiled hair and murmured to me: I will keep my long hair for you. If I don't marry you in this life, my long hair will not be reduced. I will comb the ancient Buddha in my boudoir... The mother hurriedly walked out and jogged all the way. She accidentally bumped into an old lady in the obstetrics and gynecology department next door who was waiting to give birth to her baby. The old lady grabbed her mother and said kindly: My child, why are you so anxious? What's on your mind? Don't disturb the baby... My mother was so bothered by her that she pulled away the quilt. When the old lady saw me, she immediately followed her like a lunatic. With tears streaming down her face, she squatted on the ground, shaking her head and shouting: I was born 50 years earlier. When I was fifteen years old, I didn't dare to go to school. It's not that I had never gone to kindergarten. I didn't dare to go to kindergarten after half a day. All the teachers and the dean of the kindergarten went crazy. My face was swollen into a watermelon from being kissed by the little girl. The aunties beat the children violently, just because they were born in the same age group as me. The military police were dispatched to calm down the violence. There are people fishing in front of my house all year round, and they never come back empty-handed. The most interesting thing is that our home is still a hundred kilometers away from the sea, but they often catch tuna in the small smelly ditch in front of the door and find turtle eggs behind the haystacks. Later, after investigation, it turned out that it was because countless women cried in front of my house all year round. The tears are rich in amino acids and proteins, which are very suitable for the survival of tuna and the laying of eggs by sea turtles. Over the years, the tears of those women gathered into a small beach. By the time I was fifteen, the beach was prosperous; by the time I was eighteen, this beach had developed very rapidly, so it was called: Hawaii. One time I was so bored that I sneaked out of the house at night. I was prepared to run away if I saw a female animal. Who knew that after I went out, there were only screams and no one chasing after me. I looked back carefully and saw that they were all fainted on the beach... Another time, the court sued me for destroying the happiness of a family. It turned out that the wife of that family filed for divorce from her husband after seeing the secretly photographed photos of me when I was six years old. After the court accepted the case, I was issued a summons. After I received the summons, I expressed my willingness to appear in court because this kind of life was unbearable. However, the summons did not come back to the court because I had my signature on it, so it was picked up by the postman on the way... The postman was later sentenced to 122 years in prison. When the TV station came to interview me, the glass that protected the camera fainted three times. The little girl in charge of the transcripts wrote Chinese into Italian and Spanish. During the broadcast, because the TV station mosaic-ed my face, I was smashed the next day. The United Nations earmarked funds to build me a shelter on the top of Mount Everest in the Himalayas. I enjoyed the tranquility, the true tranquility, the blue sky was so close to me, and God was literally within reach. I felt calm, but I was also extremely depressed. I stood at the top and shouted loudly: I'm not handsome! Suddenly, a requiem voice came from the sky: No, you lied... God, you can't lie to me... I am angry, extremely angry!!! Questioning God: Why did you make me so handsome!? God's requiem voice came again: What did you say? My whole body was paralyzed and I cried: Why am I so handsome... God was silent... After a while, God spoke: You are humble... At that moment, I wanted to jump off the top... Suddenly a group of people rushed up the mountain from the bottom of the mountain. I went crazy!!! I stood on a stone, facing Facing the cliff, they were hysterical: You dare to come up!!! I will jump off!! The crowd stood still, there was an astonishing silence... The crowd began to stir, and many people jumped off the cliff as if they were possessed, more and more! In the end, only a few fainted people were left on the mountain, and the rest all jumped off the cliff. I looked down and saw that they had used their bodies to spread out a soft cushion for me, to prevent me from slipping and falling... I was helpless... I was protected by the female sect, and the women were proud to see me. Since the last Everest incident, scientists have discovered that human potential is so powerful, because in that Everest incident, 10% of people were terminally ill, 10% were disabled, and 10% were mentally retarded... Many cancer patients (female) have been struggling for more than ten years to see me, and they have become anti-cancer stars. Since seeing me, some disabled (female) people have given up the crutches and wheelchairs that have been with them for decades, and some have even broken the world 100-meter record several times. In desperation, World War III broke out. In order to maintain their dignity, men used atomic bombs... After the explosion, I was the only one alive in the world because I was protected in a nuclear-proof zone. When I walked out, the land was desolate, full of desolation and ruins after the war... Suddenly, I found that there was a living thing on the ground! It was a cockroach!!! The vitality of cockroaches is beyond everyone's expectation. I held the cockroach in my hands and burst into tears. The cockroach was shaking all over. I looked around and saw that there was a swarm of cockroaches under my feet! They were all female!!! And on the other coastline, all the male cockroaches were staring covetously! No one would have expected that the Fourth World War on earth would actually happen among cockroaches... Postscript: Thousands of years after my death, later generations of humans were born. They found my bones, restored my appearance, and buried them in the North Pole. Above my tombstone, there is a cloud floating all year round, changing here and there, with only one word: Handsome!