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Metropolis: the Earth Really Collapsed in My House!
Liu Jiang never dreamed that the earth would collapse one day! And the ceiling collapsed in my own home! Liu Jiang is very troubled when facing people who have traveled to Earth from other worlds! "Gna, can you stop turning people into toads!" "Damn werewolf, how many times have I told you, that's a globe, not a moon!" … … "Wow! It's so touching!" The two-meter-tall one-eyed giant hugged the TV and was moved to tears by the Qiong Yao drama being played inside. This novel and its characters are p
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The Earth Really Collapsed at Home
Liu Jiang never dreamed that the earth would collapse one day! And the ceiling collapsed in my own home! Liu Jiang is very troubled when facing people who have traveled to Earth from other worlds! "Gna, can you stop turning people into toads!" "Damn werewolf, how many times have I told you, that's a globe, not a moon!" "Oh, damn! Vampire, I'm warning you again, you lost the towel you stole from the women's bathroom!" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely c
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The Earth Really Collapsed in My House
Jiang Lin never dreamed that the earth would collapse one day! And the ceiling collapsed in my own home! Jiang Lin is very distressed when facing people who have traveled to Earth from other worlds! "Gna, can you stop turning people into toads!" "Damn werewolf, how many times have I told you, that's a globe, not a moon!" "Oh, damn! Vampire, I'm warning you again, you lost the towel you stole from the women's bathroom!" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely
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Host, Please Respect Me
Leader: Hand over the remaining 100,000 words of the manuscript tonight, otherwise you will pack up and get out! System: If you work hard and exceed the leader's instructions, you will be rewarded with RMB 100,000! Faced with the system's attractive rewards, Jiang Lin slapped the table and stood up: I resign! … … System: "I accept the gracious hospitality of my landlord and will no longer work as a wage earner! I will be rewarded with RMB 1 million!" Facing the landlady who owns more than 30 pro
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I'm Really a Summoner
Reporter: Mr. Jiang Lin, I heard that you can use magic to summon creatures from other worlds. Is it true? Jiang Lin: If you don't believe the rumors, don't spread them! Magic and everything are fake, we have to believe in science! "Yes! We must believe in science!" The goblin behind Jiang Lin was riding on the shoulders of the Cyclops, pointing at the witch riding a broom above her head, and shouted dissatisfied: "Magic and everything else are all lies!" This novel and its characters are purely
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Interstellar Chat Group
Reporter: Mr. Jiang Lin, how did you promote the stinky tofu of the earth to the entire universe? Jiang Lin looked at the reporters from various planets in the audience, with a simple smile on his face: From my own charm and handsome face! Reporter: So what are your plans next? Jiang Lin: I want to send the full-color illustrated version of Jin Ping Mei to every corner of the universe! Bang bang bang! The reporters applauded like thunder! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any
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The Earth Really Collapsed
"Liu Jiang, I like this new bag. Give me money and I will buy it!" The witch from the Green Continent said so. "Liu Jiang, the King has a new skin, buy it for me quickly!" The goblin from another world said this. "Wow, Ziwei is really miserable!" Du Yan, who was watching Qiong Yao's drama on the TV, burst into tears. "Grandpa Whitebeard, have you paid your monthly manuscript fee this month? Lend me some money..." Liu Jiang looked at Whitebeard, who was obsessed with rushing out manuscripts, and
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The Novel World After the Author's Death
"Although I, Zhang San, have thrown myself into the street a thousand times, I am confident that I will be ranked first this time!" Zhang San, who was full of passion, was just about to create a new book when he suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his chest and unfortunately died of a cerebral infarction... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
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