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Relic Organizer's Death Replay
There is an inconspicuous relic-organizing studio in the corner of the city. The owner, Lin Yan, has a power that ordinary people cannot understand: touching the items left by the deceased can trace back the entire process of the deceased's death. After his parents passed away mysteriously, he inherited this strange ability and chose to make a living by sorting out the belongings. There are all kinds of requests coming to your door: there are grieving and guilty family members, indifferent relat
144Reads—Score—Shelves
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My Convenience Store Can Accommodate Weird Things
Fearing that others would be unable to avoid the weird, Shen Zhixia opened a store specifically to contain all kinds of evil spirits. The evil spirit instantly loses the ability to hurt people when he enters the store, and no matter how heavy his resentment is, it can't be worth a bowl of oden. There is a life-threatening shadow outside the door, and there is a warm light inside the store, containing all kinds of strange things, and maintaining peace alone.
141Reads—Score—Shelves
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Rebirth 1985: I Work as a Temporary Worker at the Supply Station
Reborn back in 1985, I became a temporary worker at the supply station. He is familiar with prices and opportunities of the times for decades, and quietly engages in side business by taking advantage of the in-demand supply channels on the site. Stock up on goods, set up stalls, connect urban and rural supply and marketing, and seize the golden age of self-employment. He fought back against the difficult old employees and made up for his family's regrets in the previous life. He worked his way u
136Reads—Score—Shelves
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I Was a Medical Concubine in the Republic of China
Shen Qinghe opened his eyes and found that he was tied in a sedan chair and was going to celebrate the death of a warlord. In her previous life, she was a graduate student at the Military Medical University, and she was not here to be buried as a burial object. After lifting her hijab and tearing off her wedding dress, she rushed into the new house with a scalpel in hand. The young handsome man on the bed who was said to be barely alive was looking at her with a teacup in his hand. He asked her
134Reads—Score—Shelves