I’m Out of Books to Read. Nothing I Pick Up Feels Interesting

301 你 You Call That a Healer? She Bludgeons Everyone to Death Mu HuichunAncient Romance3.5M WordsOngoing 250.5kReads9.5Score23.9kShelves

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This is quite interesting, strong yet funny, super funny

303 茶 She Exudes Tea, and He Spoils His Wife Without Limits Xi ZhinanAncient Romance1.4M WordsCompleted 15.8kReads8.8Score1.5kShelves

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It's a good read. I've been reading novels for seven or eight years. This is one of the few novels I've read in recent times without skipping a chapter.

304 被 My Years of Being Scammed in Northern Myanmar Loves Mao Kang Kang MostUrban3.3M WordsCompleted 127.7kReads9.3Score13.2kShelves

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Help! This book exposes the northern Myanmar scam to the point where even the underwear is left‼ ️ Is the northern Myanmar scam you encountered a story? This book, written by survivors at the risk of their lives, is more suffocating than all the horror movies put together! It's explosive at the beginning: you were deceived by the "high salary" and sent to the border. The locals are waiting for you with guns in hand... The female boss said, "If you earn 20,000 yuan a month, you can buy a house after working for one year." I believed it. But when I arrived in Daluo Town, I discovered that the place of work was not in the country at all, but in the Wa State in northern Myanmar! On the road to smuggling, the open-top jeep went further and further, and locals with guns suddenly appeared on the mountainside... The people traveling with them all had their own agendas, but they all fell into hell together: - Some people sent their lives to the "rich wife who dated online" - Some people believed in the job dream of "high-paying management positions" - Some people defected to their "cousin", thinking that they were relatives leading the way, but in fact they were just sheep in the tiger's mouth... It was only after arriving at the park that I understood: the so-called "job" is just a fraud assembly line; running away? Cutting off hands, feeding wolves and dogs, giving electric shocks... You are gambling on your life every day! The most suffocating thing is: the details in the book are all shadows of reality! - The "gentle inducement" of the liar: first draw the cake, and then force you to sneak across (there is no way to escape) - The "domestication routine" of the park: if you are scared, you will take the initiative to help them deceive others - The "infernal Affairs" of escape: pretend to be obedient, collect information, and be sold for organ harvesting if you are not careful... The author said: "I am lucky to come back alive, just to let more people see the truth of hell." This is not a novel, it is an anti-fraud textbook! Click below to see how ordinary people crawled back from the hell in northern Myanmar - you will understand: all the baits of "making big money easily" are human-eating hooks! #TomatoNovel #Northern Burma Scam #True Story #Anti-Fraud Must See #Suspense Documentary (Attached is the book cover + screenshots of exciting chapters to enhance the sense of reality!)

305 上 I've Suffered Enough in My Last Life. I'd Rather Die Than Marry Him Again Chang QingqingAncient Romance1.1M WordsCompleted 21.3kReads8.6Score3.2kShelves

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The world of cultivating immortals is endlessly changing, and the plots are interlocking. It is very worth reading [Love]

306 东 Tales of the Northeast Underworld Jade Creek Burning at the FingertipsUrban5.9M WordsOngoing 285.4kReads9.5Score17.3kShelves

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Okay, this is a very graphic and atmospheric beginning! It is full of the chilling feeling of the rivers and lakes, a sense of fate and the unique cold atmosphere of the Northeast. You have set the tone, so let me try to continue and expand it, hoping to match the "jianghu" in your mind: --- Some people say: Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Some people say: Jianghu is about human relations and sophistication, not about fighting and killing! Some people say: The children of Jianghu are loyal and courageous, and their righteousness is as high as the sky. But in my eyes, the world is just a chess game, and we are all pawns in the game. You can't help yourself, you can't retreat. Let me tell you from my experience, what is a river and lake? December 2004, Northeast Ice City. On this day, there was snow falling in the cold winter. It was the coldest day in 2004. The iron-gray sky weighed heavily on this city frozen by ice and snow. The goose-feather snow was not falling, but was swept by the biting north wind, like countless cold blades, lashing on the face and getting into the neck collar. The snow on the street was up to the ankles, and it made a heart-wrenching "squeaking" sound when stepped on, and was soon covered with new snow foam. The air was so cold that when I took a breath, my lungs felt like they had been stabbed by ice particles. ** **I wrapped my half-old military coat tightly around me. The new fur collar I bought was a bit irritating to my neck, but this discomfort was almost negligible compared to the bone-piercing chill. Standing outside the greasy glass window of the "Old Place" billiards hall, through the blurred frost flowers and steaming smoke inside, one can vaguely see the shaking figures and the crisp sound of billiard balls hitting each other. This is a place where "little people" like me often hang out. There are three religions and nine streams, a mixture of good and bad, and information flows here like gutter oil. ** **Today is different. ** **The thing in my arms was heavy, like a red-hot iron, burning my chest through the cotton-padded jacket. It was a brown paper envelope that "Brother Qiang" asked me to "keep". Brother Qiang is not the eldest brother, but he is the most effective "white paper fan" under the eldest brother "Long Ye". He manages accounts, delivers messages, and handles some things that are "inconvenient" to deal with openly. When he found me in the morning, his face that always held a three-point smile was unusually tense, and his eyes were as sharp as ice picks: "Xiaowu, let me leave this with you overnight. I will pick it up myself before dawn tomorrow. Don't say anything to anyone who asks. Only by being strict can you eat, understand?" ** **Understood. Why don't you understand? When living in the world of Bingcheng, the first lesson you learn is to "know the rules." Don't ask about things you shouldn't ask, don't look at things you shouldn't see, and don't say anything you shouldn't even to death. For a marginalized person like me who has no backing and no ability, it is already a huge "favour" for me to gain a little "trust" from Brother Qiang, even if I am just a temporary "safe". What's behind this "exaltation"? I didn't dare to think about it, I just felt that the envelope in my arms was getting hotter and hotter, making me breathless. ** **The billiard hall was smoky, with the smell of low-quality tobacco mixed with the smell of sweat and overnight alcohol. I found a broken sofa in the corner and sat down, and ordered a bottle of the cheapest Harbin beer. The cold liquid slid down my throat, but it couldn't quell the anxiety in my heart. A few familiar faces came over to say hello. I managed a smile, but my eyes couldn't help but glance towards the door. Every time the cold wind blew snow particles and knocked open the door, bringing in a cloud of white mist and several figures with their necks hunched over, my heart suddenly shrank, for fear of seeing someone I shouldn't have seen. ** **Time is like frozen syrup, sticky and slow. The hands of the wall clock on the wall moved one by one, each time hitting my nerves. Brother Qiang didn't say a specific time, he just said "before dawn". This long winter night seems to have no end. The snow was still falling, and most of the sounds of the outside world were absorbed by the thick snow, leaving only the shrill cry of the wind on the empty streets, like the cries of countless wronged souls. ** **I don't know how long it took, maybe it was just after midnight, maybe it was approaching early morning. The number of people in the billiard hall gradually dwindled, leaving only a few eager gamblers still fighting fiercely at the card table in the corner, their eyes red. I leaned against the cold wall, feeling drowsy, and the envelope in my arms hurt my ribs. At the moment when consciousness was about to blur—** **"Bang!"** **A loud noise! It wasn't the wind and snow that hit the door, it was the door that was violently kicked open! ** **Saw chips were flying, and the cold wind rushed in with snowflakes, instantly dissipating the dirty heating in the room. Standing at the door were three men wearing black down jackets, with the brim of their hats lowered, and their faces covered with thick woolen scarves, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed. That look was colder than the ice and snow outside, with unabashed ferocity and scrutiny, sweeping across every corner of the room like a knife. ** **The people at the card table fell silent for an instant, and the gamblers were like frozen quails, even holding their breath. The pool cue stopped in mid-air. The only sounds left in the entire space were the occasional crackle of coals in the stove and the howling wind and snow outside the door. ** **My heartbeat stopped suddenly, and then started beating wildly, almost breaking my chest! The blood seemed to surge to the top of my head all at once, and then completely recede in an instant, leaving my hands and feet cold. They didn't look at me, but all the hairs on my body were exploding! A huge fear originating from instinct seized me, hotter and more deadly than the "soldering iron" in my arms! ** **The man in black headed by the leader took a step forward, and his thick military boots made a dull sound when he stepped on the dirty cement floor. He didn't speak, and his eyes slowly scanned, and finally landed on the most inconspicuous corner of me. ** ** "You." The voice was hoarse, like sandpaper rubbing against iron, carrying a strong and undeniable evil aura. "Come here."** **At that moment, I knew. ** **The chess game has moved. ** **My insignificant chess piece was unexpectedly pushed to the edge of the storm and onto the tip of a knife by an invisible big hand. ** **You can't help yourself, you can't retreat. ** **The cruelty of the world was so clear for the first time, with the smell of blood and the cold air of ice, hitting his face. The door is closed due to heavy snow, and there is nowhere to escape. The envelope in my arms is no longer a hot potato, but a life-threatening charm. I can even feel that Brother Qiang's "trust" is turning into a cold rope at this moment, tightening my neck. ** **Slowly and with great difficulty, I stood up from the broken sofa. My legs were a little weak, but I forced myself to stand firm. Facing those cold and scrutinizing eyes, step by step, I moved towards the darkness at the door, where the howling wind and snow symbolized unknown dangers. ** **On this winter night of 2004 in Bingcheng, the great chess game of Jianghu used its most ruthless method to teach me, a little pawn who thought I knew the rules, a bloody first lesson. Retreat? Behind him were cold walls and countless pairs of frightened eyes. Enter? In front of me is the bottomless cold night and the ferocious spirits. ** ** There is always only one way for chess pieces - to move forward, even if there is an abyss ahead. ** --- **Possible subsequent expansion directions (for your reference):** 1. **Secret of the envelope:** What's inside? Is it a ledger that can subvert the status of a certain big boss? Is it evidence of a shady transaction? Or is it a "letter of surrender" from a key figure? This will become the central driving force of the entire story. 2. **Identity of the men in black:** Are they sent by Lord Long's enemies? Is it Brother Qiang's enemy? Or... Was sent by Mr. Long himself to "test" or "clean up"? This determines the nature and intensity of the conflict. 3. **The fate of "I" (Xiaowu):** Was I forced to hand over the envelope? Are you trying to get around? Or will he accidentally get involved in a deeper whirlpool and become a key pawn in the competition between various forces? His struggles, fears, choices and growth will be the main line of the story. 4. **Brother Qiang's role:** Is he sincere in his trust? Or is it a deliberate trap? Is he a protector? Or a user? His stance and actions will greatly affect the direction of the story. 5. **The pattern of the world of Ice City:** The power of Lord Long, the eagerness of other gangs, official relations... How will this turmoil caused by a small envelope stir up the underground order of the entire Ice City? Your opening setting is very tense, full of realistic cruelty and fatalism. This "jianghu" is not a martial arts world of gratification and grudges, but a chess game of survival in the cold reality of the weak and the strong. Looking forward to your subsequent stories!

307 我 My Steady Farming Path to Immortality Blue and WhiteEastern Fantasy2.8M WordsCompleted 148.5kReads8.2Score19.5kShelves

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Brothers, just read it. These books are definitely good books without any poisonous points. The double dots in parentheses are relatively high. Some of them are about cultivating immortals, some are about doomsday, and some 15 ratings are not very low. Although some chapters are relatively small, you can add them to the bookshelf first, and you will definitely not suffer from it. I have read more than 2,000 points in the novel as a guarantee. They are absolutely good-looking, and there are not many books that are not good-looking. I recommend a few books, they are absolutely beautiful, brothers

314 迟 Mr. Zhou, Too Late You Zhiyu, AuthorModern Romance561k WordsCompleted 77.9kReads9.3Score9.1kShelves

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I randomly opened a book one night and actually finished reading it.

315 转 I Changed Careers to Become a Boss, and the Nation's Geniuses Work for Me Mo CongwenUrban1.0M WordsCompleted 113.9kReads8.9Score15kShelves

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Don't be impatient if you are short of books. Recommended by bookworms of six years!

322 别 Stop Scrolling, Bro! This Streamer Isn’t Here to Perform Blue ChalkUrban1.8M WordsCompleted 158kReads9.4Score14.9kShelves

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I have read every novel I have read before, and I feel that the current novels are getting more and more boring. Until I saw this one, it was really funny. My wife, who was hiding in bed and shaking, asked me why I was laughing. All I can say is that the author is so talented. Every scene can make you unable to hold back your laughter. Highly recommended.

324 团 The Whole Dynasty’s Beloved Little Darling: I’m the Most Unruly Kid in the Realm Matcha Red BeanAncient Romance4.1M WordsCompleted 3.8kReads9.1Score514Shelves

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Tang Xian smiled proudly and put the jade seal in Fu Jiujiu's hand: "Good boy, this is the betrothal gift." Fu Guojiu: "Want to marry me? Get in line first."

325 禁 Forbidden Spellcasters Die Young. What Does That Have to Do with My Immortal Body? Eat the Little AlmondUrban3.8M WordsOngoing 242.9kReads5.8Score10.8kShelves

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High-energy and refreshing novel, the protagonist kills decisively

326 玄 Fantasy World: I Can Comprehend the Dao Without Limit Ye DadaoEastern Fantasy3.3M WordsCompleted 75.4kReads9.1Score8.7kShelves

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The invincible cool article has been completed, welcome to the pit

327 三 Three Kingdoms: Descendant of the Ancestral Dragon, Fellow Disciple of Lu Bu Nine Seven SevenHistorical1.1M WordsCompleted 21.7kReads8.2Score2kShelves

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This is a slogan that combines history, mythology and extreme force settings. It highlights the shocking start of "the bloodline of the ancestral dragon Houyi" and "Lü Bu's fellow sect" and emphasizes the fierce fighting in the historical background.

334 东 The Bold Northeast Wife on Top, the Adorable CEO on the Bottom! The Thief Who Doesn't StealModern Romance423k WordsCompleted 1.4kReads9.4Score179Shelves

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A girl from Northeast China transforms into a vicious female supporting character in an ancient novel, directly stealing the plot from the male lead! Did you find that there is no Northeast in the world? The boss who runs a restaurant eats pot-stuffed pork, and calls the tsundere boss the "Xiaojiao Boss". The Northeast straight ball crushes Mary Sue, and I feel so happy that I want to shout "It's pretty good!"

335 拥 With a Million Soldiers at My Command, I Win Hearts with Virtue The Silly Goose Isn't SillyEastern Fantasy600k WordsCompleted 1.9kReads5.9Score152Shelves

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These books are really good to read and I highly recommend them.

340 冒 Passing Myself Off as a Langya Native Eastern Zhou Young Master NanHistorical1.5M WordsOngoing 532.3kReads9.7Score56.9kShelves

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You can take a look at the ones on your bookshelf, those with a score of 9 or above

348 喜 Joy in the Tang Dynasty Weiwei's WeiHistorical3.6M WordsCompleted 124.4kReads9.4Score12.5kShelves

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You can read the ones on your bookshelf, those with a score of 9 or above