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Books by 不服输的麻猫
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Three Kingdoms: Reborn as Adou, and the Good Life Is Too Sweet to Leave 三国：重生阿斗，乐不思蜀太香了
An overworked office drone dies and wakes up as Adou. At Liu Bei’s deathbed entrustment, he immediately gives up: “The throne is too hot to handle. Find the next person in line!” But while he lies flat and watches the drama unfold, things get out of hand. He recites the Memorial on Sending Troops, and Zhuge Liang takes it for a final decree. He calculates provisions, and Zhao Yun treats him like a sage. He coughs up a bit of blood and phlegm, and it becomes ironclad proof that he has “poured out
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Reborn in the Ultraman War, I, Belial, Made a Name for Myself in One Battle 重生奥特大战，我贝利亚一战成名
The Alien Empera gazed down at the Land of Light. "Thirty thousand years ago, you lost your sun. Today, I shall wipe you out for good-" Before he could finish, a hole appeared in his chest. Belial shook the black blood from his hand. "What a chatterbox." The Impreza army bore down on them, and the Ultra Warriors were nearly wiped out. Belial stood before a mountain of corpses, sword in his one remaining hand, and grinned. "Who else?" Later, someone asked if he had been afraid back then. Belial p
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Reborn After Death, the Empress Begs Me to Defend the Nation 殒命重生，女帝求我出山守国门
Wen Lin died. A cup of poisoned wine ended the last life of the mighty Wen family. When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to the third year after his family was destroyed. In the spirit-barren Northern Wilderness, an army of 150,000 demons was bearing down on Tianlie Pass. In the imperial capital of Cangming, the court was full of cultivators, yet none could act. Meanwhile, Wen Lin, the useless marquis whom everyone condemned, was crouched in the back garden of his estate, carefully wate
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The Cunning Undercover Agent Sleeps Beside the Villainous Boss, Life and Death Together 腹黑卧底，与反派大佬生死同眠
My name is Lai Pi. I'm both the strongest warrior in the Dark Falcon Squad and an S-rank wanted criminal in the eyes of my peers. I've killed people, drunk blood, and washed feet in a certain color's impression. They say I'm cold-blooded and heartless, a walking corpse. Someone like me deserves to go to hell! But they don't know that I live in an abyss without a glimmer of light, searching for a glimmer of hope in a world that's either black or white. Perhaps this is the fate of a deep-cover ag
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