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  1. Saintess, I Really Have to Enslave You 圣女，我真得奴隶你了 Looks Like the Wind Is Rising Again好像又起风了133k WordsOngoing [Western Fantasy] [Slow Burn] [Lord] [Conquest] [Farming] [Development] [Light Lovecraftian Elements] In the depths of winter, half-naked slaves are herded north like livestock. Here, life is worth the least. You'll never know whether the milk on your table came from a cow. Blizzards, orcs, winter, and beings in the darkness that are best left unspoken. The uncanny Old Ones, the gods people worship, and the unknown... Farming, building roads, trade, training, animal husbandry, construction. 12.1kReads—Score2.5kShelves
  2. Reborn: From 1979 to Becoming a Tycoon 重生：从1979开始成为富翁 Looks Like the Wind Is Rising Again好像又起风了Rural Life104k WordsOngoing [Not Mindless] [Slow-Paced] As he lay dying, Chen Yanfeng had no one by his side. When he opened his eyes again, he was back in 1979. It was an era of feeling one's way across the river by touching the stones. His wife was pregnant and planning to divorce him, and his younger sister was struggling to make ends meet. The earthen house was a chaotic mess, with trouble at every turn. Looking at everything familiar before him, Chen Yanfeng was already planning the blueprint for his future business e 857Reads—Score—Shelves
  3. Sharing Videos with the Modern Era 和近现代共享视频 Looks Like the Wind Is Rising Again好像又起风了282k WordsOngoing [Parallel World] [Watching Videos from the 1990s to the 2000s] Jiang Yi didn’t want to go to work, so he quit without hesitation. Done suffering through the 996 grind, he went back to his hometown to lie flat and watch videos... 21Reads—Score—Shelves
  4. Demon Seed! 魔种！ Looks Like the Wind Is Rising Again好像又起风了Eastern Fantasy115k WordsOngoing [Traditional cultivation + no transmigration + no System + nonhuman protagonist + no saintly do-gooder] A servant disciple falls into a pool of blood, but the boiling blood clings to him like a living thing, burrowing into his flesh. Zhao Mo’s entire body rejoices with bloodlust as his cultivation surges. He was a low-level cultivator who dreamed of currying favor with the powerful, but ended up as a test subject for medicinal trials. He swallows a single poison pill. Before he can gain any cult —Reads—Score—Shelves