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Seven-Day Cycle of Life and Death Game
I died twelve times in a horror game. After each death, you will be returned to the seven days before the start of the game. This time, I decided to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger. When those who had killed me smiled and asked, "Are you new? Don't be afraid, I will take you"—— I lowered my head and said shyly: "Well, it's my first time to play, please take care of me." They don't know that I have memorized how everyone died.
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Fingertip Dreams, a Young Man's Appointment with E-Sports
In the autumn of 2023, 18-year-old Yuan Xiao, who dropped out of school due to family changes, accidentally revealed his gaming talent while working as a network administrator in an Internet cafe. "Dawn", a semi-professional team struggling on the verge of disbandment, extended an olive branch to him. From the sound of keyboard tapping in city games to the spotlight of professional leagues, Yuan Xiao knocks on the door of destiny with both hands. This is a narrow road paved with sweat. Teammates
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Bone Secret: I Am Repairing Cultural Relics in the City
At two o'clock in the morning, the lights of Chang'an Street are still brilliant, but this alley that straddles the junction of the CBD and the old city seems like a corner forgotten by time. I was standing at the entrance of the alley holding a faded cowhide tool box. The raindrops were thin and woven diagonally into a net under the dim street lights. The air was mixed with soil, rain, and a faint smell of paper ashes—that was someone secretly burning paper money deep in the alley. The phone vi
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Apocalyptic Variation: Cyber Reincarnation of Special Forces
The world in the Doomsday Variation has been reshaped by mechanical civilization: the living are like ants. Only by staying awake in the steel jungle can we see the truth that is pale between virtuality and reality. A game anchor squatting in the live broadcast room flipping through the "Silver Queen" skin, in the ancient weapon system that he accidentally clicked on during the live broadcast, encountered a strange but familiar precept and memory in the depths of his soul; in the blink of an eye
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Doomsday Rule System
When the clock struck midnight, I was revising the thirty-seventh version of my resume in the rental house. It was suddenly pitch black outside the window, not the blackness of a power outage—it was absolute darkness as if the whole world was soaked in ink. Immediately afterwards, a mechanical sound exploded in his head: [The doomsday rule system has been loaded] [Welcome to the new world, survivors] I stood up suddenly and hit my knee on the corner of the table, gasping in pain. It's not an ill
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The Wasteland Miracle Doctor and the Sleepless Clinic
The calendar stopped at April 13, 2087, but no one bothered to turn the page anymore. Ye Shen looked out of the dusty windowpane and saw only a rust-colored sky. The event called "Scarlet Fallout" three months ago changed everything - not a nuclear explosion, not a virus, but something even weirder. The sky is forever a sickly rust color, and at night, those uninvited "rules" begin to whisper in the abandoned buildings.
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