Desert Island Survival Volume 2

51 与 Survive on a Deserted Island with the Beautiful CEO Leopard Print ShortsUrban2.0M Wordscompleted 17.1kReads9.0Score2.2kShelves

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These three books are pretty good, and one is a new book.

52 神 God Is Not on the Desert Island LeaveUrban263k Wordscompleted 197Reads—Score—Shelves

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A very good-looking story about survival on a deserted island, not cultivating immortals, fighting against heaven and man, just to survive, no Holy Mother!

53 流 Living on a Deserted Island, the Beautiful CEO Always Wants to Harm Me Warm Bodhi RootUrban1.4M Wordscompleted 4.8kReads8.7Score467Shelves

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How could we not have this book?

55 流 Living in Exile************ ongoing —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Living on a deserted island, supplies are in short supply, but he has space to store rings

57 绝 Desperate Desert Island: the Goddess Is by My Side When I Wake Up Wooden Jingle BellUrban519k Wordscompleted 1.7kReads6.8Score208Shelves

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I was living on a deserted island building rockets, and the savages fought against me. I had nothing to do and built cannons, which made the savages howl. I sent the savages into space, and they were driven crazy. The savages gave me a beautiful woman. I said it must be you, the savages. Let's work together to build infrastructure. We built high-speed rails and airplanes. He said let's go and realize the unification of the world...

58 荒 Desert Island***** Hot Style High LevelUrban1.2M Wordsongoing 163Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Wild and wild￥! !

59 流 Living ********** completed —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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The heavy rain at the end of September was lashing the airport tarmac. Song Mo fastened the style button of his security uniform and looked at the suits and leather shoes filing in on the ramp. As a temporary security guard assigned by the Longteng Group's special service department, his combat boots made a dull echo on the metal steps, forming a strange resonance with the crisp sound of President Lin Yanqiu's high heels. Song Mo was taking a nap in the back of the cabin when the roar of the turbine engine tore through the rain. Five years as a special forces soldier made him extremely sensitive to metal vibrations. When the fuselage suddenly jolted violently, he instinctively rushed toward the first-class cabin. The oxygen mask fell, Lin Yanqiu's pale face flickered under the emergency lights, her fingers holding the seat belt turned blue, and the executives in the front row were already screaming in panic. "Fasten your seat belts!" Song Mo's roar penetrated the alarm. The moment the heavy rain and lightning split the clouds, he saw spider web cracks spreading on the windshield of the cockpit. The moment the fuselage dropped at a 90-degree angle, he used a tactical backpack to protect Lin Yanqiu's head. The sound of twisted metal tearing could be heard in his ears. Before the salty seawater poured into his nose, the last thought that flashed through him was: This is more fucking exciting than an RPG attack in the Middle East battlefield. When Song Mo was awakened by the sound of rocks smashing into life rafts, dusk was dyeing the sea surface blood-colored. Broken briefcases and high heels were scattered on the beach. Lin Yanqiu was soaked and leaning against a palm tree, with a pearl necklace stained with seaweed dangling between his collarbones. Not far away, the three surviving executives were yelling at the floating suitcases, and Song Mo had already taken out a tactical dagger and cut open his seawater-soaked uniforms - this deserted island full of poisonous miasma would obviously not give them time to adapt.

60 荒 Desert Island****** completed —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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The heavy rain at the end of September was lashing the airport tarmac. Song Mo fastened the style button of his security uniform and looked at the suits and leather shoes filing in on the ramp. As a temporary security guard assigned by the Longteng Group's special service department, his combat boots made a dull echo on the metal steps, forming a strange resonance with the crisp sound of President Lin Yanqiu's high heels. Song Mo was taking a nap in the back of the cabin when the roar of the turbine engine tore through the rain. Five years as a special forces soldier made him extremely sensitive to metal vibrations. When the fuselage suddenly jolted violently, he instinctively rushed toward the first-class cabin. The oxygen mask fell, Lin Yanqiu's pale face flickered under the emergency lights, her fingers holding the seat belt turned blue, and the executives in the front row were already screaming in panic. "Fasten your seat belts!" Song Mo's roar penetrated the alarm. The moment the heavy rain and lightning split the clouds, he saw spider web cracks spreading on the windshield of the cockpit. The moment the fuselage dropped at a 90-degree angle, he used a tactical backpack to protect Lin Yanqiu's head. The sound of twisted metal tearing could be heard in his ears. Before the salty seawater poured into his nose, the last thought that flashed through him was: This is more fucking exciting than an RPG attack in the Middle East battlefield. When Song Mo was awakened by the sound of rocks smashing into life rafts, dusk was dyeing the sea surface blood-colored. Broken briefcases and high heels were scattered on the beach. Lin Yanqiu was soaked and leaning against a palm tree, with a pearl necklace stained with seaweed dangling between his collarbones. Not far away, the three surviving executives were yelling at the floating suitcases, and Song Mo had already taken out a tactical dagger and cut open his seawater-soaked uniforms - this deserted island full of poisonous miasma would obviously not give them time to adapt.

61 荒 Survival on a Desert Island, My Followers Are Strong and Cute Autumn Cold LeavesUrban1.8M Wordsongoing 42.3kReads7.7Score2.9kShelves

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The heavy rain at the end of September was lashing the airport tarmac. Song Mo fastened the style button of his security uniform and looked at the suits and leather shoes filing in on the ramp. As a temporary security guard assigned by the Longteng Group's special service department, his combat boots made a dull echo on the metal steps, forming a strange resonance with the crisp sound of President Lin Yanqiu's high heels. Song Mo was taking a nap in the back of the cabin when the roar of the turbine engine tore through the rain. Five years as a special forces soldier made him extremely sensitive to metal vibrations. When the fuselage suddenly jolted violently, he instinctively rushed toward the first-class cabin. The oxygen mask fell, Lin Yanqiu's pale face flickered under the emergency lights, her fingers holding the seat belt turned blue, and the executives in the front row were already screaming in panic. "Fasten your seat belts!" Song Mo's roar penetrated the alarm. The moment the heavy rain and lightning split the clouds, he saw spider web cracks spreading on the windshield of the cockpit. The moment the fuselage dropped at a 90-degree angle, he used a tactical backpack to protect Lin Yanqiu's head. The sound of twisted metal tearing could be heard in his ears. Before the salty seawater poured into his nose, the last thought that flashed through him was: This is more fucking exciting than an RPG attack in the Middle East battlefield. When Song Mo was awakened by the sound of rocks smashing into life rafts, dusk was dyeing the sea surface blood-colored. Broken briefcases and high heels were scattered on the beach. Lin Yanqiu was soaked and leaning against a palm tree, with a pearl necklace stained with seaweed dangling between his collarbones. Not far away, the three surviving executives were yelling at the floating suitcases, and Song Mo had already taken out a tactical dagger and cut open his seawater-soaked uniforms - this deserted island full of poisonous miasma would obviously not give them time to adapt.

62 流 Living on a Deserted Island, Creating a Dream Paradise The Sky Is Blue HereUrban1.0M Wordscompleted 15.3kReads8.1Score1.7kShelves

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The heavy rain at the end of September was lashing the airport tarmac. Song Mo fastened the style button of his security uniform and looked at the suits and leather shoes filing in on the ramp. As a temporary security guard assigned by the Longteng Group's special service department, his combat boots made a dull echo on the metal steps, forming a strange resonance with the crisp sound of President Lin Yanqiu's high heels. Song Mo was taking a nap in the back of the cabin when the roar of the turbine engine tore through the rain. Five years as a special forces soldier made him extremely sensitive to metal vibrations. When the fuselage suddenly jolted violently, he instinctively rushed toward the first-class cabin. The oxygen mask fell, Lin Yanqiu's pale face flickered under the emergency lights, her fingers holding the seat belt turned blue, and the executives in the front row were already screaming in panic. "Fasten your seat belts!" Song Mo's roar penetrated the alarm. The moment the heavy rain and lightning split the clouds, he saw spider web cracks spreading on the windshield of the cockpit. The moment the fuselage dropped at a 90-degree angle, he used a tactical backpack to protect Lin Yanqiu's head. The sound of twisted metal tearing could be heard in his ears. Before the salty seawater poured into his nose, the last thought that flashed through him was: This is more fucking exciting than an RPG attack in the Middle East battlefield. When Song Mo was awakened by the sound of rocks smashing into life rafts, dusk was dyeing the sea surface blood-colored. Broken briefcases and high heels were scattered on the beach. Lin Yanqiu was soaked and leaning against a palm tree, with a pearl necklace stained with seaweed dangling between his collarbones. Not far away, the three surviving executives were yelling at the floating suitcases, and Song Mo had already taken out a tactical dagger and cut open his seawater-soaked uniforms - this deserted island full of poisonous miasma would obviously not give them time to adapt.

63 我 I Am a Student, What If I Have More Survival Skills? Fresh Dragon FruitUrban1.4M Wordsongoing 141.2kReads8.0Score17.3kShelves

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The heavy rain at the end of September was lashing the airport tarmac. Song Mo fastened the style button of his security uniform and looked at the suits and leather shoes filing in on the ramp. As a temporary security guard assigned by the Longteng Group's special service department, his combat boots made a dull echo on the metal steps, forming a strange resonance with the crisp sound of President Lin Yanqiu's high heels. Song Mo was taking a nap in the back of the cabin when the roar of the turbine engine tore through the rain. Five years as a special forces soldier made him extremely sensitive to metal vibrations. When the fuselage suddenly jolted violently, he instinctively rushed toward the first-class cabin. The oxygen mask fell, Lin Yanqiu's pale face flickered under the emergency lights, her fingers holding the seat belt turned blue, and the executives in the front row were already screaming in panic. "Fasten your seat belts!" Song Mo's roar penetrated the alarm. The moment the heavy rain and lightning split the clouds, he saw spider web cracks spreading on the windshield of the cockpit. The moment the fuselage dropped at a 90-degree angle, he used a tactical backpack to protect Lin Yanqiu's head. The sound of twisted metal tearing could be heard in his ears. Before the salty seawater poured into his nose, the last thought that flashed through him was: This is more fucking exciting than an RPG attack in the Middle East battlefield. When Song Mo was awakened by the sound of rocks smashing into life rafts, dusk was dyeing the sea surface blood-colored. Broken briefcases and high heels were scattered on the beach. Lin Yanqiu was soaked and leaning against a palm tree, with a pearl necklace stained with seaweed dangling between his collarbones. Not far away, the three surviving executives were yelling at the floating suitcases, and Song Mo had already taken out a tactical dagger and cut open his seawater-soaked uniforms - this deserted island full of poisonous miasma would obviously not give them time to adapt.

64 我 The Days When the Stewardess and I Survived on a Deserted Island Written by Jiuyemucompleted —Reads9.0Score—Shelves

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The heavy rain at the end of September was lashing the airport tarmac. Song Mo fastened the style button of his security uniform and looked at the suits and leather shoes filing in on the ramp. As a temporary security guard assigned by the Longteng Group's special service department, his combat boots made a dull echo on the metal steps, forming a strange resonance with the crisp sound of President Lin Yanqiu's high heels. Song Mo was taking a nap in the back of the cabin when the roar of the turbine engine tore through the rain. Five years as a special forces soldier made him extremely sensitive to metal vibrations. When the fuselage suddenly jolted violently, he instinctively rushed toward the first-class cabin. The oxygen mask fell, Lin Yanqiu's pale face flickered under the emergency lights, her fingers holding the seat belt turned blue, and the executives in the front row were already screaming in panic. "Fasten your seat belts!" Song Mo's roar penetrated the alarm. The moment the heavy rain and lightning split the clouds, he saw spider web cracks spreading on the windshield of the cockpit. The moment the fuselage dropped at a 90-degree angle, he used a tactical backpack to protect Lin Yanqiu's head. The sound of twisted metal tearing could be heard in his ears. Before the salty seawater poured into his nose, the last thought that flashed through him was: This is more fucking exciting than an RPG attack in the Middle East battlefield. When Song Mo was awakened by the sound of rocks smashing into life rafts, dusk was dyeing the sea surface blood-colored. Broken briefcases and high heels were scattered on the beach. Lin Yanqiu was soaked and leaning against a palm tree, with a pearl necklace stained with seaweed dangling between his collarbones. Not far away, the three surviving executives were yelling at the floating suitcases, and Song Mo had already taken out a tactical dagger and cut open his seawater-soaked uniforms - this deserted island full of poisonous miasma would obviously not give them time to adapt.

65 和 Days of Survival on a Deserted Island with the Goddess Anonymous (Anchor: Professional Magic Stick, Deskmate, Xiang Xuehai)completed —Reads7.9Score—Shelves

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The days of surviving on a deserted island with a beautiful goddess are wonderful and exciting.

66 流 Living on a Deserted Island, I Am My Master Lying in the CloudsUrban188k Wordscompleted 1.8kReads6.5Score180Shelves

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The more I read this book, the more I want to read it. I am really looking forward to what plot will follow. It is said that the mutant python king is not dead yet.

67 流 Living on a Deserted Island, I Became the Only Cultivator of Immortality Mr. Huang in the Period of TribulationUrban704k Wordscompleted 10.3kReads7.5Score1.2kShelves

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Survival, adventure, secret realm, inheritance of immortality, vampire, magician, werewolf, giant, giant... Different kinds of immortality, different adventures and survival! [Make a face][make a face][make a face][make a face]

68 流 Living in Exile *********** ongoing —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Survival, adventure, secret realm, inheritance of immortality, vampire, magician, werewolf, giant, giant... Different kinds of immortality, different adventures and survival! [Make a face][make a face][make a face][make a face]

69 和 Create a World with the Goddess on a Desert Island Beggars Are Not PoorUrban1.6M Wordscompleted 478Reads6.9Score—Shelves

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Desert Island Survival Ceiling[Like][Like]

70 我 I'm Living on a Deserted Island with Only Diao Chan Around Me Arctic Ocean Dragon KingHistorical317k Wordscompleted 56Reads—Score—Shelves

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Starting from an island, starting from a Diao Chan, sitting on the vast world, embracing millions of beauties. Traveling through the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Cao Cao wanted to poach me, but I had great ambitions. I divided the world with Wei, Shu and Wu, and finally wiped out the world. Unifying China is not the end, but just the beginning... With history and an open mind, I wander in the world of imagination with the author. The unique form of edging is refreshing!

71 我 My Desert Island Survival with My Secret Girlfriend Green ShellUrban411k Wordscompleted 104Reads—Score—Shelves

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The beautiful colleagues from the past are familiar yet unfamiliar. Now we are surviving together on a desert island, suffering together and living together.

72 荒 Wilderness************ ongoing —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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These two books! !

73 荒 Survival in the Wilderness: Picking a Female Star as a Wife Jing Angel DaddyUrban1.2M Wordscompleted 16.3kReads8.7Score1.3kShelves

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These two books! !

74 和 Survive on a Desert Island with Your Date Down Lynx CatUrban555k Wordsongoing 242Reads—Score—Shelves

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The plot is colorful

75 荒 Desert Island Survival: My Items Have Attributes Panda PandaSports1.0M Wordscompleted 286Reads5.5Score—Shelves

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Don't worry if you are short of books, Little Tomato is here! I don't believe you don't like it~

76 荒 Desert Island Survival: Check in Epic Weapons at the Start Frost Leaves and Black CrySports930k Wordscompleted 602Reads6.3Score—Shelves

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Don't worry if you are short of books, Little Tomato is here! I don't believe you don't like it~

77 荒 Desert Island Survival Falling Snow Without a TraceUrban1.1M Wordscompleted 1.3kReads7.4Score117Shelves

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Don't worry if you are short of books, Little Tomato is here! I don't believe you don't like it~

78 与 Desert Island Survival with Bai Fumei Jade Pen DiligenceUrban1.5M Wordscompleted 1.5kReads8.5Score153Shelves

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Don't worry if you are short of books, Little Tomato is here! I don't believe you don't like it~

79 和 The Days of Surviving on a Desert Island with a Beautiful Woman Afterimage of Ancient BuildingUrban948k Wordscompleted 309Reads6.6Score—Shelves

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Don't worry if you are short of books, Little Tomato is here! I don't believe you don't like it~

80 我 The Days When the Goddess and I Survived on a Deserted Island Hao JiutianUrban1.0M Wordscompleted 1.2kReads8.6Score137Shelves

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Don't worry if you are short of books, Little Tomato is here! I don't believe you don't like it~

81 荒 Desert Island Survival: a Desperate Start Shocked the World! Three Demons Three DemonsUrban473k Wordscompleted 143Reads6.1Score—Shelves

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Don't worry if you are short of books, Little Tomato is here! I don't believe you don't like it~

82 荒 If You Don't Want to Survive on a Deserted Island, What Do You Ask Me to Do? Jiang Jiang Is a Bit HandsomeModern Romance1.0M Wordscompleted 7.8kReads9.1Score1.7kShelves

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The fog locks the spring river and it has not opened for a long time. The boat is lying across the clear water waiting for the wind to blow. A beautiful woman sits alone and hides her tranquility. A glance at the end of the world is the most relaxing.

83 全 Survival on Deserted Islands Around the World, I'm Super Lucky Daytime Unicorn at Three Mile IslandModern Romance435k Wordscompleted 1.9kReads8.7Score171Shelves

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The fog locks the spring river and it has not opened for a long time. The boat is lying across the clear water waiting for the wind to blow. A beautiful woman sits alone and hides her tranquility. A glance at the end of the world is the most relaxing.

84 海 Survival on the Island, Beautiful Companions Are Strong and Cute Hai LingUrban2.0M Wordscompleted 12.7kReads8.8Score1.4kShelves

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The fog locks the spring river and it has not opened for a long time. The boat is lying across the clear water waiting for the wind to blow. A beautiful woman sits alone and hides her tranquility. A glance at the end of the world is the most relaxing.

85 震 Shock! Unjust College Student Forced to Survive on Desert Island ShiyunModern Romance472k Wordscompleted 5kReads9.3Score979Shelves

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The fog locks the spring river and it has not opened for a long time. The boat is lying across the clear water waiting for the wind to blow. A beautiful woman sits alone and hides her tranquility. A glance at the end of the world is the most relaxing.

86 十 Ten Years of Desert Island Survival Little UncleUrban321k Wordscompleted 18kReads9.1Score1.7kShelves

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The fog locks the spring river and it has not opened for a long time. The boat is lying across the clear water waiting for the wind to blow. A beautiful woman sits alone and hides her tranquility. A glimpse of the world is the most relaxing.

87 和 Days of Survival on a Deserted Island with the Goddess Anonymous (Anchor: Must-See)completed —Reads8.1Score—Shelves

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The fog locks the spring river and it has not opened for a long time. The boat is lying across the clear water waiting for the wind to blow. A beautiful woman sits alone and hides her tranquility. A glance at the end of the world is the most relaxing.

88 荒 Life and Death on a Deserted Island: the Strongest Mercenary Survive with Beauty The Iron Rod Is RuthlessUrban1.2M Wordscompleted 28.3kReads9.1Score3.6kShelves

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The fog locks the spring river and it has not opened for a long time. The boat is lying across the clear water waiting for the wind to blow. A beautiful woman sits alone and hides her tranquility. A glance at the end of the world is the most relaxing.

89 荒 Desert Island Legend White-Headed Little KidUrban383k Wordscompleted 3.2kReads8.7Score420Shelves

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The fog locks the spring river and it has not opened for a long time. The boat is lying across the clear water waiting for the wind to blow. A beautiful woman sits alone and hides her tranquility. A glance at the end of the world is the most relaxing.

90 海 Island Survival Log Xiaoyao JiayuUrban496k Wordscompleted 338Reads6.6Score—Shelves

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The most hard-core desert island survival novel, with no system and no heroine, a more tragic start than Robinson Crusoe, but more awesome enjoyment than Robinson Crusoe.

92 荒 Desert Island Survival Starts with Hijacking West of Jiangnan, Coco and YiyiUrban1.4M Wordscompleted 515Reads6.3Score—Shelves

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Are you sure you don't want to watch it?

93 穿 Travel Through the Three Kingdoms and Become a Warlord West of Jiangnan, Coco and Yiyicompleted —Reads—Score—Shelves

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Are you sure you don't want to watch it?

94 海 Tsunami: the Honeymooners Who Survived One Is Abundant and One Is TenMystery211k Wordscompleted 81Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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The road to survival on the island🍷🍷🍷

96 孤 Island Survival: Escape The Old Man from Achill IslandUrban81k Wordsongoing 14Reads—Score—Shelves

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Ordinary people's desert island survival, no system, real content, compact plot

97 东 Biography of Deng Sui, the First Female Queen Mother of the Eastern Han Dynasty West of Jiangnan, Coco and Yiyicompleted —Reads—Score—Shelves

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There is always one suitable for you

98 官 Officialdom Starts from Deputy Stock Level West of Jiangnan, Coco and YiyiUrban440k Wordscompleted 384Reads—Score—Shelves

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There is always one suitable for you

99 末 Survival in the Apocalypse Begins with a Bowl and Ends with a Country West of Jiangnan, Coco and YiyiSci-Fi & Apocalypse248k Wordscompleted 11Reads—Score—Shelves

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There is always one suitable for you

100 流 We Stayed Together for the Rest of Our Lives After Being Stranded on a Desert Island BiluoshengUrban262k Wordscompleted 2.4kReads6.6Score207Shelves

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One man and three women, they only want to survive and develop, not to kill or scheming.

101 内 After Uchimaki Died Suddenly, I Became the Boss in Ocean Survival Spring Breeze Brings WarmthSports2.0M Wordscompleted 149kReads9.1Score29.6kShelves

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These books should be all of them. You can tell just by looking at the title of the book. One, the female protagonist landed on a desert island and was bound to the system... Two, the male protagonist participated in a desert island survival activity... Three, the female protagonist played a desert island survival game...