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Books by 404 Night Watchman
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The Great Tang's Medical Sage 大唐医圣
[Invincible in the Tang dynasty + divine physician + advancing the Tang with technology + conquering the world] Li Changhe, a genius traditional Chinese doctor, transmigrates to the ninth year of the Wude era in the Tang dynasty. The moment he opens his eyes, he’s trapped in a deadly predicament. From the start, it’s the hardest difficulty setting. But with his miraculous medical skills, he saves Chancellor Du Ruhui, then stuns Chang’an with the “three transmigration essentials”: glass, soap, an
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Cultivating Immortality in a Garbage Dump: I Break Down Billions of Resources 垃圾堆修仙，我分解出亿万资源
[Decisive and ruthless]+ [Invincible, high-spirited hero]+ [Good-for-nothing's comeback]+ [Building up the sect]+ [A cunning mind with a plan] Immortal sect prodigy: "I cultivated bitterly for ten years and gained a fortuitous encounter. Now I'll make a name for myself." Demonic overlord: "I'll slaughter cities and destroy kingdoms, gathering everyone into my Ten Thousand Souls Banner. I'll rule the world." Bai Han: "Sure, wait a moment. Let me go pick up a cartload from the junkyard first." The
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Showbiz: You Have a Cheat? I Had No Idea! 文娱：你小子有挂？我不知道哇！
[Entertainment Industry + Master of Toxic Exes + Singing + Acting + Copycat Genius + Multiple Heroines] Classic lines from a toxic ex: “I just forgot to reply. It’s not like I don’t love you.” “There’s really nothing between us. We’re just friends.” “I didn’t contact you because I didn’t want to bother you.” “The next one will be better, more obedient, and cuter!” The whole internet thinks he’s a washed-up child star, but no one knows the truth: He’s the industry bigwig hiding behind the scenes,
33Reads—Score104Shelves
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Reborn as a Villainess, So Why Am I the One Transferring Schools? 重生恶女不好惹，凭什么是我转校
[Revenge] [Comeback] [Strong Female Lead] [Youth and School Life] Wen Wan died at thirty. As she drew her final breath, the only thing that kept playing over and over before her eyes was the nightmare from her ninth-grade year: Her deskmate's malicious stare, the chair slammed hard onto her head, the laughter of everyone around them, and the homeroom teacher's casual dismissal, "They were just kids fooling around." Together, they became the final straw that broke her. Her tormentors climbed high
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