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1. 51 快 Quick Transmigration: The Unrivaled Heartthrob 快穿之绝世万人迷 Nanchuan Lemon南川柠檬果Two Male Leads341k WordsOngoing Xun Nan’an is a student who has just finished his college entrance exams. He should have started university that September, but he died in an explosion on his way to register. He thought his short life was over, but Heaven gave him a chance to be reborn. First, though, he had to travel through multiple worlds and complete missions to earn that chance. That was lucky for him, but he never imagined the missions would be so difficult. There’s nothing wrong with being beautiful. It’s just that beaut 62Reads—Score—Shelves
2. 52 盗 Tomb Raiding: Don't Love Me Too Much 盗墓：别太爱我 Love in the Fields陌上情天Two Male Leads268k WordsCompleted As a seasoned introvert, one of Yue Lingfeng's favorite hobbies is tomb-raiding stories. Then one day, he transmigrates. Hey, guess what? He becomes the center of everyone's attention. Wu Xie at his left, Xiao Ge at his right. Hei Xiazi and Xie Yuchen, line up behind them. Pangzi, move it. Don't even think about cutting in line. 290Reads—Score—Shelves
3. 53 综 Multiverse Livestream: Starting with Detective Conan 综影视直播：从名柯开始 Raspberry Fizz树莓气泡水Two Male Leads919k WordsOngoing [Crossover of Film and TV Worlds + System + Livestreaming + Two Male Leads + Lighthearted] Due to health issues, updates have been irregular lately. (OOC warning.) Please note: the protagonist is not a good person~ Xue He was 28 and had only just joined the ranks of successful people. Then he rolled over in bed and fell right back to being seventeen. Not only had he landed in a different world, he’d also become an unlucky guy who was going to die in an explosion before long. Detective Conan: an 12.4kReads8.1Score596Shelves
4. 54 我 My Sweet, Soft Host Was Spirited Away by a Big Shot 我的香香软软宿主被大人拐走了 BigBigBigF大大大FTwo Male Leads1.2M WordsCompleted [The author was still finding their feet in the first few worlds, but the later ones are pretty good. Give them a try, dear readers!] Two male leads + both pure + quick transmigration + lots of sweetness Yun Jing, a greedy and haughty little qilin, was so bored he was counting his own hairs when System 708, claiming to come from the Lord God’s space, dropped out of the sky. 708: “Kiddo, how about a mission in another world? Food and lodging included, and it’ll be exciting!” Yun Jing: “Will there 2.4kReads8.7Score320Shelves
5. 55 大 The Great Song’s Industrial Liangshan 大宋之工业梁山 Zhe Yuan喆元Historical230k WordsCompleted A collection of trope-defying scenes: Wu Song doesn’t fight a tiger; he’s a righteous man from Hangzhou in the historical records. Ximen Qing isn’t some domineering CEO, but a shy top student devoted to medical research. And there’s more: Hu Sanniang isn’t a bold heroine of the martial world, but an artsy young woman. What about Pan Jinlian? As it turns out, she’s the little maid who follows Sanniang around... Wang Yifan transmigrates to a different Liangshan. Watch as he stirs up a storm of blo 50Reads—Score—Shelves

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   Liangshan Fans Pre-reading of Interesting Chapters - Chapter 25 Ambush in the Black Pine Forest The sweet-scented osmanthus of the Mid-Autumn Festival was still fragrant on the windowsill, and Wang Yifan was already walking around the courtyard with the secret report from the store. In the intelligence, the names "Song Yasi", "Wu Yong", "Zhu Ren" and "Lei Heng" were squeezed together like a string of inferior abacus beads, which made his temples twitch. He could tell with his toes that Wu Song was tricked by a group of old acquaintances from "Water Margin". "Go to Yuncheng." He slapped the secret report on the stone table, startling the swallows that were napping under the eaves. Lu Zhishen was squatting on the millstone, chewing on the elbows, and put his greasy hands on his clothes: "Sa Jia has been waiting for a long time! Now it's time for team training!" Thirty team training members, who had just been tortured by him using the "queue training manual" for three months, were standing in a queue outside the courtyard, neatly dressed in gray cloth short coats, but everyone's shoulders were still trembling reflexively. "I'll go too." Hu Sanniang came out of the house holding a gold-painted lacquer box. Half a roll of rice paper and a few langhao brushes were exposed in the box. "I just happened to go to the calligraphy and painting shop in Yuncheng to see the newly arrived Hui ink. By the way... Check the shop's accounts." She has recently become obsessed with meticulous flowers and birds. She takes her painting tools with her wherever she goes. When she hears that she is about to go out, her eyes are as bright as petals stained with morning dew. Just when Wang Yifan was about to nod, Qiu Qiongying jumped out from behind the wall with a lancet in hand: "Count me in! I heard that the candied haws in Yuncheng are more tart than those in Yanggu!" Since this girl formed a women's escort team, she is looking forward to going out to "perform missions" every day. There is a string of red agate hanging on the scabbard, which jingles as soon as she flashes. "Sanniang, you..." Wang Yifan looked at the lotus embroidered on Hu Sanniang's skirt and couldn't put the words "ambushing soldiers" and "literary young women" together. However, Hu Sanniang had already opened the lacquer box and poured some water into the inkstone: "Don't worry, I won't cause any trouble. I'll just find a shade to draw." As she spoke, she raised a purple brush and made two gestures at Lu Zhishen's Zen staff. "The copper hoop on this iron thing is very nice, just perfect for a painting." The morning mist in the black pine forest has not yet dispersed, like lotus root starch that has not been stirred in a basin. Thirty team members squatted in the bushes, their gray figures blending in with the pine bark, but the queue was so neat that from a distance they looked like newly planted saplings. Lu Zhishen tried to hide behind a tree while carrying his Zen staff, but a thick branch broke with a "click". He was so frightened that he quickly covered his mouth. His cheeks were still bulging - his mouth was stuffed with uneaten golden lotus cakes. Hu Sanniang chose a piece of bluestone and sat down, spread out the rice paper and began to trace the pine needle. The tip of the pen hung on the paper for a long time without falling: "Lang Jun, do you think the fog looks like pear blossoms?" Wang Yifan was holding a telescope (actually a polished glass mirror) to observe the road conditions. He almost dropped the mirror when he heard this: "Sanniang, we are here to save people, not to sketch..." "Report!" The scout crawled back with cocklebur hanging on his trousers, "Wu Song is still a mile away from here! There are a dozen black figures deep in the black pine forest, crouching behind the rocks... Seeming to be playing with grabbing stones?" Wang Yifan held up the glazed mirror and looked at it, and almost laughed out loud - two of the group were squatting on the ground drawing circles, and the other was holding a tree branch as the order flag, posing more seriously than the little flag bearer of the regiment. It was Zhang San and Li Si who were carrying it. "Killing Squad". "Is the black pine forest used as a stage?" Qiu Qiongying was lying on a branch, and the sheath of her lancet hit the trunk of the tree, causing the pine needles to fall off. "Do you want to go down now and tie them up?" Hu Sanniang suddenly made a sound, dropped the pen on the rice paper, and blurred out an ink ball: "Oh no, I forgot to draw the dodder bush just now." After that, she quietly pointed it out to Wang Yifan. ——There are five people ambushing you on the left. Lu Zhishen was rubbing his hands anxiously beside him, and his oily palm prints left five black circles on the Zen staff: "Why don't you go practice your hands first? Just stretch your muscles and bones!" Just as Wang Yifan was about to hold him down, he saw dust and smoke rising in the distance - Wu Song was walking in the middle wearing a shackle, and the two guards were pushing and shoving, like driving ducks. Then the dozen black figures in the black pine forest suddenly jumped up. Zhang San held up a pole and shouted: "I drive this road!" After shouting, he turned back and asked Li Si, "Is that sentence powerful enough?" Li Si was wiping the ashes from the pot on his face and spat when he heard the words: "What a bully! Have you forgotten the words taught by Mr. Wu? You have to say 'Leave money to buy the road'!" The team trainers in the bushes were holding back laughter until their shoulders were shaking. They didn't dare to laugh out loud when they thought of Lu Tiha's ferocious appearance during training. One of the recruits couldn't hold back and let out a "pouch" sound, and Lu Zhishen glared at him so much that he quickly buried his face in the grass. Hu Sanniang, however, was fascinated by what she saw. She quickly drew on the paper with her pen: "These two people are dressed up like the Stove Lord, but they are funnier than the clowns on the stage." Wang Yifan held his forehead and sighed - he originally thought it was a thrilling "Wild Boar Forest Reproduction", but he didn't expect to encounter a group of people who treated "murder and silence" as a spring outing. He winked at Lu Zhishen, and Monk Hua immediately stood up and slapped his Zen staff on the ground: "Everyone stop, Sajia!" Thirty regiment practitioners stood up from the bushes with a "swish". The queue was even more orderly than when they were practicing in the village, even though some of them still had pine needles on their heads. Zhang San's hand holding the pole froze in mid-air, looking at the group of "gray pillars that suddenly popped up" in front of him, and suddenly pulled Li Si: "Mr. Wu has never taught this... How about we run away first?" Hu Sanniang's hand holding the paintbrush paused, and suddenly giggled: "Look at the person holding the pole, there is an oilcloth bag hanging on the waistband, which must be hiding food." Wang Yifan looked at this scene that was more lively than the script. "Ambush Scene", I suddenly felt that bringing the artistic girls and the foodie group to the rescue didn't seem so unreliable. At least the murderous aura in the black pine forest at this moment has been mostly diluted by the fragrance of Mo in the inkstone and the suppressed laughter of the group trainers.

6. 56 穿 Transmigrating to the Early Tang Dynasty to Build a Different Kind of Golden Age 穿越初唐打造另类盛世 Zhe Yuan喆元Historical790k WordsCompleted [On the Bloody Night at Xuanwu Gate, He Crashed Through History in an Off-Road RV] An earthquake in Tibet tore open space and time, sending retired combat engineer Yao Kem in and his vehicle tumbling into the ninth year of Wude. Before Xuanwu Gate, Li Shimin’s sword was aimed at the crown prince. The cold gleam of its edge met the roar of the diesel engine as Yao’s vehicle surged forward. As drones skimmed over Chang’an, the lost bronze gears of the Mohists meshed perfectly with the patterns o 157Reads—Score—Shelves
7. 57 不 The Undying Emperor’s Mentor 不死帝师 One Durian No. 3一只榴莲3号Eastern Fantasy5.5M WordsOngoing Observing the love and hatred of cultivators across the river of time from a perspective beyond life itself. He left a modest little town and entered the wondrous world of cultivation. His journey sped up and slowed down, moving forward or stopping to rest, but he never stopped walking. The Age of Declining Dharma, the Age of Emperors, the Age of Dark Turmoil… He appeared in every age, and the only thing he could do was watch old friends die with his own eyes, then see them off to their grave 586kReads9.4Score50.1kShelves
8. 58 甄 Empresses in the Palace: Yunli, the Reborn Tsundere Young Prince 甄嬛传之允礼重生傲娇小王爷 Lemon Blossom Is a Little Sassy柠檬花花有点拽Male-Channel Fanfiction366k WordsOngoing “One lifetime, one generation, one pair of hearts. Why must fate keep us apart? We yearn for each other, gaze at each other, yet cannot be together. For whom does spring bloom?” In my previous life, I was parted from Huan’er by death. In this life, I wish to win one person’s heart and stay together until our hair turns white. Prince Guo is reborn beyond the Great Wall, where he finds the treasure left behind by Li Zicheng. Fortunately, he is rescued by Princess Qiluoge... “I hope everyone gets a 303Reads—Score—Shelves

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