I Am Partial to Gods and Gods, No CP, Abyss, I Beg You to Write About the Lonely and Widowed Life of the Protagonist.

249 诸 Zhutian: My Cheat Is Ninjutsu Old Bookworm Becomes BrotherEastern Fantasy130k WordsOngoing 1Reads—Score—Shelves

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This book may meet your requirements, which is to ignite the divine fire and become a god.

251 次 Second God 1: Strange Tales of New Shanghai Rabbitbug666Urban1.4M WordsCompleted 149Reads8.8Score—Shelves

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I am a pure blood, and my writing is a bit slow. You can read the short stories, and then come back to read the long ones! Praise the Fool, Azathoth! Praise be to the Lord of Doors, Yog-Sothoth! Praise the Messenger, Nyarlathotep! Praise Cthulhu, the master of R'lyeh Mansion! Praise the King in Yellow, Hastur! Everyone takes turns! The one who knows the password is coming in! 👌🏻

256 圣 The Grand Performance of Saint Julianne If There Is a Dragon, It Is NamedEastern Fantasy199k WordsCompleted 10Reads—Score—Shelves

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Then the trinity of goddess, saint and pope

257 以 Use the Broken Godhead to Create My Path to Becoming a God Jin Shan of NanzhaoEastern Fantasy142k WordsOngoing 190Reads—Score—Shelves

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Narukami-ryu novels worth reading

258 颜 The Paint Is Still Wet: My Paintings Are Swallowing Reality Fei Bai JimoMystery272k WordsCompleted 1Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Weird, scary, infinite flow, Cthulhu, no cp, no heroine, superpowers. Qin Anyang went to the garage and picked up a motorcycle. The car drove out. The gray-white road reflected the shadow of the dancing trees. A gust of wind blew by, and the cool water penetrated into his clothes. It makes people want to shiver, a night owl crows in the distance, and a bat flies over Qin Anyang's head. ... Qin Gengnian sat on the sofa with his feet on the coffee table and his eyes looking at the light screen in mid-air, which was the only light source in the room. He moved his finger across the light screen and scanned the rows of data. "The harvest this time is not bad, 762 have been implanted with viruses. One-third is good." "Ding——" There was a soft sound, Qin Gengnian paused with his fingers, and closed the light screen as if nothing had happened. "Ding - it has been detected that the brightness in the room is too low, and the light has been automatically turned on for you." The next moment, the light screen turned on by itself, and at the same time, the lights in the room could not be turned on. The sudden warm yellow light made Qin Gengnian squint his eyes involuntarily. "That's all." Qin Gengnian secretly cursed in his heart. He knew what would happen next without even thinking about it. An enlarged and bold red message almost hit Qin Gengnian's face, but he kept his eyes tightly closed. The main message was that if I can't see it, it means it's not there. Anyway, it's because of you that I can't open my eyes. The light screen trembled, and a force forced open Qin Gengnian's eyelids. "Ding - it was detected that administrator G abused his power, and one hundred thousand points were deducted." "Ding - it was detected that the balance of points was insufficient, and the deduction failed." "Ding - the punishment was modified, and the forced correction was initiated during the chaos, and the correction was completed." "Ding - the punishment was changed, the punishment content is as follows, and a game field was completed." Behind the game field, a line of extremely light ss was slowly erased and turned into a line of words - no level limit. The light screen returned to normal. Qin Gengnian smiled, moved his fingers on the light screen, deleted a hidden file, and confirmed the points balance. "Points: one million and three thousand." "Retarded thing." Qin Gengnian smiled wantonly. He fell backwards and fell completely on the sofa. He swiped the light screen lazily, and after picking and choosing, he chose the one with the lowest level. "Ventilation Community, what the hell is that name?" Qin Gengnian opened a few buttons on his floral shirt, broke off a rose from the vase on the table, shook off the blood beads pricked by the thorns, slowly pinned the rose to his clothes, and closed the black door. The lights turned off automatically, and at the last moment of entering the darkness, I seemed to see a touch of red, dotted on the white sofa, and a piece of scattered rose petals, bright and desolate. ... "You have arrived at the destination, and this navigation is over." Qin Anyang found an empty seat and parked the car. He got out of the car, took off his helmet and looked around a few times. It can be said that this place is deserted, and he only saw one convenience store nearby. He checked the time on his phone again. There were still a few hours before the game started. He didn't want to wait at the entrance of the game field, so he could only walk towards the convenience store to kill time. A bat flew by and fell down, falling headfirst in front of Qin Anyang. The gray road turned darker. He stepped over the bat's body and headed towards the convenience store. The bat's blood slowly floated up, turning into a pair of beautiful eyes in mid-air, and he stared at his back quietly. "Ding bell——." The old doorbell made a hoarse sound. "Welcome." The clerk raised his eyelids and said. Qin Anyang nodded in response to the clerk's greeting. As soon as he entered the door, he noticed several glances. A boy's head popped out from behind the first row of shelves. After sizing him up, he retracted his head. Qin Anyang walked over, but did not see the boy. There was a doll lying quietly on the ground under the incandescent lamp. "Whose kid is so naughty?" He muttered quietly. Didn't pay much attention to it. As he spoke, he walked forward and picked up the doll, with a huge smile on his pale face. The godless eyes were clear in black and white, and the small pupils swayed slightly, constantly staring ahead. Qin Anyang dusted the doll and put it back on the shelf. He turned and left, and it watched him. Qin Anyang touched his wrist. The bracelet blocked the red mole, and the uneven surface stung a little. He raised his head again and looked at the shelf, picking up a bottle of juice and tiramisu from the end. He paid the bill and walked to a seat by the window, raising his head slightly, his fine curly hair covering his expression. "Player?" He recalled those sights. While unpacking the tiramisu. Qin Anyang felt a line of sight and looked up sharply. A boy stood in front of his desk, his dull eyes black and white. The boy smiled at him and said, "Can I sit down here?" His voice sounded unskilled and hoarse for the first time in a long time. Qin Anyang nodded and ate his cake with concentration. "Is it a player?" A thought crossed his mind. Several glances were returned calmly, "Either a newcomer or a Muggle." A woman in a white dress put down her powder puff and put away the mirror as if nothing had happened. Qin Anyang took out a tablet from his bag and put his hand into the bag again, trying to see if he could get his element. As for how to operate it? Haven't you written all the novels? Think about it silently in your heart. "Yuanqi." He thought, and suddenly he held a paintbrush in his hand. Tracing its appearance, Qin Anyang knew it was an oil paint brush. "I don't know if it can be turned into a tablet pen." Qin Anyang thought, and the brush in his hand turned into a tablet pen. Qin Anyang looked normal and took out the pen. After debugging the device and trying it twice, "It works pretty well." He cleared away the lonely lines on the tablet, and when he looked up again, the boy was gone, and there was an advertisement on the table. Qin Anyang took the advertisement over and said, "The grand art exhibition is being held grandly. Welcome to come." He put away the advertisement. He might be a player, and this might be of some use. He didn't think much about it after the advertisement was mentioned, but now he still needs to do it. "Brush, picture." He muttered these two words, and the most typical related ability was probably - Ma Liang, the magic brush. Qin Anyang drew a pool of water stains on the tablet, and saw that the water stains remained unchanged. "Is it necessary to recite it silently again?" He tentatively said in his heart, "It will come true." He clearly felt something draining from his body. The screen on the tablet flashed, and there was a pool of water stains on the tablet. He hurriedly took out a few tissues to wipe away the water stains. After a while, he felt something similar coming back from his left hand. Qin Anyang was a little silent. That "thing" was probably extraordinary power, so the extraordinary power could be replenished by himself? Is it at the cost of just having these powers? Qin Anyang glanced at the bracelet, or rather the red mole underneath it. Shaking his head, "Time is running out." He picked up a pen and sketched several bundles of explosives with burning fuses. He swiped the screen to look at his explosive bag, thought about it, and drew a few more paper figures. Drawing it in advance is just preparation. Anyway, it doesn't require him to use his abilities and it doesn't consume his extraordinary power. Half an hour later. Qin Anyang stretched, put down his pen, and closed the tablet. "There are still 20 minutes left." He muttered in a low voice and began to eat the rest of the tiramisu. While eating, he looked at the people around him. Two tables away from him was a muscular man wearing a rose-pink cheongsam. He was most likely a player. And the girl in the dress behind him. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little funny. At this time in the wilderness, not one of the players would run here. Qin Anyang was not a professional either. His gaze when looking at people was particularly obvious, so he was discovered as expected. The muscular man glared at him. Qin Anyang thought for a moment, took out the notebook he usually used for sketching, and secretly changed his pen into a pencil to draw a simple drawing for everyone in the store and sent it over. Of course, some people confiscated it. "I'm very friendly, don't target me~" Qin Anyang thought in his heart. Friendly, he also added a simple drawing to the young man in a floral shirt who had just entered the store. The character in his painting gradually took shape, and the Q version of the character had his eyes dotted, and the cynical expression came to life. A flash of light flashed in the paper man's eyes, and then disappeared. The man raised an eyebrow at him, and Qin Anyang tore off the paper and slapped it on the table. "Second brother." Qin Anyang looked at the person sitting opposite him and shouted. Qin Moyang pulled the plate with tiramisu in front of him. He didn't dislike the spoon Qin Anyang used. He took a bite and put it into his mouth. His voice was a little vague, "Hey - staying up so late?" It was indeed not too early at this time, but - looking for fun, Qin Anyang felt that it would not be wrong to be a little later.

259 开 Analyzing the Code of Life at the Beginning, I Will Lead Mankind to Ascend Green Gables GreenUrban318k WordsOngoing —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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No cp, gods, abyss

260 诡 Mysterious "Original": Red Fortress·prisoners of the Fourth Pillar Rabbitbug66612k WordsCompleted 36Reads8.6Score—Shelves

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Okay(•̤̀ᵕ•̤́๑)ᵒᵏᵎᵎ! ᵎᵎGod of Debt, has anyone seen it? Existence tax? Weird? Praise the Fool, Azathoth! Praise be to the Master of Doors, Yog-Sothoth! Praise be to the Messenger, Nyarlathotep! The old gods take turns, "Old Gods Anti-Fraud APP" + "Black Panther Smuggling Map" + "Cthulhu Spicy Strips"! Hahaｸﾞｯ!(๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧

262 诀 Jue Tiandao Yue Xin HengtianEastern Fantasy1.2M WordsOngoing 2.8kReads5.8Score209Shelves

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The three views are very upright, don't hold your breath, take revenge on the spot, and it's even more fun to see the chapter where one person fights seven geniuses! There are no traditional fantasy routines, and the protagonist is very thoughtful and entertaining.

279 我 I Am Learning to Cultivate God in Shenming Prison Mr. HuanziUrban1.4M WordsCompleted —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Just by looking at the label, you can tell that the path is wild.

283 北 Nordic: I Will Hunt All the Gods Not XiansanrenEastern Fantasy120k WordsOngoing —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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285 煞 The Evil Sword Floating Life in White ClothesUrban576k WordsCompleted 8Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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This book is good, worth reading

286 放 Herding All Living Beings Egg Fried CookiesEastern Fantasy505k WordsCompleted 2Reads7.3Score—Shelves

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No CP, a kingdom of God on earth, guiding believers to farm and fight for hegemony

287 重 Rebirth: No One Knows How to Be a God Better Than Me Sixth PlaceUrban195k WordsOngoing —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Come and see what I wrote