Stories About Claiming a Mountain, Clearing Land, Farming, and Conquering the World

352 带 After Traveling Through the RV System, the Whole Village Relied on Me to Fly HuayaoAncient Romance410k WordsCompleted 243Reads8.8Score—Shelves

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Personally I think it's pretty good

356 高 Sell ​​High and Buy Low, Keep It Simple Happy Golden Fish6k WordsCompleted 10Reads8.4Score—Shelves

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@370Xuan Hu Ji Shi

357 重 Reborn Goblin, I Rely on Technology to Separate One Side Xiaoyi Lanfeng RoadEastern Fantasy527k WordsCompleted 341Reads8.1Score—Shelves

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In a Western fantasy setting, the protagonist travels through time and becomes a goblin. Starting from the bottom, he gradually establishes a clan, from occupying the cave to becoming the king, to occupying the forest to become the king, and then later building a city, developing technology, and separatist territory.

358 胶 Jiaotian Fu: My and Guangwu's Farming Hegemony No More Ink Left in the LineHistorical314k WordsOngoing 14Reads—Score—Shelves

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New book, historical time travel article, I hope everyone can give me some opinions, thank you (#^.^#)🙏🏻 ​​​

359 帝 Emperor: Youth Journey to Mountains and Rivers Dressed in Light ClothesEastern Fantasy4.8M WordsCompleted 3Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Suddenly, Han Xinghe thought of a feasible way and immediately took out all the money he had and stuffed the things into a cloth bag. "Yaya, you go first. There is some money here. If you don't have enough money, sell everything in it. You must hide your identity. Like before, my brother will definitely come back to you!" Cai Wenji's movement speed is as high as 71. As long as no one is chasing her on horseback, she can basically escape. As long as she survives and goes to a village or city to become a beggar again, she will be able to find him again after she is resurrected. "Brother Han, where are you going?" Cai Wenji asked. "I stop them, otherwise no one can run away!" "Ah... Brother Han, I don't dare to do it alone..." Cai Wenji hesitated. She had already experienced this kind of thing once, running for her life alone in the barren mountains! It was fine during the day, but as night fell, the terrifying darkness swallowed her whole body directly. She never wanted to relive that kind of fear in her life.

361 三 Three Kingdoms: the System Was Captured by the Shanyue People at the Beginning It's Late WinterHistorical233k WordsOngoing —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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This book, there are mines in the mountains

365 定 Determining National Policy: Seeking the Country in Troubled Times and Unifying the Country Monopolize Seven FightsHistorical281k WordsCompleted —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Although I haven't finished reading it yet, it makes me want to continue reading!

366 兴 Rise and Fall Resign FarewellHistorical267k WordsOngoing 6Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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The bustle in the world is all for the sake of coming, and the hustle and bustle of the world is all for the sake of going away. During the rise and fall of the imperial court, there were people who entered the game and competed for power in the world. This was not a brainless, unsystematic, purely historical struggle for hegemony (refer to the late Tang Dynasty, Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period). . .

368 以 Prove by Killing: Demon Lord of the New World A BlackUrban684k WordsOngoing 73Reads—Score—Shelves

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This is okay, not cliché

371 废 The Good-For-Nothing Prince Recruits Troops to Build an Iron-Blooded Dynasty Pumpkin SeedsHistorical4.0M WordsCompleted 10.3kReads8.5Score1kShelves

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The good-for-nothing prince was conferred the title of prince in a poor border county, but was frightened to death by bandits at the beginning. The protagonist travels through time with great force, performs a palace stunt, crushes the bandits' sexual audacity, confiscates everything in one sentence, and lays the foundation for making a fortune. From then on, he started a happy life of farming, raising soldiers, conquering the world, and picking up girls when he had nothing to do. There is no system. The protagonist knows some medical skills and can read illustrated cheats. The story is compact, light-hearted and funny. After reading it for a long time, it is like the spring breeze blowing on your face, waking up the drunk and moisturizing things silently. Unknowingly, the fatigue of the day was relieved.

378 水 Water Margin: the Soul of Zhu Biao Was Slaughtered When He Went Out. Foggy Snowy DayHistorical292k WordsOngoing 4Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Don't read this book! I will regret it!

384 奸 The Traitorous Minister's Wife: the Female Partner in the Book Is Good at Farming Pomelo Doesn't Eat Spicy FoodAncient Romance1.0M WordsCompleted 21.1kReads9.4Score2.9kShelves

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I saw it was slow. Smart people are too good at forgetting it.

388 明 Goofing Around in the Late Ming Dynasty Fight Mosquitoes While SleepingHistorical1.2M WordsOngoing 196Reads5.3Score—Shelves

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This is it

390 重 The Reborn Villain Naive PigUrban739k WordsOngoing 2.6kReads9.2Score240Shelves

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I'm going to hit.

392 1 1742 Overthrew the Qianlong Dynasty Yan JunyuanHistorical764k WordsCompleted 496Reads8.7Score—Shelves

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"Clearing the Poor Mountains: Gathering the Power of Heaven to Build Mountains and Rivers" A red-headed document "About the merger of 59 village primary schools in the county" was coldly placed on his desk. Yang Zhenhong stared at it with a dazed look. Even if there was a clear sky outside the window, his mood was not very beautiful. The document itself was brought to multiple team meetings for discussion, and he had long memorized the contents: The reasons given by the Education Bureau were very good - there were insufficient students, teachers' salaries could not be paid, and the cost of running a school was high. It is recommended that all 59 village primary schools be merged into central primary schools in each town, and the school buildings be converted into village committee convenience service centers. The document is beautifully done, with detailed data and rigorous arguments. The deputy county magistrate in charge of education signed "agree", and the deputy county magistrate in charge of finance also signed "agree". County Magistrate Wu, who is fully responsible for government work, wrote in the review column "To be approved, please submit to Secretary Yang for review and approval." Now that it has been spread to his desk and signed, the burden on the Education Bureau will be reduced, the finance department will be relieved, and the team will be united. No one can fault it. If he doesn't sign, he will have to find a way to fill the salary holes in fifty-nine schools. He has a deep attachment to rural areas. He knows that rural areas are difficult and farmers are even more difficult. He knew very well that the large county with a population of one million in his hands was just a big hole! It is so barren that young and middle-aged people go out to work. It is so remote that only a highway was opened last year. It is also full of dirt roads and money is needed everywhere. It is even more unfair to the countryside and farmers! Now even the last bit of "innerness" in rural areas, the "village village", will be ruthlessly and wholesale abolished. The last 59 village primary schools in the county! Leave no one behind! The small village in my memory has the kind of ventilated blue brick wall. In winter, the cold wind hits my neck like a knife, and in summer, the gray tiles on the roof cannot catch the rain. The teacher can only use a washbasin to collect water by the podium, which keeps ticking. But that was the most solid place in his life. Because there are teachers, books, and the truth that "reading can change your destiny." He believed it and walked out. But now, he has to sign the document with his own hands. Are you going to take away the "belief" of these children as well? No, he told himself in his heart: I can't sign. At this moment, his face suddenly twisted ferociously, and pain spread across his face. I stayed up until three in the morning last night to catch up on this report material, and the tightness in my chest had been lingering since the morning, like a stone weighing on me. He originally wanted to go to the infirmary to get some medicine after he finished his work, but unexpectedly... A heartache broke out without warning, and his face turned pale instantly. It came so fast and suddenly that Yang Zhenhong had no power to resist, and he couldn't even breathe smoothly. The pain began to erupt in his chest. His heart seemed to be clenched violently, and his whole body was pulled by this violent force. His right hand instinctively pinched his left chest and dug his nails into his shirt, as if he wanted to crush the aching heart inside and end the severe pain. The only thing that remained firm was his willpower, which allowed him to still have some clarity in his mind. He stretched out his left hand with difficulty to grab the teacup on the table. Instinctively, I wanted to drink water to suppress the severe pain. Just as his fingertips were about to touch the wall of the cup, his hand suddenly stood somewhere. Then he turned and reached for the pen without hesitation. The pen is still there! He grasped it with all his strength and pressed the tip of the pen to the paper. In the approval column, with extremely firm belief, he struggled to write an ugly, dotted word "no". When the writing stops, people fall! By the way, the tea cup on the edge of the table also fell to the ground with his body. Xiao Chen, who was guarding the small office outside the door, was sitting at his desk at the moment, sorting out Yang Zhenhong's next research schedule: "The draft contract for attracting investment" "The solution to the backlog of petitions" "The rectification list for safe production..." "There will be a meeting tomorrow morning to study the expansion of the development zone" "The day after tomorrow I will go to the province to report on the rural revitalization project" "The day after tomorrow..." Hearing the noise coming from inside the house, he was stunned for a moment. He raised his head carefully and looked at the door that was not closed tightly, and saw that there was no movement inside. He sat on the chair and hesitated for two seconds, then stood up and walked over, gently opening the door. Xiao Chen's sky is falling! ! ! He saw Yang Zhenhong lying straight on the floor. "Secretary Yang...!" He flew over, knelt on the ground, and reached out to help. There is still residual warmth when it comes into contact with the body. He quickly straightened his body lying on the ground. He didn't dare to use force, but he didn't dare not to use force. His arms were shaking, his whole body was shaking. "Secretary Yang! Wake up! Wake up!" He shouted and sobbed. Tears and snot smeared all over my face, but I didn't bother to wipe them away. He remembered that this spring, a leader in the city also suffered a heart attack. Unfortunately, I collapsed at home for half an hour and never woke up again. Scenes of death from a sudden heart attack flashed through his mind, and the images spun faster and faster, making him dizzy. He gritted his teeth and trembled, then quickly laid Yang Zhenhong down, folded his hands and pressed on his chest - one, two, three, four... He pressed hard, once, and again. His arms were sore and his hands were numb, and he didn't dare to stop. He kept shouting: "Secretary Yang!" "Don't sleep!" "Open your eyes and look at me!" The sound of running footsteps sounded in the corridor. Someone ran in and called an ambulance. The ambulance came quickly, and when the stretcher was carried out, Xiao Chen refused to leave. He pressed Yang Zhenhong's chest firmly, and his voice changed his tone: "He won't die..." Someone was trying to pull him away in a hurry. "He is a good official!" "This is not his end!" No one answered him, no one spoke, there was only gloom and unbreakable reluctance on his face. In the end, Yang Zhenhong was carried into the car, his fingertips turned white, and his bent fingers still maintained a stiff pen-holding posture. In his dazed mind, seven large gilded characters suddenly appeared - "All Materials Exchange". In the office, the document was still spread out on the table. The water soaked the pages and the ink stains swam away. On the approval column, the word "no" was written crookedly and unpretty. It seems that I used all my strength to write, and it seems that I stopped writing before I finished writing. But it stood there, dark and particularly dazzling. The word "no" never left my mind

394 山 Shanzhai: Ebb and Flow Three Way Catalytic ConverterHistorical385k WordsCompleted 25Reads—Score—Shelves

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This book mainly talks about the protagonist's journey from being a copycat to being the leader of the world.

399 全 National Farming: My Farm Can Evolve Infinitely Curry Potato Beef StewUrban3.4M WordsCompleted 18.6kReads8.2Score1.5kShelves

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There are still farming articles [laughing evilly]

400 逃 Don't Panic When You Flee: I Brought a City with Me No Salt GirlAncient Romance2.1M WordsCompleted 4.6kReads9.1Score570Shelves

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In fantasy, you take over the mountains and become the king, open up wasteland and farm, and slowly build a beautiful ancient city. A different beautiful mythical ancient city, and create a different god-level masterpiece. Only then can you