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Books by 东湖荷
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I Livestreamed a Computer Repair and Summoned Sun Wukong 直播修电脑，炸出个孙悟空
The day programmer Ye Fei gets laid off, he livestreams a repair of an old computer. Bang! A capacitor explodes, and a palm-sized Sun Wukong pops out. After being sealed for five hundred years, the Great Sage emerges to find that nobody in the modern world believes in gods or immortals. His magic has dwindled to a single spark. Luckily, he feeds on incense offerings, and the livestream's viewers and rocket gifts all count. The night demons come swarming, the Great Sage squats on the keyboard, st
35Reads—Score—Shelves
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In Red Boy’s Eyes, I See the Light of My Master 红孩儿眼里有我师父的光
My master was eaten by Red Boy. The brocade kasaya lay in three torn pieces, pinning down a half-gnawed bone. Beneath the stone table, the hand bone that had gripped a monk’s staff for years had polished, gleaming knuckles. I brought my staff down, and the tightening band exploded. It wasn’t to stop me from killing. My eyes had gone red, and I could see a golden light shining in the child’s heart. My master’s true spirit was still inside his belly. I couldn’t kill him. If I did, my master w
7Reads—Score—Shelves
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Back to 2008: Taking on My Rival in E-Commerce 重回2008，和仇人决战电商
His classmates all laughed at Ji Shi for graduating straight into unemployment and selling pecans on Taobao for just 380 yuan a month. Nobody knew his mind held the entire e-commerce playbook of 2026. He had witnessed every trend that would take off over the next eighteen years. On the day of his graduation defense, he made a prediction in front of everyone: “In five years, you'll be buying things on your phones.” It was 2008, and the whole world thought he was dreaming. Only one person understo
6Reads—Score—Shelves
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Rule-Bound Apocalypse: I Survive by Synthesizing Everything 规则末世：我靠合成万物求生
Veteran special forces soldier Cong Rong is killing time as a residential complex security guard when a doomsday countdown suddenly appears in the sky. The apocalypse arrives, along with its rules: not natural disasters, but laws of death where any violation means instant death. While everyone else runs in panic, dropping one by one from sudden cardiac arrest, Cong Rong keeps walking with his hands in his pockets. “What’s the rush? A few steps won’t kill you. Walking too fast might.” The System
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