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Books by 蜜思云
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Wasteland Scavenger: Build a City, Devour Calamities 废土拾荒匠：筑城吞灾
The sky was a dull gray, as if weighed down by a huge mass of heavy leaden clouds. Even the sun was almost completely obscured, leaving only the faintest glimmer of light. Gu Ye paced back and forth through an abandoned industrial district. With every step, gravel and rusty scraps of metal crunched beneath his feet. His eyes shone like little flames as he carefully searched every spot where salvageable supplies might be hidden. He kept twirling a makeshift iron rod in his hand, ready to react th
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The Magic Library: The Keeper's Path to Immortality at the End of the World 魔法书阁：守藏使的末日长生路
The stench of mold was so awful Gu Zhao wanted to swear, his eyes practically rolling back into his head. With a sudden spring, he shot up from the hard wooden bed. His head throbbed so badly that his mouth twisted in pain. He looked up. The walls were full of dents and cracks, and the cobwebs in the corners hung as thick as curtains. The whole room reeked of decay. “Where the heck am I?” Gu Zhao rubbed his temples and tried hard to remember.
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Lie Flat and Solve Cases: Daily Sign-In at the Drifting Fortress 躺平断案：漂流要塞的签到日常
The first ray of morning sunlight, carrying that distinctive scent of the void, slipped through the torn paper window and fell right on Gu Fangshuo's face. To make matters worse, a chorus of birds chirped along with it. What kind of idiot had built a nest right outside my window? “Ah...” Gu Fangshuo gave a contented groan and lazily rolled over. He tried to pull the covers over his head, but couldn't quite manage it. Well, that's life for a poor wage slave like me! Today was his first day report
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The Shore Forager: A Fierce Tamer for the Reclusive Shipowner 赶海渔娘：暴烈驯养自闭船主
In the morning, the first ray of sunlight pierced the mist and fell upon the shimmering sea. Su Heng was barefoot on the beach, collecting shells. She listened to the waves gently lapping against the sand, and breathed in the fresh sea breeze, its faint salty tang making her take several deep breaths. She bent down and deftly dug out shellfish one after another with her little shovel, her movements swift and graceful. Suddenly, a blurry glimmer appeared far out on the sea, as if a small boat wer
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Starwatcher: Defecting from the Tianshu Bureau 叛逃天枢司：观星师
Night has fallen. The stars are like cold iron blocks, sunk fast into the pitch-black sky. Atop the highest tower in the Mechanical City, layer upon layer of metal catches the moonlight and reflects countless icy beams. It looks just like a gigantic mechanical beast sleeping through the night. The observatory sits on the very top floor, with nothing to block the view in any direction. In the middle, a huge telescope stands motionless, as if gazing out into the boundless universe.
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Museum Security Guard: Crushing the Heavenly Dao 博物馆保安：横推天道那些年
Late at night, the museum corridor is empty, with only a single cold beam of light wavering in the gloom. Xiao Yi strolls past row after row of display cases with his hands behind his back, looking completely unconcerned. His footsteps are light, as though he’s afraid to break the silence. The beam from the old flashlight in his hand slides over the glass exhibits, occasionally catching tiny glimmers of reflected light and adding to the eerie atmosphere.
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Urban Immortal Shop: Reshaping the Rules, Starting with Taking Disciples 都市仙铺：从收徒开始重塑法则
In the dead of night, moonlight spilled like water through the grand Gu residence, while a cold autumn wind blew in through a half-open window, chilling everyone inside. The lamps in the mansion cast a murky yellow glow over Gu Zhao’s face, full of anger and stubborn defiance. He stood in the middle of the study, facing his grim-faced stepmother, Wang Lina, and his timid, spineless younger brother, Gu Ming.
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Awakening the Martial Veins: The AI Prison 武脉觉醒，AI囚笼
Yunzhou, the Northern Pacification Marquis's Estate. That sunlight is blinding. It feels hot enough to set the air on fire. “Next, Xiao Guo!” The elder in charge of the test speaks as if his voice came from an ice cave, dripping with undisguised contempt. There's no helping it. In an age when “martial meridians determine your fate,” a boy born with damaged martial meridians is bound to be a laughingstock in his clan. Xiao Guo? Who in the marquis's estate doesn't know him? He's the famous “g
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