Faloo catalogue
Books by 天帝已毕业
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A Ghost Haunts the School: Did I Have a Baby with the Spirit of the Pen? 学校闹鬼：我和笔仙有了娃？
Help! I couldn't win over the campus belle or become the campus king, and now a ghost wife has come looking for me? That night in my first year of high school, I, Lin Ximo, foolishly went treasure hunting in the middle of the night. And I actually saw a ghost! In my panic, I summoned a spirit board to save me, but... the price was getting ravished on the spot by a stunningly beautiful spirit?! I woke up thinking it was a spring dream, and didn't dare mention it for seven years. Until the first s
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Xuanhuan! My Group Chat Connects All Worlds 玄幻！我的群聊通万界
What?! I've been reborn! And I've even created a chat group spanning all worlds! Bai Yuechu wants a cola? I'll trade it for Void Tears! Ultraman wants to read novels? Send me one of your skills! The Calabash Brothers want Wahaha? Bring me anything good you've got! Xiaowu wants to use lipstick? Oh, that's a tough one. Come over to my place and let me take a look in person... This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do
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Two Days from the Start: I Spent a Hundred Million 开局两天，花光一个亿
"How am I supposed to spend all this money?!" Lin Ximo, an ordinary college student, is in complete despair because the System has given him a mission: spend one hundred million in two days! Complete the mission and receive a billion as a reward! A luxury car? A Rolls-Royce, coming right up! What? Luxury cars only cost a few million? Damn it! How am I supposed to spend this hundred million? Somebody, save me! This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or
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- The Connector 接入者 What you clicked isn't a link. It's a road with no way back. One night, an ordinary young woman receives a mysterious private message containing a "clip from her future livestream." She has no memory of filming it, and can't explain the figure on the screen staring at her. Soon, her phone starts recording her dreams on its own, and her account posts words she never wrote. The online traces of countless missing people all point to the same name: Naya Network. No one knows where it came from. They 327.8kReads0Flowers0Tickets