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Books by 爱喝奶茶的绿罗
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Reborn: From Street Stall to the World's Richest 重生之财富帝国从地摊到世界首
Yang Fan abruptly opened his eyes. Harsh sunlight streamed through the old wooden window lattice, casting irregular patches of light across the mottled concrete floor. The faint smell of coal smoke mingled with the aroma of food coming from next door. In his ears were the hum of an old ceiling fan and the cries of vendors echoing through the alley below: “Popsicles, three cents each!” “Fresh watermelon, sweeter than honey!” This wasn’t the 2024 he knew. Yang Fan stiffly raised his hand. Before h
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Red Alert: An Iron Tide Rising from the Wasteland 红之警戒：从废土崛起的钢铁洪流
It was a colossal vehicle more than ten meters long, dark gray all over and covered in thick armor. Its broad, sturdy tracks left deep impressions as they rolled across the ground. Even under a dust cover, its immense size and palpable power were enough to inspire awe. This was the foundation of his future rise, the most reliable fortress on the wasteland. “System, how do I start it?” Lin Yue asked inwardly, barely able to contain his excitement. [Host, please approach the entrance to the base
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Red Alert: The Rise of Star Island 红警之星岛崛起
He remembered that he had been in the laboratory, calibrating the latest “spacetime coordinate anchoring device,” a cutting-edge technology that the country had spent ten years developing to explore the possibility of parallel universes. But just as the energy reached its critical threshold, the device suddenly exploded with tremendous force, and blinding white light swallowed everything. He had thought he would be reduced to ashes in the blast, but when he opened his eyes, he found himself on a
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The Han Dynasty Cauldron: The Heavenly Craft System Helps the Poor Rise to Power 汉鼎天工系统助寒门逆袭
Fantastic! With this Heavenly Craft System, Yaya and I can definitely survive in this era, and live even better. Chen Mo was overcome with excitement. “Bro, what’s wrong? Your eyes look so scary.”
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Bianjing in Turmoil: From Son-in-Law to Chancellor 汴京风云从赘婿到宰辅
“Cough, cough...” A violent cough surged up from his throat, carrying a rusty, metallic tang. Zhao Yan clutched his chest and curled up tighter. He didn’t belong in this era. Three days ago, he had been a project director at an internet company in the twenty-first century. After dying suddenly from overwork, he opened his eyes to find himself in the third year of Xining, during the Northern Song dynasty, as a live-in son-in-law in the city of Bianjing, a man named “Zhao Yan.”
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