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Half-Corpse Tu Tu 半尸图莵
I'm Tu Tu, a half-human, half-undead being in the apocalypse. My left hand still holds human warmth, while my right has grown the sharp claws of the undead. My three-year-old daughter clings to my back and asks in her baby voice, “Mommy, are we going to find Daddy?” I can only smile bitterly and shake my head. The father she's talking about disappeared long before we turned. Then one day, I ran into Yun Yesheng in an abandoned supermarket. He raised his gun and aimed it at us. “Don't hurt my mom
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A Zombie Mom's Final Guardian 丧尸老妈的最终守护
A Zombie Mom's Final Protection
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Apocalypse Mother and Son: Reborn from Bone-Deep Agony 末日母子之蚀骨重生
In the final moment of her past life, Xiao Chen was dragged away by zombies. He looked back at her, and his “Mom!” was drowned out by his scream. The memory seared itself into the deepest part of her soul like a red-hot brand. Mu Yanxi raised her tearful eyes and looked at her son’s innocent face. She had come back. Back to a month before the apocalypse began. “Mom, you’re acting strange today.” Xiao Chen sat at the dining table, swinging his little legs. “What’s strange about it?” “You keep
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The Young Lord Is Always Flirting with Me 世子他总是在钓我
Shen Zhiwei was jilted for the third time, becoming the laughingstock of the capital. She simply moved to a Buddhist temple outside the city, spending her days eating roast chicken and lazing about. Then one day, she touched a piece of cool, expensive fabric. She looked up to see a handsome young man smiling faintly. “Miss, you’ve got oil on this brocade. I’m afraid it won’t come out.” Only later did she learn that he was Xie Heng, the heir from her family’s political rivals. To protect her fami
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With Mom Around, Even a Zombie Horde Feels Like Home 妈在,丧尸堆里也有家
Shu Jia, a half-zombie mother with grayish-blue skin and cloudy eyes, survives on expired cat food and has a mini supermarket inside her belly. Holding a little girl who has lost her parents and now depends on her, she gently opens the door to hell (or perhaps hope?). Outside the door are wandering hordes of corpses and dangers unknown. Inside are the ruins of the life they once knew. And ahead lies the faint hope of a thousand-mile journey to find her son. “Son...” Shu Jia murmurs to herself.
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My Mom Turned Into a Zombie 我妈变成了丧尸
After my mother turned into a zombie, she started waiting outside the kindergarten every day for me to finish work. She tilted her head, the photo of me as a child still clutched in her rotten hand. The neighbors urged me to get rid of her, but I knew she was waiting for me to sing her that lullaby. When the apocalypse began, my husband texted me: “Between the cold war and the zombies, I choose to forgive you.” Now I have to transmigrate across half a fallen city to rescue my daughter, who’s tra
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Doomsday Rebirth: Raising My Zombie Husband 末日重生:丧尸老公养成记
In the apocalypse, Ning Yan clutched her miserable daughter and detonated the last grenade... Would things have turned out differently if her husband hadn’t become a zombie so early in the apocalypse while protecting them...?
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The Gray Era: A Zombie Mom's Final Guardian 灰白纪元:丧尸老妈的最终守护
“In this world, the living are far more terrifying than zombies. But I have to say, having a half-zombie mom at home is a one-of-a-kind experience. It wasn't until later that I understood: she wasn't a monster in the apocalypse, but the only thing that made this world feel human to me.” “I swore to protect my mother after she turned into a zombie, until a team of survivors pointed their guns at her head. But my mother used my old elementary school homework book to protect me one last time.” “Aft
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Even After My Mom Turned Into a Zombie, She Kept Stocking Up for Me 我妈成了丧尸后还在帮我囤货
Even after my mom became a zombie, she kept stocking up supplies for me
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Lone Minister of the Canghai: Zheng Chenggong's Chikan Legend 沧海孤臣:郑成功的赤崁传奇
A tale of love and hatred surrounding the national hero Zheng Chenggong, set as the Qing army prepares to enter the passes. It depicts his courageous devotion to his homeland and people, as well as several other iron-blooded heroes from history, including Qian Qianyi and Zhang Huangyan. And then there is his tender romance with Lin Yue, a physician’s daughter...
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The Red-Plumed Young Master’s Cherished One 红翎公子掌心宠
He is the young master of a distinguished, scholarly family, while she is a modern-day workhorse who died of exhaustion. Their ill-fated match was so impossible it would never have happened in a hundred lifetimes, but damn transmigration brought them together. Now transmigrated, Luo Yusheng raised her own dainty little red claws. She was screaming inside. What the hell was this? Fine, she had transmigrated, but why wasn't she human? She was a bird? And not just any bird, either. She was the cher
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I Snatched a Scholar for a Husband 抢个秀才做夫君
Taoxi Village has two people famous for their unmatched qualities. One is Hua Xianggu, who can carry a wild boar as easily as a chicken and whose voice shakes the hills. The other is Jin Chunming, a refined young scholar as graceful as bamboo, who studies hard in a shabby house with a drafty window. When Hua Xianggu carries a bleeding wild boar and crashes through the Jin family's fence, he's holding a moldy book. “Scholar, wild boar meat will put some strength in you!” she booms. Jin Chunming's
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Apocalypse Nightmare: Life in a Cave 末世噩梦之洞居
Mo Mo, the young widow and bride in Li Family Village, has a terrifying dream on the night of the Qingming Festival. The world in her dream is utterly horrifying. It suffers every kind of extreme weather, from bitter cold and scorching heat to poisonous rain, along with other dreadful conditions for survival. In the apocalypse, some people turn into zombies, some become cannibalistic villains, and some transform into monsters even more terrifying than zombies. Mo Mo is a pretty young woman who d
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Blood Crimson: The Spirit-Calling Tribulation 血绛:通灵劫
On the night the Spiritual Jade shattered into a rain of blood, the capital became a hellscape of corpses. Jia Baoyu carried Daiyu through the encircling horde, but she grew colder and colder against his shoulder: “Baoyu, you should forget me...” For thirty years, Jia Baoyu tried every method he could think of: Daoist arts, forbidden drugs, even refining Lin Daiyu’s corpse into a walking corpse. Then, last night, Daiyu suddenly opened her scarlet eyes: “Every day you remember me, the apocalypse
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After Mom Became Half-Zombie, She Became the Apocalypse's Beloved 我妈半丧尸化后,成了末世团宠
After My Mom Became Half-Zombie, She Became the Apocalypse's Favorite
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Mom's Last Dish in the Apocalypse 末世里妈妈的最后一道菜
A Mother’s Last Dish in the Apocalypse
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Terminal Illness from the Start? I Survive by Relying on the Apocalypse (1) 绝症开局?我靠着末日续命(一)
Terminal Illness from the Start? I Rely on the Apocalypse to Keep Me Alive (I)
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Doomsday: Phoenix Ashes 末日里·凰烬了
In the Apocalypse, the Phoenix Burns to Ashes
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Doomsday: Gray Rose 末日·灰蔷薇
Apocalypse: Gray Rose
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Rice Goddess: That's My Man 稻神:那是我的男人
Rice God: He's My Man
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In the Delivery Room, Mom Took the Blow for Me 产房里,妈妈替我挡下那一口
In the Delivery Room, Mom Took That Bite for Me
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The Mystic Sect's Grand Ancestress Livestreams Her Flirting With Men 玄门老祖她直播撩夫
“The world mocks me, bullies me, and humiliates me, yet I peer into heaven’s secrets to save all living beings. Little do they know that after a thousand years of reincarnation, I am still the Mystic Sect’s Grandmaster they cannot afford to provoke.” “She can see through heaven’s secrets and understand life and death, yet there is one thing she cannot fathom: matters of the heart. After a thousand years of reincarnation, I have come back for you.” She set down the bronze mirror and went into t
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Hauntings on South Mountain 南山有诡
Cui Jiyue discovered that her left hand would unconsciously write unfamiliar lines of poetry. Before her adoptive father died, he told her, “I didn’t find you. You fell out of a poem.” Cui Jiyue deliberately wrote “Bone rust, moon over the southern mountain,” and an assassin’s bones instantly weathered away. - Xie Lin grabbed her by the throat on a rainy night. “Write one more word, and I’ll kill you.” The next second, he kissed her. “I tried. I can’t kill you.” There are ghosts… There are ghost
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Heartbreak in the Mortal World 殇红尘
Her name was Bai Wu. She had an ordinary face and a barren heart. In the 1970s, Jinjiang Town was full of shabby, low-rise homes. Now she was turning the house upside down, looking for her college admission letter. Just moments ago, a classmate had told her that her parents had sold it to her mother's supervisor for 2,000 yuan. Bai Wu was the eldest child in the family. She had a younger sister and a younger brother. Because she had to look after her brother, who was six years younger, she didn'
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Fragrance Across Two Lifetimes 双世香
After becoming Qin Jingshu, a minor daughter in a Republican-era household, she uses her modern medical knowledge to save Fu Zongming, the wounded young marshal of Jiangbei. The first time they meet, she uses homemade antibiotics to pull him back from the brink of death. He says, “Your hands were made to hold a scalpel.” She smiles. “No. My hands are meant to take control of my own life.” Everyone in the city knows that Young Marshal Fu Zongming has someone he cherishes above all else. That is,
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Dust and Light on Liuli Street 琉璃街的尘埃与光
“The candy fate gives everyone is wrapped in a bitter shell. You have to bite through it first to find out what kind of sweetness is hidden inside, or whether there’s an even thicker shell beneath it.” The grudges and tangled histories of the previous generation stretched across decades like a long, deep shadow, still hanging over the next generation and shaping their choices and fates. As she looked at Shen Meijuan sobbing in her hospital bed, then at the cold bronze seal engraved with a snowfl
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Peeling Oranges: A Woman's Revenge 剥橙:一个女人的复仇
My name is Chengzi. I'm fifty-one years old. The marital status column in my household register says “married,” but I know that line became a joke twenty-seven years and four months ago. The wedding ring Wang Qi gave me was too big. He said he would replace it with a diamond ring someday. > Twenty-seven years and four months later, I found that diamond ring in the auction house of his mistress. The receipt was dated on our daughter's birthday. > In court, his hair now white, he asked me, “Do you
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The Yellow Springs Waterline 黄泉水位线
A corpse retriever. This was the job Lu Yin inherited from his grandfather, and a fate he could never escape. He wore a black raincoat, a pale chin showing beneath the brim of his hat. His gaze was colder than the rain-soaked night. Tonight's target was a young woman who had thrown herself into the river for love. They said she'd been underwater for three days. Lu Yin's hands were steady. His long retrieval pole probed into the water, like an extension of his senses, searching for that unmistaka
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Deep in the Shanghai Night: Mr. Meng's Beloved 夜上海深:蒙先生的心尖宠
“After living another life, Xie Yu finally understands: this marriage arranged by her parents is not a shackle leading to a cage, but the only key to unraveling the bloody mystery of her previous life. At the other end of that key is her husband, cold as ice: Meng Ruize.” “Every moment of love in a turbulent age is like dancing on the edge of a blade, painful yet blissful.” “The truth may be late, but it is never absent. The price of uncovering it, however, is beyond imagination.” “Love is not
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