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Books by 坤哥威武
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The Day I Retired, I Became a Hit on My Favorite Variety Show 退役当天，我在向往的综艺爆火了
The midday sun beat down mercilessly on the bluestone road. Heat waves warped the air, and cicadas shrieked hysterically in an old pagoda tree. Qin Feng trudged across the scorching pavement, each step heavy. He carried a faded old camouflage pack and wore a pair of badly worn combat boots. With every step, the soles left a clear imprint in the dusty road. This was the only road into Yunshan Village. It was narrow, just wide enough for one car. Five meters ahead, a black Mercedes van was parked
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Spoiling History: Livestreaming Anti-Fraud Tips to Qin Shi Huang, He... 剧透历史：给秦始皇直播反诈，他
The light in the rented room was dim. The monitor’s cold glow fell on Jiang Yi’s deathly pale face. The air was thick with the stench of spoiled instant noodles, mixed with the acrid smell of cheap cigarettes. Jiang Yi stared fixedly at the progress bar on the screen, his eyes bloodshot. Look closely, and you could even see his fingers trembling slightly. He was hungry, and excited. “System upgrade in progress… 99%…” He had been staring at those green pixelated words for three whole hours. A
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My Brick-and-Mortar Shop Is a Bottomless Pit 实体店是个无底洞
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Reborn in 2004 as a Recycling Mogul 重生2004成再生资源大亨
The black Grand Cherokee rolled over the rutted dirt road, its undercarriage scraping with a teeth-grinding screech. The windows were shut tight, but the stench of burnt plastic, rotting acidic liquid, and heavy-metal dust still slithered in through the air-conditioning vents like a snake that could squeeze through any gap. “Brother Mo, are we really going in?” In the passenger seat, Old Liu clutched his N95 mask, his face grimmer than the overcast sky outside. He pointed toward the village shro
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The Masked Tyrant Shen Hengzhi 假面枭雄沈珩之
Autumn 1939, Jiangling City. The Japanese 112th Division rules with an iron fist, while puppet troops, the Juntong, the Zhongtong, and the Green Gang tear into one another. Shen Hengzhi, a military doctor with the New Fourth Army medical team, is ambushed while transferring with his unit. The entire team is wiped out, and only he survives, rescued at great cost by Lao Jiang of the underground Communist Party. Before contact is lost, Lao Jiang leaves him one message: “Find Yamada Shoichi. He’s on
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Stockpiling a Hundred Billion in the Apocalypse 末世囤货百亿
Lin Feng suddenly sat up on the hard bed, his back slamming against the cold wall. His ragged breaths echoed through the cramped rented room. Sweat ran down his temple and dripped onto the glowing phone screen. His vision came into focus. The screen showed the date and time: June 18, 2025, 2:03 p.m. There was no stench of rotting corpses in the air, no howls of mutant beasts outside the window, only the noisy calls of the breakfast vendors downstairs and the honking of cars in the distance. “I’m
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From the Start, I Was Thrown into the Pond 沉塘开局基
At the Lu Clan ancestral hall on the border of the Great Liang Dynasty, Lu Rui, an illegitimate son from a collateral branch, was bound to a massive stone. A clan elder sneered, “You’re a calamity reborn! Drown him in the pond as an offering to Heaven!” The instant the black water closed over his head, a mechanical voice exploded in his mind: “Emperor Base System activated. First privilege: counter-kill.” Steel cables burst out of the water and dragged the guards on shore into the abyss. Lu Rui
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Their Inner Thoughts Are Exposed, and the Heroines’ Personas Collapse 心声泄露女主们人设全崩
A huge full-length mirror reflected the face of a young man. He wore a custom-made white suit, his hair was perfectly combed, and his every feature radiated a loathsome arrogance. Su Yun raised a hand and touched his face. Handsome. Too bad he was a villain. “Ding! Plot Performance System activated.” “Current event: The Lin family engagement banquet.” “Objective: Publicly humiliate Lin Qingxue, call off the engagement, and get face-slapped by the original novel's protagonist, Ye Chen.” “Reward:
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Reborn at the Police Academy: The Body Was Still Warm When I Heard It 警校重生：尸体刚凉，我就听到了
The overpowering stench of blood seemed to have been forcibly stuffed into his nostrils. It made him want to retch. Jiang Ning's eyes flew open. His vision was blurry, and a shrill ringing filled his ears, as if a steel needle were furiously churning inside his skull. Instinctively, he clutched his chest. His heart pounded violently against his ribs, making a dull thud. “Jiang Ning! What are you spacing out for? Is this crime scene the place to daydream?” A furious shout exploded beside him. Jia
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Reborn in 1983: Hunting in the Mountains 重生1983赶山狩猎
A bone-chilling wind blew through the cracks in the window, making the newspaper pasted over the frame rustle. Lu Yuan's eyes snapped open. His head throbbed as if someone were sawing through his skull with a rusty saw. The smell of mold, tobacco, and that unmistakable stench of rotten pickled vegetables. Where was he? Instinctively, he reached beneath his pillow. Empty. His Glock 17, which he never went anywhere without, was gone. In its place was a hard buckwheat pillow. "Lu Laoshi, you're sig
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Livestreaming the First Emperor with Spoilers 直播通秦始皇剧透
The rusty iron door banged loudly under the blows, sending dust drifting down. The air in the cramped rental room was stifling, like a steamer. Jiang Yi sat on a plastic stool with only three steady legs, staring at the numbers on his phone screen. Balance: 250.00. The roar outside pierced the thin wooden door and stabbed at his eardrums. “Jiang Yi! Quit pretending you’re dead! I know you’re in there!” “This whole neighborhood is full of people waiting for demolition, and you’re the only one mak
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My Daughter Has No Education 女儿无学
Bright red blood seeped through the gauze at the corner of Xiao Niannian’s forehead. A drop fell onto her yellowed old T-shirt, spreading into a glaring flower. “Cry! All you ever do is cry!” A shrill voice rang out at the kindergarten entrance. Teacher Li, wearing high heels, stepped back in disgust and pointed at the little girl sitting on the steps. “Get your filthy hands away! Do you think you can afford to pay for the floor if you dirty it?” Xiao Niannian was only five years old. She covere
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Lin Feng's Exorcism by Physics 林风物理驱魔
The yellowed bulb overhead buzzed with the sound of electricity. Lin Feng opened his eyes. Before him stretched a long, narrow corridor. Large patches of plaster had fallen away, exposing blackened red bricks beneath, like rotting wounds. The air reeked of old mold, mixed with a faint metallic tang. He lowered his head and looked at his hands. No blood. His bones were intact. “Didn't I die?” Lin Feng pushed his gold-rimmed glasses up the bridge of his nose. His eyes behind the lenses were as sti
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Reborn in the Nineties: Turning In My Terrible Relatives 重生九零上交极品亲戚
A rough, large hand slammed down hard on the wooden table, making the enamel mug rattle and hum. “Sign! Sign it now! It’s New Year’s, so don’t go bringing bad luck into the house!” The woman’s shrill voice stabbed straight into Lin Qiang’s eardrums. Lin Qiang’s eyes flew open. A yellowish light bulb swayed overhead, and the air reeked of cheap cigarettes and the sour smell of burning coal briquettes. His head felt as if a rusty saw were dragging back and forth through it. The pain was intense. H
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Debt Projection 债务推演
In the seventh year since instances began appearing, Chen Yu, a high school senior repeating his final year, awakens his bloodline in his rented room. When the door is kicked open, the clan enforcement squad throws a death bill at him: three hundred thousand karma points, or get lost in the radiation zone to serve as cannon fodder in an instance. The captain sneers. “Your ancestors ran up the debt, so their descendants pay with their lives. That’s only fair.” Chen Yu says nothing. The Fate Simul
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Livestreaming Chicken Feeding, and the Cultivation World Goes Mad 直播喂鸡，修仙界全疯了
The rusty iron gate scraped open with a grating screech. Chen Fan kicked open the gate to his old family home. Dust billowed into his face, making him cough several times. Weeds covered the courtyard, and layer upon layer of spiderwebs filled the corners, making the place look like a spider demon's lair. He tossed his cheap suitcase, stamped with "Outstanding Employee of XX Corporation," onto the ground and plopped down on the dusty threshold. "That kick got rid of twenty-five years of poverty."
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Global Beast Taming: Hatching the Nameless 全球御兽孵化不可名状
A gigantic holographic screen hovered above the plaza, its bright red countdown reaching zero. “Next, Lin Fan from Class 2, Senior Year.” The black-clad examiner in charge of the awakening ceremony read the name from the list in a flat, mechanical voice. Amplified through speakers, it echoed in the stifling air, making everyone's eardrums buzz. Lin Fan stepped out from the back of the crowd. The chatter around him did not die down. If anything, his appearance made it even louder. Several pairs o
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