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208 温 Warm Current Apocalypse: I Can Predict Natural Disasters Dancing Little SparksSci-Fi & Apocalypse1.3M WordsCompleted 9kReads9.0Score798Shelves

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"A Fantasy Masterpiece with a Guaranteed 9.8 Future Guarantee" This article is about natural disasters and has many elements (the first work by a web writer to enter Tomato). The plot is beyond imagination, the logic is rigorous, and the integration of various elements is not abrupt at all. I guessed the beginning of various small plots, but not the ending. The process was even more exciting.

209 天 Tianzhizuo The Laughing RobinUrban477k WordsOngoing 339Reads—Score—Shelves

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Take a look at my settings

211 纪 Anno Stowaway Narrative Physician363k WordsOngoing 9Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Please don't be dissuaded by the title of the book. The main character has transformed into an orange. It's a group portrait and has many different abilities.

212 未 Cultivation in the Future A Minute LongerUrban1.6M WordsCompleted 15.1kReads8.9Score1.6kShelves

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Cyber ​​Cultivation Quantum Heaven, mechanical spiritual roots, chip brains, and pigs can all become powerful. The second one is infinite flow and invincibility. The protagonist quickly improves and becomes a master with various abilities. The third one was found recently. It is really not bad, with a bit of a dragon clan, but the protagonist does not have the character of Lu Mingfei. Although he is kind-hearted, he has a dual personality and evil personality.

213 万 Unparalleled Golden Cicada SutraMystery160k WordsOngoing 4Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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New and mysterious work Have you ever thought that history and mythology have another explanation? I discovered that there are things in this world that can keep me alive - the breath that the spirit refuses to take, the stars on the compass that have been stolen, the secret knowledge that the sages have dedicated their lives to pursue, the layout of the emperor's relay for thousands of years... Among the three religions and nine streams, there is nothing left in the history - Have you ever thought that history and myths have another explanation. The first time, the mountains, rivers, birds and beasts were injected, and there were spirits and strange things. The second time... Why did the creatures refuse to bow their heads and persevere? Is there life beyond the realm of heaven? Since ancient times, helping the world has not been about punishing those who are different. Now, the choice should be cautious at the beginning.

216 三 Three Kingdoms: I Hold the Urn to Suppress the Ghost Path Chocolate StarHistorical157k WordsOngoing 109Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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The home page saves 2000+ book shortages. It is a different world of the Three Kingdoms, with ratings of famous assassins from the Three Kingdoms and settings of ghost chronicles and ghost illustrations. The supporting character, a time-traveler, has incomplete memories, but has the lowest qualifications, but just wants to fly up; the ghost Zhang Liao has poor strength, but has the lowest future, and keeps laughing all the way? Nx

217 我 There's a Monster Inside Me ConstantlyUrban127k WordsCompleted 136Reads7.4Score—Shelves

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Let's take these three books. The first is a reprint of the theme of parasitic beasts. Aliens invade the earth and rob human bodies. The author Jin Che started writing in elementary school and spent ten years insisting on doing one thing and writing every day for ten years. The second is about raising a monster. The author Nan Yao Shu was a factory assembly line worker. He worked more than ten hours a day and could only use his time to write after get off work. The third book I suspected was the author's doctoral thesis. The writing is very rigorous.

218 初 First Return Mo YimaMystery442k WordsOngoing 27Reads—Score—Shelves

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But at that moment, He Xi suddenly fainted. "Xiao Xi, stop making trouble. I won't laugh at you anymore. You don't need to pretend to be faint." But after squatting and poking the other person's face several times to no avail, Huaiyin tried to connect the mental signature, and she realized that something seemed to be wrong. Nervously, she knelt down and sniffed the other person's breath. She felt relieved when she felt the warm breath on her hand. Touching her forehead, "I don't have a fever either." "Is the paper man breathing?" Huaiyin soon stopped worrying about this question, "The ground should be very cold, maybe he could catch a cold." Being an action person, she quickly instinctively moved the patient back to the bed. "It's okay to squeeze into one bed." But seeing the poor little girl in the glass cover in front of her, she felt very hesitant as she was about to occupy the magpie's nest. Even though the deceased was the oldest, she kowtowed several times reverently: "I'm sorry for occupying your quilt." Then she put He Xi into the glass cover and covered him with the quilt. "Um... It looks a bit like a coffin." He was in a coma. The night was low, and the sky was very close, as if it was hanging above our heads. He Xi ran away among the rocks. She didn't know why she was running, was she trying to get away from something? She doesn't know. There are mountains on all sides. There are cascading peaks and ridges, huge ravines, uprooted cliffs and bottomless valleys. The black shadow of the mountain spread in all directions until the line of sight was exhausted. The sky is low and closely connected with the continuous mountain tops, and there is almost no gap between the sky and the earth. The wind travels through thousands of valleys, making a dull echo. There is just a narrow rocky road under your feet. Beside you is a vast valley, the dark bottom of which is hidden in darkness. Looking up, we see the impending dark night; looking around, we see boundless mountains and valleys. While running around, I only feel that I am insignificant. The mountains have remained motionless forever, and the sky is heavy and heavy. Between these vast mountains, there is a small house standing on a recessed slope. The walls of the house are made of crude adobe, the roof is covered with withered thatch, and the corners are torn to pieces by the mountain wind. There was no window lattice, just a small hole cut into the wall. It was pitch black and there was no light at all. The door was made of rotten wooden boards, ajar, with heavy shadows leaking from the cracks. The hut is embedded alone in a mountain col, surrounded by steep ravine walls and surrounded by huge mountains. Compared to the surrounding mountains and ravines that stretched across the sky and the earth, this room was as small as a fragment left in the cracks of the rocks. As he ran closer, the gravel crackled under his feet. There was only the sound of the mountain wind blowing across the valley. The hut was deathly silent, and it was impossible to tell whether there was anyone inside. A low canopy hangs above its head, and behind it is a bottomless mountain ravine. The entire hut hangs alone in the gap between the majestic mountains and rivers, and it is all rough and vast. The majestic scenery did not let his thoughts fly, and the cramped world made He Xi feel a little breathless. The mood was very low. On the gravel road leading to the hut, He Xi felt lost. Where did that feeling come from? Is it from the road between the rice fields and the setting sun going down the telephone poles? Is it because the rapeseed flowers are blooming, and the summer heat is beginning to subside, and the road to school begins to be bustling? Or is it because the heavy rain is about to come, warming yourself by the fire in the firewood room, holding a supermarket promotion poster and talking about what you will buy if you have money, watching the raindrops outside with your grandma, your face is warm? Maybe it's because the sky today is still the same as that night ten years ago that makes me feel so emotional. Feeling frustrated for no reason, she squatted on the wall of the hut. The thatched roof of the hut was blown by the wind, making a small rustling sound. He Xi just huddled against the wall, his consciousness gradually becoming hazy. The surrounding mountain shadows began to shake slightly, and the darkness of the huge ravine seemed to slowly flow towards her. Those thoughts about the past faded away little by little, leaving only boundless fatigue spreading over her limbs and bones. In the illusion, she did not call for help, nor did she struggle. She just squatted there quietly, letting the loneliness of the mountains wrap around her. Outside the glass cover, Huaiyin was still pacing back and forth. From time to time, she peeked into the hood and saw He Xi lying motionless, her brows slightly furrowed, as if she was experiencing a difficult dream. "How can a [Zhi Mu] bear the negative emotions of []?" Yue Yue was obviously not optimistic. "They will find a way, we all believe it, because of [Chu Fu]." There was nothing in the woman's expression. "Are you really sure?" Yue Yue's face was obviously not satisfied with this answer. "You also said that last time, you actually said that [Du Ling] level [Immortal Obsessive] was a [Heshan] level. Such low-level mistakes will be made." "Maybe I am drunk." The woman obviously did not want to argue, and fell asleep guarding the tower. "It's really..." The man didn't know what to say at all. He tilted his head lazily, and the full moon moved diagonally toward the sky in the direction he turned his head. The silvery moonlight shifted accordingly, and the large shadows cast by the mountains and ravines slowly moved across the ground. "Tough talk." The woman didn't know whether she was talking while drinking or in her sleep. The moon glanced back and dimmed. "I just want to find my amulet, the amulet..." He Xi muttered. "Is that thing made of straw and cloth so important?" The man sighed, "It seems the situation is worse if you intervene." "Will you die like this again?" The man looked at the scene in front of him. He Xi was motionless, everything around him seemed to have disappeared, there was only a piece of grass, a sun that was about to set, and the crawling ants. "Before, what you lost was flesh and blood, which could still give birth to the next life. Now that you are only a paper shell, what else do you have to lose?" The moon is about to set, and when the sun rises again, there will be nothing left here. The moon turned its back to the sun's light, just like he turned his back to her and bowed his head. But there is a mirror left there. Something was reflected in the mirror, a beam of light was reflected, and it was as white as the sky being covered with a piece of paper. "When did I keep it? I can't remember clearly." Yue Yue was still very curious about this turn of events. He figured it out quickly. "Then the couple became their daughter's "gods who should have arrived ten years ago." Sure enough, along with the sound of steam, there appeared to be a black and red phantom on the mirror. "It's a pity that I didn't see your parents and grandparents, so I left here in a daze." Just when the moon was about to leave. The sun seems to have gone around a few times, the wild grass in the mountains has grown longer and longer, and the plain where it started has returned to the previous scene. It's like... When did the sound of rain come? Always there? Or did it come from far away? The moon saw that He Xi had stood up at some point and opened the door. What was inside the door? The moon is not visible. "It's a strange thing. Normally..." Soon he began to doubt whether God really existed. "Is there really a god?" The door shaft creaked like rotten wood, and He Xi slowly pushed it open. The heavy mountain wind outside the house suddenly stopped, and the roaring echoes in the valley disappeared. There was no darkness as expected, nor the cold musty smell of adobe. A ray of warm and soft skylight passed through the threshold and flowed into this small room. There were no tables, chairs, or furnishings in the room, just a hazy and soft halo. In the halo, four familiar figures stood there quietly. It's her parents and grandparents. Grandpa and grandma squatted down first. The way she remembered it, her knees were bent and her arms were spread out, forming a circle that she had recognized since she was a child. People's taste memory will last for a long time, it is the smell of soap locust and firewood. Her father also squatted down on her left side, and her mother stood on her right side, with her arms also open. None of them spoke. All smiling. He Xi walked over. One step, then another, light and unreal, and then she started running. She rushed over, but found nothing. She missed. My face hit a piece of cool light. There was no warmth, no roughness of the cloth gown, and no smell of firewood. With her arms folded, there was only a pile of hay that was not yet wet, and the candle illuminated her face. She raised her head. Grandma was still squatting there, her arms still open, and the smile still hanging on her face. But the spot she passed through was getting lighter little by little, like a drop of ink falling into water and being slowly washed away by something. He Xi reached out to grab it. What you catch is a ray of light. Light leaked through her fingers, like water that couldn't be caught. Father's shoulder was gone first. Mother's hand is gone. Grandma left last. When they left, her crouched posture remained unchanged, her open-arm posture remained unchanged, and her smile remained unchanged - she just kept opening her arms and smiling until there was no trace left. He Xi knelt in the empty light. Her arms were still in a hugging position. There is nothing in my arms. Only then did she understand. They weren't here to hold her. Let her pounce again. Like the first time. Only for the first time, she was held. Not this time. The amulet continued to hang on my body, but something seemed to be missing. Behind him, the mountain wind roared back, the dull whistling sounded again in the thousands of valleys, and the black shadows of the mountains once again pressed down. The decayed wooden door made a "clang" sound, isolating the brief encounter just now. Inside the glass cover, the sleepy He Xi's eyelashes trembled crazily, and two lines of clear tears slowly slid down the paper cheeks, soaking the quilt beneath him. "I didn't even say goodbye." He murmured in a low voice, and the moonlight dimmed slightly. "It turns out that the most hurtful thing is that I didn't even have time to say goodbye."

220 十 The End of Ten Days Pest Control Team MemberMystery3.2M WordsCompleted 1.8MReads9.9Score210.7kShelves

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A book that shouldn't appear on Tomato, it's simply divine! The setting is very novel and everyone has different abilities. "I hear the echo of scapegoat." "I hear the stirrings of life and death!"

221 诡 Weird Destiny Game: How to Play If You Create an Account and Become a Fairy? Chasing a Boat and a DreamEastern Fantasy410k WordsOngoing 1.7kReads8.4Score183Shelves

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"The name of this game is so weird, and why can it only be random?" "My invincible Mecha Tyrannosaurus Warrior is so cool that you are not allowed to take it???" In the middle of the night, Fang An was leaning on the bed after a busy day. At this time, his phone automatically downloaded and installed a mobile game. A weird and immortal-style meat pigeon game, in a weird world. The game mode is probably to control the pixel villain to spawn monsters and improve your own skill system. Then go out to fight, explore various unknown events, and achieve various endings. There are also play options for free construction and cultivating your own followers. Everyone has their own favorite games, and so does he. I don't particularly like those high-definition AAA masterpieces, but I like all kinds of strange independent games.

222 游 The Game Comes True, I Created the First Immortal Clan in All Eternity A Bunch of Black TeaEastern Fantasy3.6M WordsOngoing 44.8kReads9.1Score6kShelves

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After reading these two books, my mother no longer has to worry about my imagination [Note]

225 神 God: I Gave You Deception, and You Deceive Me in Turn? No Reward at DuskMystery2.7M WordsOngoing 56.5kReads8.6Score5.7kShelves

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You can sublimate your own talents, and the setting is very novel

226 异 Is It Too Easy to Mix in Another World? LibertineEastern Fantasy533k WordsOngoing 2.1kReads8.3Score132Shelves

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I am a film screenwriter and have been a bookworm for more than ten years. I dare to try to write a little bit myself. Please read it with your eyes. Please let me know if there is any inappropriateness, or leave a message if you like what you like. I wish you a happy life and all the best!

231 星 Star End Century Denounce People XiEastern Fantasy375k WordsCompleted 12Reads—Score—Shelves

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See how it goes

232 万 I Am the Only One in All Things: Teaching the World Infinite InheritanceEastern Fantasy542k WordsOngoing 12.1kReads8.1Score1.8kShelves

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This ability is so weird that anything is possible.

233 我 My Sister Is a Monster Leng YaxianMystery399k WordsOngoing 121Reads—Score—Shelves

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[Genre] Dark fantasy / dystopia / doomsday weird / moon plan element [One sentence selling point] The world suffered a strange invasion, and the "seed of light" fell. Some people awaken EGO, while others become distorted; and he can extract EGO from past memories, and embody EGO accessories to give to others. [Text] The world is being eroded by "weirdness". The will of the world responds with "seeds of light": it embodies the power in the subconscious of groups and individuals, gives extraordinary forms to different cultures, and first selects and stabilizes those who are firm in their hearts and strong enough to resist the weird. The survivors began to create a safe zone, reestablish order, familiarize themselves with and improve their own power. The protagonist's ability is extremely special: he can extract EGO by himself through past memories and real objects - but it can only be used by himself; at the same time, he can manifest EGO accessories and turn them into "equipment" that can be handed over to others for use. However, power never comes without a price. The light will illuminate the deepest shape of the human heart, where abnormalities, distortions and EGOs are entangled with each other. Some people stick to themselves, and some degenerate into monsters. In the current first volume, the world is still preparing for the real "weird invasion" in the second volume, but the real enemy may have been hidden deep in everyone's heart. This game will continue the dystopian worldview of Project Moon, focusing on core settings such as "Light", "Abnormality", "Distortion", "EGO", and "Human Alienation" (of course it will also incorporate new things, such as the setting of strange invasion). In addition, there will also be deaths/sacrifice of important characters! [Highlights] Moon-style dark narrative: pain, distortion and redemption are intertwined, and it does not shy away from sacrifice. The protagonist's special ability: extract EGO by yourself + make EGO accessories that can be given to others. Diversified ability system: In addition to EGO, there are also awakening routes such as transformation and spells brought about by the "golden light" phenomenon. The plot advances gradually: the first volume focuses on the will of the world to screen and fight against strange combat forces, the construction of safe zones, and the improvement of strength; the second volume faces the real strange invasion. Dystopian background, character driven, important characters may be sacrificed. P. S. Start experimenting with multiple book titles. If you don't know the trilogy under Yueji, it won't hinder your reading.

235 修 Cultivation: This Is What the Unorthodox Path Looks Like Fire Cloud PillarEastern Fantasy1.8M WordsOngoing 125.7kReads8.5Score11.6kShelves

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A very novel article about cultivating immortals that is incompatible with most of the mainstream on the market. But after watching it, you feel that this is how cultivating immortality should be. The people inside can enlighten living beings (for example, turn stones into stone spirits), and this method can be said to be available to everyone.

236 呼 Call Your Name, Call Your Presence! The Night Is Still YoungUrban278k WordsOngoing 3Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Mystics have many kinds of mysterious phases, physical phase, strange phase, elemental phase, and the powerful wordless phase, etc.

238 他 What Is His Superpower? Lemon Fish BallsSci-Fi & Apocalypse180k WordsOngoing 7Reads—Score—Shelves

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The setting of superpowers and forbidden objects is novel and the style of writing is funny [laughing]

240 当 When the World Can Only Be Saved by One Person Riergon Can't Write a BookUrban1.2M WordsOngoing 2kReads8.6Score299Shelves

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The new book simply tells the story of what the world will become when only one person can save it. The protagonist group uses their intelligence to fight against superpowers. The first volume dealt with the time system, the second volume dealt with the instant death system, and the third volume is currently being written. Although I don't know why the ratings are low, they are all well received. Highlight 1: See how mortals fight against superpowers. Highlight 2: The fictional disciplines and superb world view in the story. Highlight 3: The author's title. Highlight 4: Some sensitive international war topics about YSL. Highlight 5: The male and female protagonists are like sitting on the road and the second male lead is speechless every day.

242 极 Beginning of the Extreme War Lao Liu Wants to Take a RestEastern Fantasy919k WordsOngoing 6Reads8.1Score—Shelves

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Everything I can think of has been used.

244 女 The Past of the Goddess Living Together, I Seem to Have Seen You Somewhere Gao WobeiUrban126k WordsCompleted 51.1kReads9.7Score4.6kShelves

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The first and second books are very new romances and are very interesting. If you like it, you can read it. The third and fifth books are all in the horror genre and are not brainless. The fourth book is for book lovers who love to show off.

247 求 It's a Big Stage for Survival, Don't Come If You Are Too Small. I'm so Happy to Sell It Out.Sports1.9M WordsOngoing 155.7kReads8.5Score15.8kShelves

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How can self-study attributes compare to those given by the system? Facing the show-offs of the idiots, Su Luo just silently chewed the skill book. Just as someone else's fireball technique can ignite fire, he has optimized it into a "miniature sun" that burns everything [smile]

248 全 The End of the Universe Old Brick HouseSci-Fi & Apocalypse307k WordsCompleted 1.5kReads8.8Score121Shelves

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It has a completely original "eight-point sphere model of the universe" that is rare in the Internet literature circle. It uses simple geometric logic to build a unique structure of 1 main universe + 7 mirror universes. It does not apply any bad parallel universe routines, and the setting is full of originality.

249 规 Weird Talk About Rules: Who Can Do Anything About My Giant Company? The Great DestroyerMystery511k WordsCompleted 5.7kReads9.2Score553Shelves

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This is so unique. There is only one copy of the entire software.

250 神 God Is Reincarnated, and When He Comes to Earth, He Will Live His Life Seriously An Insomnia TreeEastern Fantasy1.1M WordsOngoing 93Reads—Score—Shelves

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The general style is somewhere between Su Qing and Wu Zhi, a two-dimensional semi-refreshing novel that is humorous but not too serious. It is also like traditional literature disguised as Internet literature. 7.9/10, Yummy Stone, with a good pace in the middle period, it can score 8.5, But the first two volumes are a bit slow, the plot is quite good, and some plots are a bit intellectually depressing (but reasonable); the narrative writing style needs to be improved, the writing and drama are okay, and the fighting scenes are very tense and detailed. But it is still not enough to be called a masterpiece with a score of 9 and needs to be improved - after eight volumes, it has paved the way for the return of Wu Mu's humanity, unfolding the cruelty and vividness of this world layer by layer. The focus of the narrative has never deviated from "people". The combat descriptions are solid and the author has a sense of physical deduction. The logic of Hua's domain formation and Nora's dark moon magic razing the royal city all have clear rules and boundaries and causal chains. In the eighth volume, Ebony disrupts Gaius' rhythm by "shortening a single stasis in exchange for more frequent activations", which is a truly clever design. But the writing style is a bit lacking. ——- The protagonist Xia Wumu is not Long Aotian at the beginning, and the expansion of power is accompanied by the recovery of human nature: from seeing the world as a mission, to the eighth volume as a partner, wife and children fighting for their lives, the transformation is traceable. The heroine? Teak Peng is not a vase. She has dreams, talent, and perseverance. Her feelings grow naturally through fighting side by side, rather than a forced pairing. The supporting characters are also outstanding: Stan's transformation from adventurer to Avenger, the destruction of the Dragon Claw Heroes, Harry's sacrifice and the secret of the undead, each branch has weight. The villains are also unflattering. Behind the tyranny of Emperor Gaius was his twisted logic of "unifying the four regions and expelling the aliens". Ar Kikuma's allegiance was only due to utilitarianism, and Noel IV's battlefield command was remarkable. This "different stance rather than just evil" gives the conflict more texture. Reflections on the war run through the whole story: the beastmen plunder women, the empire enslaves and rejects demi-humans, the six desires infiltrate local areas, and civilians are displaced. The lizard demi-human's words, "No matter what, you will die, even if you escape, my wife will also die", which means that the weak are in a desperate situation. ——Of course, the work also has room for improvement. Some of the daily scenes are a little loose, and the motivations of some supporting characters are a little hasty. But overall, this is a work with a solid worldview, believable characters, and deep core.