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  1. Divine Eye Treasure Appraisal: Picking up Hundreds of Billions of National Treasures at the Beginning A Pillow and a DreamUrban53k Wordsongoing July in Jianghai City is as hot as a steamer. The asphalt road was scorched by the sun, and cicadas were shouting at the top of their lungs from the trees, which made people upset. Although the air conditioning was on in the lobby of Jubaozhai, Lin Feng's back was already soaked. He was holding an old piece of cotton cloth in his hand and was carefully wiping a blue and white porcelain vase half as tall as a man. This is a delicate job. If you use too much strength, you will be afraid of damagin 1Reads—Score—Shelves
  2. I Live-Streamed Cultivating Immortality on a Deserted Island and Shocked the World Huang Liang, a Pillow and a DreamUrban59k Wordsongoing "Huhuhu——!" The strong wind was like a whip with barbs, hitting Xiao Yi's face hard, causing pain. "I'm going to kill you! Why can't this broken umbrella bag be opened?!" Xiao Yi hurriedly pulled on the parachute rope at an altitude of several thousand meters, mentally greeting all the eighteen generations of the program team's ancestors. As a has-been adventure anchor, he risked his life for this five million US dollar bonus. But is the crew of "Global Deserted Island Survival" serious? Give me 1Reads—Score—Shelves
  3. God's Eyes Chao Feng Sees Through the Eternal Mystery at the Beginning Huang Liang, a Pillow and a DreamUrban50k Wordsongoing Boom! A bolt of pale lightning tore through the inky rain curtain over Jinling City, and the deafening thunder seemed to split the entire antique street in half. "Little bastard, have you given me face? The rules of Tianyuan Pawnshop are my rules! Who do you think you are, and you dare to ruin my good deeds?" In a crackling rainstorm, in a narrow and dark dead end, several tall and sturdy men were surrounding a thin young man and beating him wildly. Mud water mixed with blood flowed on the blues —Reads—Score—Shelves
  4. Apocalyptic Flashback: I Trade Death for Eternal Life Huang Liang, a Pillow and a DreamSci-Fi & Apocalypse46k Wordsongoing Heat. It was like being thrown into Taishang Laojun's alchemy furnace. Every breath of air sucked into the lungs smelled of sulfur and rust. "Ahem..." Xiao Yi huddled in the shadow in the corner of the troop carrier and coughed twice violently. The smell of rust in his throat became even stronger. He subconsciously pressed the inner pocket of his chest, where there was a crumpled photo. The girl in the photo smiled with crooked eyebrows. That was Xiao Yu, his only relative. "Damn, what are you c —Reads—Score—Shelves
  5. Counterclockwise Messenger A Pillow and a DreamUrban50k Wordsongoing Rain is the eternal background sound of this city. Ling Chen stood on a street corner in Shanghai in 1934. The cold rain dripped down the edge of his outdated felt hat and soaked the stiff collar. He didn't like rain, especially rain that smelled like history. The air is filled with moist coal ash, the fishy smell of the Huangpu River, and the aroma of frying oil wafting from street food stalls, mixing into a fresh and decadent flavor that is unique to this era. His mission is very simple, as —Reads—Score—Shelves
  6. It's Not Too Much for Me to Be a God in My Life and Career, Right? Huang Liang, a Pillow and a DreamUrban40k Wordsongoing Two hundred years ago, the rules of the game came into reality. The area of ​​Blue Star increased ten thousand times, and countless folded spaces and abyss cracks tore open on the earth like sores. Monsters are raging, aliens are invading, and the thermal weapons that humans are proud of are reduced to scrap metal before the power of mysterious laws. It was not until the era of "universal job transfer" began that mankind finally gained a firm foothold in this cruel apocalypse. Linhai City, No. 3 —Reads—Score—Shelves
  7. Dead Rising: Desperate Situation for Survival A Pillow and a DreamSci-Fi & Apocalypse60k Wordsongoing Sunlight shines on Li Ming's table through the curtains, and the aroma of coffee fills the air. He was sitting at the dining table, holding a cup of freshly brewed black coffee, but his eyes were attracted by the news on TV. The anchor on the screen had a serious expression and an urgent tone: We received news that a strange case of influenza has appeared in our city, and the infected people showed extremely irritable and aggressive behavior. Li Ming frowned, feeling vaguely uneasy in his heart. —Reads—Score—Shelves
  8. Black Technology: Starting from the Scrap Station to Rub the Mecha by Hand Huang Liang, a Pillow and a DreamSci-Fi & Apocalypse60k Wordsongoing The gray-yellow acid rain is like a mouthful of phlegm, spitting continuously on the sore-like land of Scrap Iron Town. The sky is always that lifeless lead-grey color, with thick layers of radiation clouds that block the sunlight. The air was filled with the pungent smell of sulfur, engine oil, and the stench of a rotting and fermenting corpse in the corner. This is the Earth in 2150, a ghost place where human life is worth more than scrap metal. Lu Ze was huddled in a worn-out protective suit —Reads—Score—Shelves
  9. Takeaway Check-In, a Tough Start with the Chaebol Prince A Pillow and a DreamUrban49k Wordsongoing The sky in Haicheng is like the stepmother's face, it changes at will. Half an hour ago it was just oppressively hot and breathless, but now there are strong winds mixed with heavy rain, as if the whole city is going to be flooded. The heavy raindrops hit Lin Yuan's slightly faded yellow take-out helmet, making a muffled "bang bang" sound and making his head buzz. "What the hell, this thief is deliberately trying to make trouble with me, isn't he!" Lin Yuan wiped the liquid mixed with rain and s —Reads—Score—Shelves
  10. Doomsday: Send Orders with Five-Star Positive Reviews and Reward Forbidden Spells A Pillow and a DreamSci-Fi & Apocalypse48k Wordsongoing The heavy rain is like countless whips, lashing hard on the asphalt road in Jianghai City, and the splashing water mist makes people blind. "Ding! Your new takeout order is about to time out, please deliver it as soon as possible." The phone's life-threatening beep sounded in his helmet. Chen Hao wiped the rain off his face and glanced at the time. Three minutes left. "Damn it, absolutely!" Chen Hao cursed in a low voice and turned the accelerator of the old electric car to the end with his righ —Reads—Score—Shelves
  11. As a Food Delivery Person, I Can See Future Headlines A Pillow and a DreamUrban56k Wordsongoing The rain in Jiangcheng is like the dragon prince in charge of water in the sky who drank too much and fell down desperately. Big raindrops hit the helmet, making a crackling sound like fried beans. Chen Mo shrank his neck and rode the second-hand electric bicycle that rang everywhere except the bell, riding forward like an assault boat on the water-logged asphalt road. At this moment, he felt like a human being, like a drowned dog. "Ding! Your order is about to time out, please deliver it as soo —Reads—Score—Shelves
  12. Prisoner of Mirror City A Pillow and a DreamMystery51k Wordsongoing In this mirror city known as the "City of Tomorrow", this is a fatal quirk. Every skyscraper in the city is made of highly reflective glass curtain walls, with smooth magnetic levitation tracks winding like silver ribbons, and even the sidewalks are paved with polished rock slabs that reflect the sky. Here, reflections are everywhere and dangers lurk everywhere. —Reads—Score—Shelves
  13. Golden Eye: Dominate Antiques Starting from Picking up Leaks A Pillow and a DreamUrban85k Wordsongoing In the land of Panjiayuan, three religions and nine streams gather together, and the water is deep enough to drown a dragon. There is an old saying in the antique business, "If you don't open for three years, you will have to wait for three years if you open." But that is aimed at shopkeepers and bosses. For a handyman like Lin Yuan, who works as a low-level apprentice in the "Jubao Pavilion", this profession is a bottomless pit, sucking up his sweat and not even leaving him a fart. It was aroun —Reads—Score—Shelves
  14. Picking up Leaks Starts with Finding National Treasures from Scrapyards A Pillow and a DreamUrban86k Wordsongoing Midsummer in the west of Jiangzhou City looks like a big steamer upside down on a gas stove. In addition to the rolling heat wave, there is also a pungent sour smell fermenting in the air - it is rotten cardboard, moldy old books, mixed with leftover sour water that has been left for an unknown period of time, a unique "ecstasy" smell suffocated at a high temperature of 38 degrees. "What are you doing! Be quick with your hands and feet! You are doing embroidery like a big girl. I paid you sixty —Reads—Score—Shelves
  15. Black Technology: Starting from Repairing Junk Satellites A Pillow and a DreamUrban92k Wordsongoing The night wind in Haicheng Old Port is always mixed with the fishy smell of engine oil and sea, which makes people's faces sticky and nauseating. "Alert! Alert! An unauthorized high-altitude falling object has been detected. The trajectory coincidence degree is 92%. The estimated impact time is: thirty seconds!" The harsh electronic anti-aircraft synthesized sound tore through the night crazily over the "Old Dog Aerospace Scrap Recycling Station". The red warning light was like the eyes of a cra —Reads—Score—Shelves