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Books by 时忘影
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I'm Yang Jian! After I Split the Mountain to Save My Mother, She Wants to Kill Me 我杨戬！劈山救母后，我娘要杀我
The Three Realms all know that Erlang Shen, Yang Jian, split open a mountain to save his mother, and that his filial devotion moved Heaven. No one knows that he is neither human, god, nor demon. He is the only living seal in the Three Realms: the Chaos Source Core given form. When his heavenly eye opens, the foremost weapon beneath the Heavenly Dao awakens. The strike that split Peach Mountain didn't free a pitiful birth mother. It released a former God of War who had been plotting for a thousan
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After Wreaking Havoc in Heaven, I Owed Five Thousand Taels of Gold 大闹天宫后，我欠了五千两黄金
Sun Wukong would never forget that day. He wrecked the Peach Banquet, smashed up the alchemy chamber, and looted the Celestial Court's treasury. Just as he was getting ready to return to Flower-Fruit Mountain and resume his title as the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, an old woman riding a crane blocked his path, an abacus in hand. "Three thousand taels for damage to the Peach Banquet venue, one thousand for repairs to the alchemy furnace, and one thousand for the losses from the treasury..." "Five
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Watching Films in the Underworld: The God of War Turns the Tide of History 地府观影：兵仙转身逆千秋
Everyone knows Han Xin's story ended with his tragic death at Changle Palace. But in the instant before the tent at Gaixia, he stopped and turned around, refusing to enter Liu Bang's tent. A screen from the underworld appeared, and emperors and famous generals from across history gathered to watch. He neither rebelled nor surrendered his troops. The God of War forged a path to survival of his own, tearing apart the age-old fate of generals whose outstanding service was bound to bring their death
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I'm Not Sun Wukong 我不是孙悟空
I'm a mortal rogue cultivator, so poor I can barely scrape by. My greatest talent is haggling a three-coin item down to two. Then one day, a rusty iron rod I had thrown away seventeen times and still couldn't get rid of latched onto me. The whole Three Realms was looking for it: the Golden-Banded Cudgel of the Victorious Fighting Buddha. They say that once you put on the headband, you stop being yourself. Black-armored Buddhist soldiers chased me half a street. The old ox of Jilei Mountain was
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A Century-Long Deception: The Genius the World Betrayed 百年骗局：那个被世界辜负的天才
See how the protagonist carries out the perfect crime step by step, how he plans a century-spanning scheme, and how he makes the world remember him. The blurb can't do it justice, so read the story. Its greatest appeal is how real and unpretentious it is.
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Beishuo: Starting with the Breakout from Xiapi 北朔：从下邳突围开始
In the third year of Jian'an, Xiapi was under siege. The doomed end at White Gate Tower was all but certain. Hou Cheng would surely defect within half a month, and everyone in the city was waiting to be captured and put to death by Cao Cao. Zhao Zhi transmigrated into the role of a low-ranking squad leader in the Trapped Camp. With the complete script of history in his hands, he had only a three-day window: win over Gao Shun, meet Chen Gong, and break the deadlock. Chen Gong plotted for the big
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Nine Trillion and a Matchstick: I Crush the False Gods with My Nation 九千亿与火柴：我举国碾碎伪神
Grandpa's funeral hall. My foster sister snatched the wish-granting matchbox and flung nine trillion yuan in my face. She struck a match and laughed. "I wish for you to be sold to a black mine in the northwest, never to rise again." Everyone was waiting for me to fall to my knees and beg for mercy. I turned around and bought a plane ticket to Beijing. Olympic Park Central Square. I started a livestream titled: Nine hundred million in cash for anyone who witnesses the fall of a god. A hundred mil
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1990: One Hundred Thousand from the Start, So I'll Lay Low 1990：开局十万，我先苟住
Back in 1990, a young man unexpectedly found himself with a hundred thousand yuan. It looked like a dream start from the start, but danger lurked everywhere. It was a time when you couldn't flaunt your wealth. Showing off would only bring endless trouble. He kept his talents hidden and chose a quiet, stable life. He lived simply and made a modest living, appearing ordinary and unremarkable to outsiders. No one knew that this seemingly ordinary young man was quietly keeping his assets safe, lay
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Back to 1990: A Peaceful Home at Sixteen 重回九零：十六岁安稳安家
Reborn in 1990, He Xin had just turned sixteen. No lucky breaks from heaven, no favored patron, and no becoming a pampered girl adored by everyone. With a modest amount of capital in hand, all she wanted was to live honestly and make a quiet living. She started by selling barbecue at a street stall, then gradually opened a little milk tea shop, building up her savings step by step and cultivating a modest, everyday life of her own. She stayed out of neighborhood squabbles, avoided pointless comp
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I Supplied Lu Bu with Milk Tea and Escaped the Cycle of History 承包吕布奶茶，我跳出历史轮回
Wuzhou has one ironclad rule: people who share a name are destined to reenact the tragic fates of their historical namesakes. Lü Bu is doomed to be trapped at White Gate Tower, while Guan Yu cannot escape his defeat at Maicheng. The fates of every hero are firmly bound by the history books. Chen Gong, ranked seventh on the combat rankings, doesn't fight on the battlefield. Instead, he buys up every milk tea shop in Xiapi and becomes Lü Bu's personal milk tea vendor. Everyone laughs at him for
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