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Books by 钱途领路人
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Northeast China's Shamanic Traditions: My Shrine Has Ten Thousand Immortals 东北出马：我堂口有万尊仙家
On the road home on a snowy night, a yellow weasel stood upright and clasped its paws: "Do I look like a person or a god to you?" Everyone else feared answering wrong and inviting disaster, but I burst out laughing: "**You look like an immortal to me!**" As soon as the words left my mouth, the **[Myriad Immortals' Hall System]** activated The weasel got its divine recognition, but it still had to become my **immortal employee**! ⚡ **From the start, I made a pact with Huang Sanlang and gained the
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Tycoon Dad: The World’s War God Can’t Hide Anymore 神豪奶爸：全球战神藏不住了
The daily life of the world’s strongest God of War as a dad: Doting Dad: “Mengmeng, how about I buy you this country and turn it into your amusement park?” Wife-Protecting God of War: “Anyone who harms my wife and daughter will be hunted down, no matter how far away they are!” The True Tycoon: “Money? It’s just a number I use to make my daughter happy.” See how this God of War dad raises his child and showers his family with affection, while using money and his iron fists to bring the entire wor
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Evening Breeze on a Lonely Island: I Defy the Odds and Become a Legend 孤岛晚风：我于绝境逆风封神
Lin Ye, a good-for-nothing office drone mocked across the internet as someone who wouldn't last a night, unexpectedly drops into the world's top deserted-island survival reality show, becoming the least promising contestant in the competition. The internet waits for him to fall apart and get eliminated. A host of outdoor experts and elite contestants band together to crush the competition, and even the production team assumes he'll be the first to go. No one knows that beneath his seemingly weak
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Scrap Recycling Center: I Collect Old Junk to Build Up My Country’s Fortune 废品回收站：我捡旧物攒家国气运
Lin Chen, a graduate of a top university, is laid off and spends half a year unemployed and penniless. His uncle’s family pressures him at every turn, mocking him in public and demanding he hand over the ancestral home. A scholar reduced to scavenging for scraps becomes everyone’s laughingstock. At his lowest point, the [Fortune of Nations Treasure-Hunting System] activates! Old objects and antiques that people throw away as garbage are actually fragments of the lost fortune of nations. Recycle
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Son-in-Law: Darling, Let's Stop Pretending 赘婿：娘子，咱俩别演了
On our wedding night, we raised our bridal cups and drank together. I slipped Soul-Locking Powder into her drink, and she hid a Nine Yin Gu in mine. We were both waiting for the other to succumb to the poison and die, turning the bridal chamber into a funeral hall. Everyone laughs at me, Gu Changyuan, as the most useless live-in son-in-law in the capital: a weakling who can barely lift a chicken and survives by leeching off his wife. But no one knows I’m the reincarnation of the leader of the De
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I Transmigrated to the Savage Lands: I’ll Defy the Gods with the Unorthodox Path 穿越蛮土：我以邪道抗衡诸神
Lu Qi, stranded in the savage lands of the beastmen, was once an ordinary idler from the Central Plains who spent his days hanging around Daoist temples. By a stroke of misfortune, he fell into the Realm of Huánmán. This place is a spiritual pasture where the gods raise souls. The Holy Light Church preaches holy light while harvesting the souls of all living beings, and the beastmen tribes are trapped in the wilds, locked in endless conflict with one another. Lu Qi possesses incomplete, unorthod
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All My Maoshan Arts Are Dirty Tricks 我的茅山术全是阴招
Three years after the paranormal descended, others awakened SSS-rank talents, while I awakened an F-rank trash talent. Everyone thought I was a disgrace to the Dragon Kingdom's team, until the Western undead army came knocking. I tossed out a handful of spirit money. The next second, the undead all switched sides and chased after their own mages, hacking at them. Foreign netizens went berserk: “What the hell is this ability?!” I put away my ledger, spat, and counted the money. “Sorry, you weren'
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On Our Wedding Night, the Grand Secretary Called Me His Wife in His Heart 新婚夜，首辅大人在心里喊我老婆
Everyone says Lin Weiyue is frail and doomed to die young, unworthy of the jade-faced Chancellor Xie Yan. Everyone says Xie Yan is cold and ruthless, a bad-luck husband who avoids women like the plague. On their wedding night, Lin Weiyue awakens the ability to read minds and is left utterly stunned. The stern-faced Chancellor may be sharp-tongued and distant on the outside, but his mind is full of long, lovelorn essays about his wife: He's afraid she'll catch cold, afraid she'll cough, afraid sh
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The Apocalypse’s Spirit-Tech Files 末世灵械档案
Among the ruins of the post-apocalyptic world, mechanic Lin Ye pursues a supernatural shadow, determined to uncover the connection between his sister’s disappearance and forbidden technology. Three years after the apocalypse began, the once-prosperous city has become a wasteland of concrete and twisted steel. When the wind sweeps through broken buildings, it carries a metallic groan. Lin Ye crouches in a workshop built inside an abandoned subway station, his hands smeared with grease as he tight
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Global Cataclysm: I Use Feng Shui to Conquer the Apocalypse 全球灾变：我靠风水横推末世
On the night disaster struck, the red moon severed the ley lines, and baleful energy flooded the world! Guns and cannons stopped working, while feng shui became real. Lin Jiuyuan, a third-year college slacker, had a disastrous livestream, but used his compass to lead the whole school to safety: He pinpointed an energy node in a flower bed and dug up 100 spirit crystals! The school bus became a battle vehicle, and the comments flooded with “Boss, take us with you!” He stockpiled dragon veins, bui
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The Yellow River's Keeper of Rules 黄河守规人
When an engineering physics prodigy inherits his family’s trade as a corpse retriever, he discovers that the forbidden notes his grandfather left behind are no superstition, but a set of Yellow River survival rules forgotten for a thousand years. Each rule he deciphers brings him closer to the truth, and closer to losing himself. The Yellow River has flowed for a thousand years, and its resentment never fades. Some rules you may choose not to believe, but you must still obey. And some prices,
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You Said It Was a Fake Ghost Hunt, So Why Am I Really Going In? 说好假捉鬼，你真让我上啊
I was livestreaming a ghost hunt at its most thrilling moment, following the script and tossing out a fake talisman, when the coffin suddenly exploded. A withered hand landed on my shoulder, and the stench of decay hit me full force. The comments were still going wild: “Those special effects are insane!” “That fake blood smells strong, huh?” My legs gave out and I collapsed, but my hand moved on its own, drawing a golden talisman in midair. As the whole internet erupted, a private message appear
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