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Books by 野男人
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So What If It's a Calamity? Isn't a Self-Created Sequence Still a Sequence? 灾厄咋了？自创序列不是序列？
From the moment the red sun rose, the world changed. Calamities swept across the land. Gods stood in the heavens, and humanity was nearly wiped out. Then the first Sequence awakened! It was [Life]! The founding of the City of Life preserved the last spark of hope. After that came a vast, star-filled wave of Sequence awakenings! [Deception]! [Order]! [Healer]! [Fate]! [Void]! [Life]… Countless others… Each had its own… rules… And now, making his entrance!! The ender of the Calamity Age! Bearer of
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With an Untroubled Heart, One May Attain Immortality 此心无碍，可得长生
This world nurtures all living things. Flowers, grass, trees, birds, beasts, insects, and fish. Humanity is considered the most intelligent of all creatures, one of the Three Powers alongside Heaven and Earth. Heaven endures, and Earth endures. Can humanity endure as well? As the saying goes: Water has a thousand sources, yet all flow into the Eastern Sea. The Dao has ten thousand methods, and all lead to immortality. The way to immortality lies beneath the strange and dazzling surface of realit
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Let My Illness Add Some Intensity to This Bizarre World 让病情给这个诡异的世界上点强度
[Supernatural resurgence + mental illness + ruthless protagonist + Lovecraftian elements later on] On neon-lit city streets, shadows writhe in unnatural ways; In the peaceful dead of night, a cross-dressing beauty cooks fingers; In the men's dormitory, a female ghost who castrates men lurks deep inside the bathroom! Bodies float to the surface of Immortal Lake. An old radio no one uses suddenly begins announcing the names of the dead... My name is Ning Yuan. May my illness bring a little intensi
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I Can Steal from the Gods 我能盗窃神明
[Cthulhu Mythos] [No Female Lead] [No Angst, Hehehe] When scarlet moonlight spills across a ravaged land. When the eye on the throne of flesh claims a corner of the sky. When the door to truth slowly opens! When endless chaos arrives one wave after another! When people kindle hope... They will wield sharp swords and watch for the dawn. They will fill the air with Buddhist chants and make golden lotuses bloom everywhere. They will play ethereal immortal music and paint scrolls of peach blossom ga
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