My Long-Treasured Favorite Books 本人万年珍藏的好书

1. 751 个 I Chose Corpse Driving as My Profession, and the Police Are Losing It 个人职业填赶尸，警察麻了 If You Can't Beat Them, Join Them打不过我加入Mystery2.7M WordsCompleted During summer break, Jiang Bai boldly ventured into the mountains of Xixiang and became a corpse walker. He rings the soul-summoning bell, strikes the ritual gong, and walks between the realms of yin and yang. Even ghosts and gods give way! As Jiang Bai leads corpse after corpse out of the mountains, a passing streamer happens to capture it on camera. The whole internet goes wild! "Holy crap, that's the first time I've seen someone offer a cigarette to a corpse. I'm impressed! Old Liu from Shang 13.8kReads7.6Score1.5kShelves
2. 752 灵 The Soul’s Answer 灵魂的答案 Ranguang然光240k WordsCompleted In a world of chaos and division, we often ask: Why are some people exceptionally gifted while others lead ordinary lives? Why are some born into wealth while others seem destined for poverty? If reincarnation is real, who writes the script for this life? Did we truly choose all of this? This book is a soul-to-soul conversation that confronts the truth of the universe. It does not shy away from painful questions or gloss over the cost of love. From the choices souls make and the true meaning of 139Reads7.6Score—Shelves

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   0⃣1⃣ How do you define yourself? 0⃣2⃣ What are the characteristics of the earth? 0⃣3⃣ Did you come to earth to suffer? ... If you are interested in the above, it is recommended to read this book "The Answer to the Soul" by Ran Guang. 🕉 This book begins with the title "Why do souls come to earth", which is fascinating and triggers thinking. Yes, modern people have so many psychological problems and various psychological crises emerge one after another. So what are you doing here (Earth)? 🕉🕉 The earth's separation (forgetting mechanism), opposition (I am me, you are you), and scarcity (competition and plunder) all make people confused and trapped. 🕉🕉🕉 What kind of family you choose when you come to Earth is the choice of your higher self, in order to remember who you are in the high-density, antagonistic Earth school. Learn → comprehend → remember. 🕉🕉🕉🕉 I am the Source: I am a being of light from the Galactic Central Sun, and I choose to remember. I am one with Source. 🕉🕉🕉🕉🕉 Meditation, sitting still, and studying good teachers can help you remember yourself step by step and make little progress every day. The slower, more steady, and deeper, the more true it is. 🕉🕉🕉🕉🕉🕉 For us, how to break the duality is the most important thing. 😋Move from judgment to understanding. 😋Accept all aspects of yourself😋Break the illusion of "me vs. Him"😋Practice the "inner neutral point"😋Soul-level truth. 👉 The author in the article interprets all aspects of the Earth Matrix when it was designed: the educational matrix, the religious matrix, the medical matrix, the media matrix, and how these matrices influence and control people's thoughts and lives. 👉👉 This is the answer to a life test paper. As long as you understand more from the book, think → understand → practice → understand more deeply, you can graduate from the earth school, and the soul of the rare master may not even need to reincarnate again. 👉👉👉 Humanity will experience a "big reshuffle": a period of system disintegration, natural disasters, and awakening of consciousness. This is a "frequency testing period". Only those who are willing to improve their own vibration can successfully enter the "New Earth Civilization". ㊗️ Thanks for meeting and blessing all...

3. 753 A The AI Writing Copyright Wars Al写作版权风云录 User26182811用户261828117k WordsCompleted The AI Writing Copyright Saga —Reads—Score—Shelves

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   It writes about old trades but reflects today's people - After reading six chapters of "The Play Next Door", why do I say it is worth reading? A few days ago, a friend recommended a book to me called "The Play Next Door". He said, take a look, they are all about old jobs that no one wants to do - those who collect corpses, those who write letters of repentance, those who look after the law library, those who are in charge of books in the academy, those who correct calligraphy in the bookstore, and those who record piano music scores. I said, what's so good about this? He said, you will know just by looking at it. I watched it. After reading six chapters, I sat there without moving for a long time. I think of the words of Zhou Dasheng, the corpse collector at the execution ground: "What I wrap is a person, not a crime. When a person dies, his sins disappear, it should be dignified." I think of the words of Zheng Mingyi, the ghostwriter of the letter of repentance: "The regret is in the heart, not in the writing. If the heart does not regret, the more beautiful the writing, the more deceitful it is." I think of the words of Shen Bo'an, the caretaker of the Law Library: "What I guard against are silverfish, and what I protect is the foundation of the law." I think of the words of Lu Jing'an, the president of the academy: "Books are the public tools of the world, and they are the eyes of future generations. Don't indulge in the favor of the present." I think of the words of Tao Moqing, the bookstore's proofreader: "One wrong word may miss a person's life; one wrong word may distort the saints." I think of the words of Jiang Tingtao, the piano scorer: "What you make up is not the sound, but the silence of time." These words are like nails, nailed into my heart. What group of people is "The Play Next Door" about? It's those people who stand in the corner. Being a corpse collector at the execution ground is the dirtiest and most unlucky job, but he has been wiping each dead man's face and combing his hair with a piece of white cloth for forty years. No one saw it, no one knew it, no one thanked it. But he did. Why? Because he feels that when a person dies, his sins disappear and he should be given dignity. The person who wrote the letter of repentance stayed at the yamen gate for thirty-one years and set three rules: he must come in person, he must express his regret himself, and he must write as much as he says. Someone offered him a high price to write a "profound" letter of repentance, but he refused. Why? Because he knows that repentance is not written for others to read, but for yourself. A fake letter of repentance can deceive others, but not yourself. The person who looks after the law library has been guarding a pile of old books that no one has read for forty-three years, guarding against moths and drying them frequently, thus preserving the laws that may only be used once in a hundred years. The newcomers were slack, the books were moth-eaten, and key regulations were incomplete, resulting in a case without evidence. He completed the eighty-three words from memory, which were exactly the same as the original copy that he found later. Why? Because those books are the "fundamentals" and if the fundamentals are gone, the Fa will be gone. The bookkeeper of the academy has been keeping books for thirty-eight years with a stack of borrowed books. Some people scolded him for being unreasonable, while others thought he was too disciplined. But he held on. The new book is open to all, rare books are borrowed and defaced, an lone copy is lost, and an old scholar vomits blood and dies. He came back and re-established the rules, saying: "Books are the eyes of future generations." The proofreader of the bookstore takes half a month to proofread a book, and any doubts must be checked. The workshop owner found it too slow and replaced him with a rough editor. A batch of imperial examination books were full of typos, students failed, and the bookshop was destroyed. He silently picked up the broken page and said, "One wrong word can ruin a life." Faced with the incomplete ancient music score, the scorer carefully researched the ancient versions and carefully completed it. If you are not sure, you would rather leave it empty than make up for it. Colleagues fill it in at will, the composition is completed but the rhyme is lost. Above the elegant gathering, his ancient songs are vast and profound, while the casual ones are gorgeous but shallow. The piano player sighed: "What you are making up is not the sound, but the silence of time." What's so interesting about these people? Because what they do is work that we cannot see. We see the books, but we don't see the people who manage them. We see the law but not the people who protect it. We see the letter of repentance, but we cannot see the person who wrote the letter of repentance. We see dead people, but we don't see the people collecting the bodies. We can see the sound of the piano, but we can't see the person typing the music. We see the words in the book, but we cannot see the person who edited those words. They stand in the corners, in the shadows, out of sight of us. But it is them who keep the bottom line of this world. What the corpse collector maintains is the last respect for life. What the person who writes the letter of repentance maintains is the last insistence on sincerity. What the custodians of the law library guard is the final protection of the foundation. What the Academy Master maintains is the last reverence for knowledge. What the bookshop's proofreaders insist on is the final check on quality. What the scorer maintains is the final humility towards history. These people are all little people. But there is something big about these little people. What? Be serious. It's the kind of seriousness that's out of place, almost paranoid, and makes people think, "Why bother?" Zhou Dasheng wiped the dead man's face, no one saw him, but he did it for forty-three years. Zheng Mingyi did not write a letter of repentance for anyone, and there was no one to supervise him, but he kept it for thirty-one years. Shen Bo'an was on guard against silverfish, but no one checked, but he had been guarding against silverfish for forty-three years. No one praised Lu Jingan for keeping the pile of borrowing signatures, but he kept it for thirty-eight years. Tao Moqing had to read three books for each word he was correcting. No one forced him, but he had been correcting it for thirty-seven years. Jiang Tingtao would rather be empty in the face of incompleteness. No one understands him, but he has been empty all his life. These people are all "stupid". But in this era, what is lacking is this kind of "silliness". We are too smart. We are so flexible. We know how to save trouble. But if you save, you will lose some things. The work of collecting corpses is saved, and the dead lose their dignity. If the book of repentance is omitted, the human heart will become false. The treasury of the law is gone, it is completely gone. If the library is spared, the eyes of future generations will be blinded. If you miss the proofreading, one word mistake can ruin your life. Without playing music, the silence of the ancients would be filled with noise. "The Play Next Door" is about these "unavoidable" things. Why is it called "The Show Next Door"? I think it's because these stories all happened next door. Not on stage, not in the spotlight, not in the limelight. Right next door, right next to us, just in the corner where we can't see it. If you open the door and walk over, you can see it. But you never pushed through that door. This book is to open that door for you. Behind the door are the corpse collector, ghostwriter, treasury clerk, bookkeeper, collation worker, and score recorder. They were there, doing jobs that no one wanted to do, and observing rules that no one wanted to abide by. They kept silent, did not fight, did not complain, and did not complain. They just do, do, do. Once you do it, it lasts a lifetime. What can this book give us? A few mirrors, I think. Zhou Dasheng's white cloth reflects our attitude towards life. Zheng Mingyi's letter of repentance reflects our attitude towards sincerity. Shen Bo'an's library of laws reflects our attitude towards fundamentals. Lu Jing'an's borrowing signature reflects our attitude towards knowledge. Tao Moqing's proofs reflect our attitude towards quality. The vacancy of Jiang Tingtao reflects our attitude towards history. These mirrors reflect us. How we treat the dead is how we treat the living. How we treat repentance is how we treat ourselves. How we treat the fundamentals is how we treat the future. How we treat knowledge is how we treat future generations. How we treat quality is how we treat others. How we treat history is how we treat the present. This book is all about things from the old days. But as you read it, you will find that it is all about the present. Corpse collectors are disliked because we are dirty. Ghostwriters are laughed at because we are too slow. The custodians are ignored because we are old-fashioned. The scribe was scolded because we were too strict. The school manager was replaced because we were too quick. Music scorers are left out in the cold because we feel empty-headed. We dislike this thing and that thing, but what we dislike is exactly what we shouldn't dislike the most. Finally, I would like to recommend this book in one sentence: It is written about a group of small people in the old era, but what it illuminates is us in every era. Those collectors, ghostwriters, custodians, bookkeepers, collation workers, and score recorders, what things they guard - decency, sincerity, fundamentals, reverence, quality, humility - are we not lacking today? Which one do we dare to say "I have guarded"? This book is here to ask us this question. It asks softly, quietly, and makes you feel like you are just listening to a few stories from next door. But after you finished listening, closed the book, and lay on the bed, those words came to you. "What I cover is a person, not a crime." "Repentance is in my heart, not in writing." "What I guard against are moths, and what I protect is the foundation of the law." "Books are the eyes of future generations." "One wrong word can ruin a person's life." "What you make up is not the sound, but the silence of time." These words will run over and over in your heart. You may wonder, do I have the decency of a corpse collector? Do I have the sincerity of that ghostwriter? Do I have the awe of that custodian? Do I have the foresight to write a book? Do I have the responsibility of being a school nurse? Do I have the humility of the scorer? You may wonder, are those things that I find too dirty, too slow, too old, too strict, too slow, too empty, and too empty, exactly what I lack the most? You may think, what have I been keeping in my life? This is "The Play Next Door". It is not a book that tells you the answers. It is a question, a mirror, a story next door. Open that door and go in and take a look. Those people are waiting for you. Waiting for you to listen to their stories, waiting for you to look in those mirrors, waiting for you to think about those few questions. Wait until you ask yourself: What am I keeping? What did I hold on to? ——This is a question that this book leaves you alone.

4. 754 重 Reborn in the 1980s: Making It Big in Shanghai 重生八零，我在沪市发家了 Miaoyiyi妙仪仪Modern Romance311k WordsCompleted No CP!! She has a golden finger, and this is a lighthearted, everyday food story. Back in the 1980s, Lin Yueru finally understood how to live her life. Men may betray you, but the money you earn and put in your pocket never will! This time around, she kicks her freeloading scumbag boyfriend to the curb and uses a food sign-in System to build a culinary empire in Shanghai. Sign in every day, and all kinds of legendary recipes for Shanghai cuisine are hers for the taking. From pan-fried buns sizz 71Reads—Score112Shelves

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   Super pretty!! [Top post]

5. 755 游 Game Designer: I Make Games, Not Charity 游戏设计师：我是做游戏，不是做慈善 Ah Kun阿困Urban1.1M WordsCompleted This is a slightly distorted parallel world. Technology has advanced so quickly that business and the arts have been unable to keep up. As a result, most industries in this world focus on technology at the expense of content. This is especially true of the gaming industry! There are no computer games or mobile games. Every game is VR! There aren’t even any free games! In this world, games are a luxury only the wealthy can afford. “A VR headset costs hundreds of thousands. Does that mean poor peo 3.2kReads8.5Score166Shelves
6. 756 予 Getting Addicted to You 予你入瘾 Miaoyiyi妙仪仪Modern Romance242k WordsOngoing [The First Time] Lu Shiyan said to Su Wan with a cold expression, “This is the first time, and it'll be the last.” [Later] The second time, the third time... Su Wan cursed him furiously in her heart: What a bastard. Men really can't be trusted. Many years later, Lu Shiyan looked at Su Wan, asleep beside him, and sighed to himself: As expected, getting involved with the same woman more than three times really does lead to trouble. Su Wan thought she was just an unexpected episode in his life 2.8kReads—Score100Shelves
7. 757 隔 The Play Next Door 隔壁戏 User26182811用户26182811Historical2.8M WordsCompleted The Neighboring Stage is an expansive collection of ancient occupational parables, told across 360 standalone chapters. Together, they weave a grand panorama of 360 trades. Each chapter focuses on a different profession, from street storytellers and frontier beacon guards to imperial chefs and wandering mystics. Through the lives of people in the past, the stories reflect the world of today. The collection is united by the timeless theme that sincerity triumphs over cunning. Every story is a tes 7Reads—Score—Shelves

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   It writes about old trades but reflects today's people - After reading six chapters of "The Play Next Door", why do I say it is worth reading? A few days ago, a friend recommended a book to me called "The Play Next Door". He said, take a look, they are all about old jobs that no one wants to do - those who collect corpses, those who write letters of repentance, those who look after the law library, those who are in charge of books in the academy, those who correct calligraphy in the bookstore, and those who record piano music scores. I said, what's so good about this? He said, you will know just by looking at it. I watched it. After reading six chapters, I sat there without moving for a long time. I think of the words of Zhou Dasheng, the corpse collector at the execution ground: "What I wrap is a person, not a crime. When a person dies, his sins disappear, it should be dignified." I think of the words of Zheng Mingyi, the ghostwriter of the letter of repentance: "The regret is in the heart, not in the writing. If the heart does not regret, the more beautiful the writing, the more deceitful it is." I think of the words of Shen Bo'an, the caretaker of the Law Library: "What I guard against are silverfish, and what I protect is the foundation of the law." I think of the words of Lu Jing'an, the president of the academy: "Books are the public tools of the world, and they are the eyes of future generations. Don't indulge in the favor of the present." I think of the words of Tao Moqing, the bookstore's proofreader: "One wrong word may miss a person's life; one wrong word may distort the saints." I think of the words of Jiang Tingtao, the piano scorer: "What you make up is not the sound, but the silence of time." These words are like nails, nailed into my heart. What group of people is "The Play Next Door" about? It's those people who stand in the corner. Being a corpse collector at the execution ground is the dirtiest and most unlucky job, but he has been wiping each dead man's face and combing his hair with a piece of white cloth for forty years. No one saw it, no one knew it, no one thanked it. But he did. Why? Because he feels that when a person dies, his sins disappear and he should be given dignity. The person who wrote the letter of repentance stayed at the yamen gate for thirty-one years and set three rules: he must come in person, he must express his regrets himself, and he must write as much as he says. Someone offered him a high price to write a "profound" letter of repentance, but he refused. Why? Because he knows that repentance is not written for others to see, but for yourself. A fake letter of repentance can deceive others, but not yourself. The person who looks after the law library has been guarding a pile of old books that no one has read for forty-three years, guarding against moths and drying them frequently, thus preserving the laws that may only be used once in a hundred years. The newcomers were slack, the books were moth-eaten, and key regulations were incomplete, resulting in a case without evidence. He completed the eighty-three words from memory, which were exactly the same as the original copy that he found later. Why? Because those books are the "fundamentals" and if the fundamentals are gone, the Fa will be gone. The bookkeeper of the academy has been guarding books for thirty-eight years with a stack of borrowed books. Some people scolded him for being unreasonable, while others thought he was too disciplined. But he held on. The new book is open to all, rare books are borrowed and defaced, an lone copy is lost, and an old scholar vomits blood and dies. He came back and re-established the rules, saying: "Books are the eyes of future generations." The proofreader of the bookstore takes half a month to proofread a book, and any doubts must be checked. The workshop owner found it too slow and replaced him with a rough editor. A batch of imperial examination books were full of typos, students failed, and the bookshop was destroyed. He silently picked up the broken page and said, "One wrong word can ruin a life." Faced with the incomplete ancient music score, the scorer carefully researched the ancient versions and carefully completed it. If you are not sure, you would rather leave it empty than make up for it. Colleagues fill it in at will, the composition is completed but the rhyme is lost. Above the elegant gathering, his ancient songs are vast and profound, while the casual ones are gorgeous but shallow. The piano player sighed: "What you are making up is not the sound, but the silence of time." What's so interesting about these people? Because what they do is work that we cannot see. We see the books, but we don't see the people who manage them. We see the law but not the people who protect it. We see the letter of repentance, but we cannot see the person who wrote the letter of repentance. We see dead people, but we don't see the people collecting the bodies. We can see the sound of the piano, but we can't see the person typing the music. We see the words in the book, but we cannot see the person who edited those words. They stand in the corners, in the shadows, out of sight of us. But it is them who keep the bottom line of this world. What the corpse collector maintains is the last respect for life. What the person who writes the letter of repentance maintains is the last insistence on sincerity. What the custodians of the law library guard is the final protection of the foundation. What the Academy Master maintains is the last reverence for knowledge. What the bookshop's proofreaders insist on is the final check on quality. What the scorer maintains is the final humility towards history. These people are all little people. But there is something big about these little people. What? Be serious. It's the kind of seriousness that's out of place, almost paranoid, and makes people think, "Why bother?" Zhou Dasheng wiped the dead man's face, no one saw him, but he did it for forty-three years. Zheng Mingyi did not write a letter of repentance for anyone, and there was no one to supervise him, but he kept it for thirty-one years. Shen Bo'an was on guard against silverfish, but no one checked, but he had been guarding against silverfish for forty-three years. No one praised Lu Jingan for keeping the pile of borrowing signatures, but he kept it for thirty-eight years. Tao Moqing had to read three books for each word he was correcting. No one forced him, but he had been correcting it for thirty-seven years. Jiang Tingtao would rather be empty in the face of incompleteness. No one understands him, but he has been empty all his life. These people are all "stupid". But in this era, what is lacking is this kind of "silliness". We are too smart. We are so flexible. We know how to save trouble. But if you save, you will lose some things. The work of collecting corpses is saved, and the dead lose their dignity. If the book of repentance is omitted, the human heart will become false. The treasury of the law is gone, it is completely gone. If the library is spared, the eyes of future generations will be blinded. If you miss the proofreading, one word mistake can ruin your life. Without playing music, the silence of the ancients would be filled with noise. "The Play Next Door" is about these "unavoidable" things. Why is it called "The Show Next Door"? I think it's because these stories all happened next door. Not on stage, not in the spotlight, not in the limelight. Right next door, right next to us, just in the corner where we can't see it. If you open the door and walk over, you can see it. But you never pushed through that door. This book is to open that door for you. Behind the door are the corpse collector, ghostwriter, treasury clerk, bookkeeper, collation worker, and score recorder. They were there, doing jobs that no one wanted to do, and observing rules that no one wanted to abide by. They kept silent, did not fight, did not complain, and did not complain. They just do, do, do. Once you do it, it lasts a lifetime. What can this book give us? A few mirrors, I think. Zhou Dasheng's white cloth reflects our attitude towards life. Zheng Mingyi's letter of repentance reflects our attitude towards sincerity. Shen Bo'an's library of laws reflects our attitude towards fundamentals. Lu Jing'an's borrowing signature reflects our attitude towards knowledge. Tao Moqing's proofs reflect our attitude towards quality. The vacancy of Jiang Tingtao reflects our attitude towards history. These mirrors reflect us. How we treat the dead is how we treat the living. How we treat repentance is how we treat ourselves. How we treat the fundamentals is how we treat the future. How we treat knowledge is how we treat future generations. How we treat quality is how we treat others. How we treat history is how we treat the present. This book is all about things from the old days. But as you read it, you will find that it is all about the present. Corpse collectors are disliked because we are dirty. Ghostwriters are laughed at because we are too slow. The custodians are ignored because we are old-fashioned. The scribe was scolded because we were too strict. The school manager was replaced because we were too quick. Music scorers are left out in the cold because we feel empty-headed. We dislike this thing and that thing, but what we dislike is exactly what we shouldn't dislike the most. Finally, I would like to recommend this book in one sentence: It is written about a group of small people in the old era, but what it illuminates is us in every era. Those collectors, ghostwriters, custodians, bookkeepers, collation workers, and score recorders, what things they guard - decency, sincerity, fundamentals, reverence, quality, humility - are we not lacking today? Which one do we dare to say "I have guarded"? This book is here to ask us this question. It asks softly, quietly, and makes you feel like you are just listening to a few stories from next door. But after you finished listening, closed the book, and lay on the bed, those words came to you. "What I cover is a person, not a crime." "Repentance is in my heart, not in writing." "What I guard against are moths, and what I protect is the foundation of the law." "Books are the eyes of future generations." "One wrong word can ruin a person's life." "What you make up is not the sound, but the silence of time." These words will run over and over in your heart. You may wonder, do I have the decency of a corpse collector? Do I have the sincerity of that ghostwriter? Do I have the awe of that custodian? Do I have the foresight to write a book? Do I have the responsibility of being a school nurse? Do I have the humility of the scorer? You may wonder, are those things that I find too dirty, too slow, too old, too strict, too slow, too empty, and too empty, exactly what I lack the most? You may think, what have I been keeping in my life? This is "The Play Next Door". It is not a book that tells you the answers. It is a question, a mirror, a story next door. Open that door and go in and take a look. Those people are waiting for you. Waiting for you to listen to their stories, waiting for you to look in those mirrors, waiting for you to think about those few questions. Wait until you ask yourself: What am I keeping? What did I hold on to? ——This is a question that this book leaves you alone.

8. 758 黄 The Hidden Dragon of the Yellow River: Two Generals Guard the Han at Niangniang Beach 黄河龙隐：娘娘滩双将护汉 Old Rat from Neiqiu内丘的老老鼠Historical30k WordsCompleted Set against the political turmoil of the early Han court, Yellow River Dragon's Hidden Isle: The Two Generals of Niangniang Shoal Guard the Han tells a legendary tale of loyal service spanning seventeen years. Brothers Li Wen and Li Gong from Pei County were Liu Bang's personal guards from the time he raised his forces at Mangdang. They risked their lives to protect him at the Feast at Hong Gate and won repeated honors in the Chu-Han War, yet never coveted fame or rank, remaining steadfastly loy 7Reads—Score—Shelves

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   Volcano River: The Yang Family and His Son, Volcano River: Haichao Temple, a 500-year-old temple

9. 759 万 Junkyard Across the Myriad Worlds: Scavenging Stuns the Heavens 万界垃圾场：拾荒震惊诸天 Passing Student Lai Xiaoming路过的赖小明同学Eastern Fantasy1.4M WordsCompleted Yang Tianhe obtains a scrapyard that connects him to the Myriad Worlds. By repairing discarded items, he can transmigrate to the Myriad Worlds. [Mixed-Origin Great Tonic Pill (Damaged)]: A peerless medicinal pill from a certain high-martial world. Its effects have faded severely, but it can be repaired. [Tremor-Tremor Fruit (Damaged)]: A miraculous fruit from a certain pirate world. Its wondrous powers are missing, but it can be repaired. [Virtual Engine (Damaged)]: A super engine from a certain 243Reads8.7Score—Shelves
10. 760 量 Quantum Immortal Sect 量子仙宗 Cyber Immortal赛博上仙Sci-Fi & Apocalypse1.1M WordsOngoing Good grief! Why do we have to study fluid mechanics to fly on a sword? Sect Leader: Do you know what happens if you don't study? I'll hang you up and beat you! Fellow Daoists, wait up! Let's wield our swords as pens and build the immortal sect anew! 1.1kReads8.2Score—Shelves

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    A true treasure, a masterpiece of cybernetic cultivation!

11. 761 美 The Secret in the Beautiful Woman’s Hands Made Me Stop Resisting 美妇手中的机密，让我停止了反抗 A Single Spirit Shines Alone一灵独耀Sci-Fi & Apocalypse6k WordsCompleted The Secret in the Hands of a Beautiful Woman Made Me Stop Resisting —Reads—Score—Shelves

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    Permanent collection on my bookshelf

12. 762 昆 Night Watchers of Kunlun 昆仑守夜人 Old Rat from Neiqiu内丘的老老鼠8k WordsCompleted Kunlun Night Watcher 16Reads—Score—Shelves
13. 763 他 He Killed Me, Then We Shared a Body 他杀了我，然后和我共用一具身体 A Single Spirit Shines Alone一灵独耀9k WordsCompleted He Killed Me, Then Shared My Body 61Reads—Score—Shelves
14. 764 八 Eight Meters Apart: Imperfect Us 八米的距离：不完美的我们 Chicken Roll Expert鸡肉卷达人Modern Romance577k WordsCompleted I wrote a love letter for my roommate to give to the classmate I had a crush on. Every “I love you” was something I was desperately writing to myself. Ten years later, I got married. My bride wasn’t her. On our wedding night, my wife said calmly, “I know there’s a room in your heart I can’t enter.” I said I was sorry. She said, “What matters is that you come home every day.” Ten years later, I nearly cheated on her. When the young woman took off her coat, she revealed the scars on her wrist: “We 1Reads7.4Score—Shelves

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    A period drama born in the 1980s, campus love, urban emotions, two heroines, a sweet sadistic novel, similar to a light novel, easy to read, the plot is relatively fast, and it is a history of emotional growth spanning 20 years. Explore the innocence and regret of youthful crush, the bitterness and sweetness of love, and the plainness and true meaning of marriage. Hope you all like it

15. 765 盗 The Thief Stole Three Women and the Country 盗贼偷了三个女人和这个国家 A Single Spirit Shines Alone一灵独耀6k WordsCompleted The Thief Stole Three Women and This Country 22Reads—Score—Shelves
16. 766 闺 After My Best Friend Cheated, Her Brother Spoiled Me Rotten 闺蜜劈腿后，我被闺蜜哥哥宠上天 Seattle Weather西雅图的天气Modern Romance708k WordsCompleted 👇 This book has it all: melodrama, catharsis, and sweetness! Wen Yining had been dating her boyfriend for three years. They bought a home together and were preparing to marry. She saved her first time for their wedding night and treated her best friend like a younger sister for six years. Then she opened the door to their marital home and found her boyfriend tangled up with her best friend on the lavender bedsheets she'd laid out herself. She slapped them both and went out drinking. Through 625Reads—Score102Shelves

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    Good books to collect

17. 767 总 The CEO Has Had a Secret Crush on Me for Ten Years 总裁暗恋我十年 Seattle Weather西雅图的天气Modern Romance340k WordsCompleted In the tenth year of secretly loving Song Zhiyi, He Yanzhou became her client. They met again at a product launch. He was calm and composed, just “a business associate who seemed a little familiar” to her. No one knew that his memories of high school were filled with her. She was the only girl he had ever pranked, and the focus of all his secret attention for ten years. Using work as an excuse, he drew closer step by step, playing the perfect gentleman with admirable restraint. That was, until 65Reads—Score—Shelves
18. 768 相 After a Blind Date, the Egg White Girl Falls for the Egg Yolk CEO 相亲后，蛋白女孩爱上蛋黄总裁 Seattle Weather西雅图的天气Modern Romance546k WordsCompleted Blind Date + Mutual Devotion + She Pursues Him + She Pursues First, Then He Chases Her + Elite Families + Love at First Sight At a blind date her grandmother had forced her to attend, Qin Xi only planned to go through the motions. Then a hard-boiled egg in her salad made her lose her composure on the spot. She picked out the yolk and left it uneaten. The man across from her said calmly, “I like egg yolks. Give it to me. Don’t waste it.” Egg white and egg yolk: a perfect match. She fell for 156Reads—Score—Shelves
19. 769 重 Back to 1996: Taking Down the Supply and Marketing Cooperative 重回1996：干翻供销社 Night Blue Sky夜蓝天空Urban329k WordsOngoing [Reborn] [Period] [Lighthearted Comedy] [Ensemble Cast] [Sweet Romance] [Modern Romance] At forty-eight, seasoned old hand Meng Qiheng touches an old mirror and returns to rural northern Jiangsu in 1996! From the start, he stops his father from signing away everything for a brick and tile factory. With just 2.5 yuan in startup capital, he uses his insider knowledge to catch and sell eels, sell rainproof tarps, and crush the state-run supply cooperative! He teams up with his buddies to open a vid 395Reads—Score—Shelves

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    This book has so many hilarious scenes that are so graphic! There is parental love, brotherly love, and indispensable first love! Do you still remember the taste of first love? Is it the orange candy, or is it the sourness at the tip of your nose that reminds you of it? Come and take a look

20. 770 白 White Moonlight? No, I’m Just Your Mosquito Blood 白月光？错，我只是你的蚊子血 Seattle Weather西雅图的天气Modern Romance646k WordsCompleted The System wants me to win back my ex? I refuse on the spot. He cheated on me with a rich heiress while studying abroad, and now he’s back hoping to rekindle things? Sorry, I’m worth tens of billions. I don’t need that weed in my garden. But then there’s that junior of mine, three years younger than me. He looks about eighty percent like my ex, yet he insists on following me for five years. I focus on my career, build an empire, and make my custom furniture company the best in the industry. H 15Reads—Score—Shelves

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    Good books that I treasure

21. 771 四 Four-Year-Old Empress: Conquering the Business World with a Baby Bottle 四岁女帝，奶瓶收割资本圈 Dreams Shattered Upon Meeting遇梦若碎Modern Romance860k WordsCompleted When I was four, I was brought back to a wealthy family. My aunt-by-marriage laughed and called me a bastard. My uncle thought I was an embarrassment. I casually revealed the secret they had hidden in their safe, and everyone thought I was a genius. Only I knew the truth: this wasn't talent. I had been reborn. But when I found my biological mother, she stared at me and said, “You're not my daughter. My daughter died four years ago. Who are you?” An old computer my adoptive mother left me co 39Reads—Score—Shelves
22. 772 三 A Three-Year-Old Prodigy Shows the Way: Mom’s Welding Machine Leads to Immortality 三岁萌宝指路：妈妈的电焊机通仙 Dreams Shattered Upon Meeting遇梦若碎Modern Romance600k WordsCompleted Three-year-old Gu Tiaotiao squatted on the threshold of a hardware store, pointing at an empty alley. “Mommy, there’s a leak in the alley.” She looked up. A crack split the wall, and a man covered in golden fissures stepped out of it. He said she was the unfinished crack from a thousand years ago. The eighty-yuan secondhand welding torch in her hand lit up. The man was called Lu Beiyin. When he took his first bite of noodles, he froze: for the first time in a thousand years, he could taste som 67Reads—Score—Shelves
23. 773 绑 After Binding to the King of Hell's Sign-In System, I Gave Up Trying 绑定阎王签到系统后，我摆烂了 Dreams Shattered Upon Meeting遇梦若碎Urban637k WordsCompleted A laid-off office drone gets bound to the King of Hell System. In endless instance worlds, he becomes a god by signing in and slacking off, only to discover that everyone is waiting for him to return and serve as a judge of the dead. But all he wants is to give up and coast. Xuanhuan, system novel, infinite flow, underworld, lighthearted Slacking off, overworked employee, sign-in, subverting expectations, power fantasy, comedy, wild imagination, modern city, past and present lives, mystery One-l 47Reads—Score—Shelves
24. 774 一 A Loser’s Godforsaken Life 一个屌丝的混账人生 Qizai Who Loves Electronic Instruments喜欢电声乐器的七仔Urban728k WordsCompleted My new novel is here! Welcome to read my work on Tomato Novel. I hope you enjoy it. Your support motivates me to write, and I'll do my best to tell every story well! This book follows a loser who starts out as a penniless wage laborer and, through the twists of fate, makes a comeback to become a wealthy man. But then, with a great hand in his grasp and a winning card to play, he falls into a trap meticulously laid by those in power. In the end, he loses everything, leaving only chaos in his wake 177Reads—Score—Shelves

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    Treasure it for thousands of years, treasure it forever!

25. 775 世 The Heir Apparent Is Craving Something Again Today 世子今天又被馋哭了 Seattle Weather西雅图的天气Ancient Romance623k WordsCompleted On the very first day Duanmu Ying transmigrates into the body of a minor official’s daughter, her half-sister shoves her into a wall and splits her head open. The good news: she has brought the skills of an outstanding New Oriental culinary school graduate with her. The bad news: this place has no chili peppers, no wok, and even soy sauce is a rare delicacy. But who is Duanmu Ying? A knife-skills champion, a genius with heat, and the best wok-flipper in the kitchen of Tao’s restaurant. Growing v 107Reads—Score—Shelves
26. 776 命 Fate: A Woman’s Redemption 命运，赎罪的女人 Qizai Who Loves Electronic Instruments喜欢电声乐器的七仔Modern Romance19k WordsCompleted Fate: A Woman's Atonement 62Reads—Score—Shelves
27. 777 绑 Bound to a Gossip System, I Was Made a County Princess by the Emperor 绑定吃瓜系统后，我被皇帝封郡主 Seattle Weather西雅图的天气Ancient Romance495k WordsCompleted On Gu Yunshu's sixteenth birthday, she was bound to the “Gossip System.” At a palace banquet, the System suddenly delivered a shocking piece of gossip: the children born to the Noble Consort were actually fathered by the head of the Imperial Medical Academy! The words slipped out of her thoughts: “The emperor's been cuckolded!” The entire court heard her, and the emperor immediately ordered a blood test to confirm their parentage. The Noble Consort fell from power, the chancellor turned out 17Reads—Score—Shelves

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    My favorite book

28. 778 离 I Became a Millionaire Overnight After My Divorce 离婚后我一夜暴富 Dreams Shattered Upon Meeting遇梦若碎Modern Romance687k WordsCompleted My husband held up our property settlement agreement and said, “You’re not good enough for me anymore.” I calmly signed, then used all my savings to buy a lottery ticket. The next day, he clutched his new lover on TV and screamed, “Who stole my jackpot?!” I linked arms with his business rival and waved the lottery ticket at the camera: “Let me introduce you to my new husband.” 43Reads—Score—Shelves
29. 779 在 I, in Short, Am Here for Laughs 在下，纯属搞笑 Seattle Weather西雅图的天气Modern Romance351k WordsCompleted Comedy, and we mean it. Secret crush, and he’s a brooding flirt. Both leads are pure, so dive in without fear of landmines. Qian Duoduo is an entertainment reporter who became famous for writing about “The Mystery of a Certain Top-Tier Star’s Underwear Color.” Her tongue is quicker than her keyboard. Zhou Zhiheng is a dermatologist who saves every word. His biggest secret is that he’s followed her from a burner account for three years, clicking “Like” on every article. They meet again at the h 81Reads—Score—Shelves
30. 780 我 The Book I Was Reading: The Male Lead Came to Life 我追的书，男主出来了 Dreams Shattered Upon Meeting遇梦若碎Modern Romance300k WordsCompleted The male lead of the book you've been following for three years has appeared. He's covered in blood, sitting on your living room sofa. He says, “I've come out of the book you've been following for three years.” Before you can react, your phone lights up. A line has been carved into the ground downstairs: “Shi Jin, you were following the wrong person.” Behind the window of the building opposite, a camera is pointed straight at you. A third text arrives at the same time: “He's lying to you. He 48Reads—Score—Shelves
31. 781 烧 She’s Waiting for Me Behind the Burnt Screen 烧焦的屏风后，她在等我 Dreams Shattered Upon Meeting遇梦若碎Mystery305k WordsCompleted Mystery, wild imagination, horror, theater stage, continuing the play, Wu dialects There may be a lot of Zhejiang Wu dialect in this story. If you have trouble understanding it, leave a comment and I can explain. Most of it is written in a semi-Wu style, so it’s easy to follow. But to make the local flavor feel more authentic, some of the older characters speak in full Wu dialect. My mother had been insane for six years. Last month, she suddenly came to her senses for ten minutes and said three 17Reads—Score—Shelves
32. 782 人 In the Demonic Path, I Become a God Through Pure Guesswork 人在魔道，全靠脑补成神 Dreams Shattered Upon Meeting遇梦若碎Eastern Fantasy769k WordsCompleted A socially anxious Demon Lord who wins by being misunderstood, and a ridiculous cultivation saga where everyone jumps to conclusions. #SocialAnxiety #Villain #System #EveryoneJumpsToConclusions #RidiculousPowerFantasy #SubvertingExpectations #Xianxia #FeigningWeaknessToCatchTheStrong #EveryoneMisunderstands #BecomingADeityWithoutLiftingAFinger When Cang Hanyi woke up, a voice had appeared in his mind: “Host, please slaughter a village to establish your authority.” In his previous life, he’d b 23Reads—Score—Shelves
33. 783 挖 You Took My Kidney to Save Her, but I’m the One You’ve Always Loved 挖肾救她，你要的白光月是我 Dreams Shattered Upon Meeting遇梦若碎Modern Romance301k WordsCompleted I was Fu Siyan's stand-in lover for five years. He told me not to show my teeth when I smiled, because it wasn't like her. He insisted I warm his milk for exactly three minutes before drinking it, because that's what she did. Even during intimate moments, he made me wear a cat-ear headband, because she liked it. Then the hospital called to say his first love was critically ill. With red eyes, he wanted to take my kidney to save her. I took off my wig, revealing long golden hair exactly like hers 1Reads—Score—Shelves
34. 784 诡 Eerie: I Became the PM for Every Unscientific Project 诡异：我成了所有不科学项目PM Dreams Shattered Upon Meeting遇梦若碎Urban749k WordsCompleted From philosophical questions to the fate of civilization: Is humanity worth saving? Mu Shiyu's answer: That isn't for one person to decide. It's worth finding out together. In 2056, humanity collectively admitted something for the first time: this world no longer played by the rules. It all began thirty-two years earlier. One ordinary morning in 2024, a door appeared out of nowhere at an intersection in Shibuya, Tokyo. It wasn't a metaphor or an art installation. It was a real door, floating in 3Reads—Score—Shelves
35. 785 此 Chang'an of This World 此间长安 Gu Yanqing顾砚青Ancient Romance353k WordsOngoing A lifetime in a frail body, half a life among books. After an unexpected long sleep, he wakes in the Tang dynasty, during the Zhenguan era. Young Lin Chen has nothing to his name and a life as insignificant as a blade of grass. The moment he opens his eyes, he falls into a deadly predicament. In his previous life, he was confined to a sickbed, unable to live freely. In this life, even if he must walk through the mud, he will make every step shine. He will neither curry favor with the powerful no 33Reads—Score—Shelves

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    Chang'an here - the Chang'an in this book is the Chang'an they lived in - with temperature, smell, sound and light. . .

36. 786 他 He Said We Were Just Childhood Friends. I Believed Him for Twelve Years 他说只是发小，我信了十二年 Seattle Weather西雅图的天气Modern Romance900k WordsCompleted Shi Yan had always thought she and Zhan Zhou were a textbook example of childhood friendship. They’d known each other since they wore split-crotch pants. He gave her his chicken drumstick in kindergarten, fought for her in primary school, made her brown sugar water in middle school, and helped her with physics in high school. Twelve years. A full twelve years. She’d taken his “childhood friend treatment” for granted. Whenever he stood behind her for graduation photos, she even praised him in he 15Reads—Score—Shelves
37. 787 A AI Robot Sequence AI机器人序列 A Single Spirit Shines Alone一灵独耀Sci-Fi & Apocalypse129k WordsCompleted After the Third World War, a nuclear war, humanity faced a Fourth World War: a war of robots. Li Guangfu owns a small robot company. Without a moment’s hesitation, he joins the robot war with the machines his company built… 6Reads—Score—Shelves

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    A permanent treasure on the bookshelf

38. 788 2 At 28, My Lucky Client Finally Came On Board 28岁，我的锦鲤乙方上岗了 Seattle Weather西雅图的天气Modern Romance623k WordsCompleted While other people get promoted and a raise at twenty-eight, Gu Xiuyuan finally met the ultimate client from hell at the same age: someone who could counter his bad luck. As the poker-faced vice president of Ruike Medical, he believed in science, yet fate kept beating him down. Birds managed to bomb him with pinpoint accuracy as he walked, projectors always crashed during presentations, and even a sip of water could go down the wrong way. Then the new accountant, Ning Jinyue, filled out an expen 23Reads—Score—Shelves
39. 789 苟 Building a Clan in the World of Demons and Monsters 苟在妖魔世界建家族 Yu San Is Not 3于三不是3Eastern Fantasy1.0M WordsCompleted (This book doesn't belong to any particular genre. It's simply a tale about a cultivation civilization.) The Nan family's ancestral motto: “As long as our blood still flows, we fight to the death!” Nan Buxiu: “I'm sorry, ancestors. I'm the last one left in the Nan family. I plan to live well and build a great family. Once we have more people, we can restore the ancestral motto.” After learning artifact forging, formations, and talismans, Nan Buxiu became a mecha puppet master and descended the m 3.5kReads8.5Score172Shelves

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    Personally recommend it

40. 790 都 City of Hidden Shadows: A Mysterious Disappearance 都市谜影之神秘失踪 Dreams Shattered Upon Meeting遇梦若碎Mystery819k WordsCompleted Twenty-three-year-old detective Xu Nian's first major case is the mysterious disappearance of a young girl. The client sobs, “My daughter answered a phone call and never came home!” The only clues are a diary and an ex-boyfriend whose body is covered in strange symbols. The symbols are the lost “Night Watcher cipher,” pointing to an abandoned chemical plant on the outskirts of the city. When Xu Nian sneaks into the plant's underground level, she sees something she will never forget Twenty t 11Reads—Score—Shelves
41. 791 我 I Own a Golden Island 我有一座黄金岛 Spring Breeze Carp春风鲤Urban1.5M WordsCompleted I really am just an utterly ordinary little island owner from a poor family. “Boss, we can’t do much without a speedboat when we head out to sea!” Li Zheng: I can’t afford one. I’ll just catch an oarfish and ride it instead. “Island owner, our restaurant barely gets any customers. We’re struggling to stay open!” Li Zheng: I can’t afford an influencer. I’ll just catch a mermaid to sing at the restaurant! “Boss, those Japanese guys who seem to be doing just fine keep coming to our fishing grounds 891Reads8.8Score101Shelves
42. 792 替 On Our Wedding Night, He Accused Me of Killing His Brother 替嫁当晚，他说我是杀弟仇人 Dreams Shattered Upon Meeting遇梦若碎Modern Romance422k WordsCompleted “On our wedding night, my husband pressed a gun to my forehead. ‘You killed my younger brother.’ But what he doesn't know is that the ‘enemy’ he wants to kill and the woman he has yearned for over fifteen years are one and the same.” What you think is hell is only the entrance to the abyss. The demon you imagine has merely changed faces. The ending you expect is only the beginning of something else. 24Reads—Score—Shelves
43. 793 黑 Black Technology: Building Controlled Nuclear Fusion by Hand from the Start 黑科技：开局手搓可控核聚变 Super Dou from Shuangliu City双流城的超兜Urban1.7M WordsCompleted Chu Ge awakens the Military Industry System. As it continually upgrades and improves, its cutting-edge technology lets him sweep all before him, successfully turning Huaxia into the world's leading military-industrial power! One astonishing military technology after another emerges, leaving the traditional powers trembling with fear and green with envy! Controlled nuclear fusion: successfully developed, mass production ready... Prism defense towers: successfully developed, mass production ready. 11.4kReads8.9Score767Shelves
44. 794 星 Planetary Survival: Isn’t This Basic Knowledge? 星球求生：这不是基础常识吗？ Xiao Xiao Ze小小泽Sci-Fi & Apocalypse893k WordsOngoing Chu Yunhe transmigrated to a parallel world with incredibly advanced technology, where everything was done using high-tech methods. In this age, even the theory of relativity had been disproven. Humanity had long since spread across the universe. He signed up for a show called Planet Survival. When humans who couldn't live without high technology met Chu Yunhe... Making fire with a bow drill, mortise-and-tenon joints, black powder, pottery firing, fishing techniques... Viewers: "Holy crap! How d —Reads—Score—Shelves
45. 795 我 I’m Just Making an Educational Show, Why Are You Asking Me to Catch Ghosts? 我就做个科普节目，你让我抓鬼？ Qing Sheng箐笙Urban287k WordsCompleted Chen Chen transmigrated to a parallel world and became the host of a popular-science show that was on the verge of being shut down. He had planned to save the show, but on his very first day at work, he discovered that the program he was supposed to host was a ghost movie! He’d noticed that this world didn’t seem to have any tales of ghosts or monsters. But was a popular-science show about ghost movies really a serious thing? At that point, he gave up completely. Figuring he might as well get th 2.6kReads5.7Score164Shelves
46. 796 领 The Age of Lords: I Used Cheats and Got Livestreamed 领主时代：我开挂被直播了 Sichuan Pepper Turkey麻椒火鸡Urban1.2M WordsCompleted [Lordship + development + farming + livestreaming + feel-good power fantasy] Ye Xiu transmigrated to a parallel world. When he woke up, he discovered that the Goddess of Fortune had chosen him. He’d entered the Fog World and become Great Xia’s No. 15647 trainee lord. From the start, all he had was a shabby little thatched hut, a stone axe, and a small pile of kindling. The Fog World was surrounded by ferocious beasts and poisonous insects. One wrong move could mean utter ruin. Ye Xiu obtained th 916Reads8.3Score103Shelves
47. 797 女 The Female Bank President's Last Resort 女行长的穷途末路 Xu Ci珝慈Modern Romance102k WordsCompleted A teller's act of withholding checks toppled the first domino in the bank run at Yunhai City Commercial Bank. Though bank president Ma Yuquan fought desperately to contain the crisis, she ultimately could not counter the enormous fallout from the sudden disappearance of the bank's major shareholder and the head of its controlling rural bank. Ma Yuquan sensed the situation was full of hidden twists and turns, yet never revealed the secret of who she had been with during her brief disappearance, w 801Reads9.3Score105Shelves

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    Recommended novel "The End of the Female President", workplace writing, high-level strategy. It writes about how the female bank president Ma Yuquan went from being an aspiring elite woman with a huge ambition, bright eyes, and determined to serve the country through finance. In the face of power and bad capital, she was trapped step by step and lost herself, thus embarking on a dead end in life. The novel has a fast pace, fluent writing, and rich plots. There are many scenes in which the best friend competes for her boyfriend, and the single and elderly heroine secretly gives birth to a child and designs a legal adoption.

48. 798 凤 The Phoenix-Tortoise-Borne City 凤凰龟驮城 Meiniang Qingqing媚娘倾倾Eastern Fantasy415k WordsCompleted The story of a heavenly brat coming down to the mortal world, and my life as a top-tier star among humans: I ruined Jiang Ziya's retirement, stole the Thunder God's hammer, and smashed the Jade Emperor's palace... In short, I stirred up everyone's wrath, so they sent me to the mortal world for a little experience. But I never expected the dazzling world of mortals to be so captivating. I got involved, I ran away, I tried it all, and I endured every kind of hardship! I thought I could make a name 19Reads—Score—Shelves

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    I did it! I'm out of books [cool][cool][cool]

49. 799 唯 Only the Fragrance of Orchids 唯蜜兰香 Meiniang Qingqing媚娘倾倾Ancient Romance326k WordsCompleted Some people, once you miss your chance with them, there’s no going back. So what if she’s a doctor? You didn’t cherish her when she was devoted to you. Now she’s walked away, and you’re crying your eyes out as you search for her… If you knew this would happen, why didn’t you treasure her from the start? 15Reads—Score—Shelves
50. 800 媚 Enchanting Niangniang 媚娘倾倾 Meiniang Qingqing媚娘倾倾Ancient Romance298k WordsCompleted Take a prince as his apprentice, form a joint male-and-female logistics team, build a nationwide logistics network, create the most advanced war chariots, turn a cute child into a lucky charm, and help his divorced mother rise again. She’s dominating the ancient world of commerce! 13Reads—Score—Shelves

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