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Books by 唯上品
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Doomsday Ark: My Building Can Level Up Without Limit 末日方舟：我的楼能无限升级
After transmigrating into a parallel world overrun by zombies, Chen Mo becomes an orphan with nothing to his name. Fortunately, he binds himself to the one and only [Seeds of Civilization System]. No invincible powers, no god-tier gear from the start. The System gives him just two things: a pile of construction blueprints far beyond their time, and one bizarre condition: civilization must be passed on, and the more partners he binds himself to, the greater his construction bonuses! While others
1.9kReads—Score140Shelves
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I Inherited an Old Neighborhood: As the Landlord, I Specialize in Urban Renewal 继承老小区：我当房东深耕旧改
After her parents died young, Lin An was left an orphan. When her grandfather passed away, she unexpectedly inherited an entire private apartment-block complex between Shanghai's inner and middle ring roads, abandoned for more than a decade! Ten enormous, eight-story, square apartment blocks, with over 2,800 units. Inside the walls, dust lay three inches thick and cobwebs covered everything. The water and electricity were cut off, and the place was riddled with corroded pipes and safety hazards
1.3kReads—Score139Shelves
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The Northern Myanmar Abyss: Lost on the Road from Prey to Predator 缅北深渊：从猎物到猎人的迷失
When technology becomes an amplifier for sin, survival must be bought with one's soul. Top programmer Lin Mo is tricked into the hell of a scam compound in northern Myanmar. He thinks his technical skills will help him carve out a way to survive, but he soon discovers that the evil here goes far beyond telecom fraud. Human experimentation, biochemical disasters, and rival factions are fighting in the shadows along the border over a terrifying technology known as the Seed. From prey forced into
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The Last Corpse Driver in Western Hunan 湘西最后一个赶尸天师
I’m Chen Changsheng, the last heir to Xiangxi’s final corpse-driving family. But the corpses we drive aren’t bodies. We drive the baleful energy knotted up in the earth’s dragon veins. Every time we set out, it’s like performing one of the most secret feng shui operations in five thousand years of Chinese history. This time, I’ve been given the corpse of a thousand-year-old emperor, and I must drive it all the way from the desert to the Forbidden City.
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