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The Fifties: My Lame Husband Turns Out to Be a Senior Officer 五零：我那瘸子老公竟然是首长
【Fifties Era + Military Marriage + System + Strengthening the Nation Through Science + Powerful Figures + A Touch of Espionage + Starting a Factory】Build a career! Build a career! Build a career! There’s very little tormenting of scoundrels. The story is mainly about a female lead who transmigrates back in time to contribute to her country and build a career. Everything else isn’t worth wasting her time on. Ye Hongyi transmigrates to the 1950s, only to find that her own mother is about to sell h
45Reads8.2Score—Shelves
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You Little Rascal, You Can’t Run This Time 小坏蛋，这次你跑不了了
【Two male leads + rekindled love + the pursuit succeeds + personal growth】 Ning Xingyi went to meet an investor, only to discover that the man was his first boyfriend. The man flashed him a roguish smile, looking so handsome and virile he could make your heart melt. “Baby, let’s get back together!” How dare you say something like that! Fury surged through Ning Xingyi’s chest. He poured a cup of coffee straight over Xie Yunli’s head! “Asshole!” Black coffee streamed down Xie Yunli’s face. He shou
14Reads—Score—Shelves
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The Foodie Tang Monk Wreaks Havoc in Journey to the West 吃货唐僧闹西游
A top chef transmigrates into the world of Journey to the West with a foodie System and runs rampant across the land. Exotic delicacies? Eat! Miraculous pills? Eat! Demons and monsters? Eat! Magical treasures and immortal artifacts? Eat! Whether you're a mighty immortal or the King of Hell, it all comes down to one word: eat! Wukong: “Master, maybe don't eat the scriptures?” Tang Sanzang: “Brother, how about some raw monkey brains?”
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The Adventurers' Lament 悲鸣的冒险
【No power system】【Adventure】【One female lead, uh, she barely appears】 Trading your internal organs for power: will they be eaten away first, or can you keep them intact all the way to the end?
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Taming the Son-in-Law: My Wife Is Actually a Villain 赘婿驯服：妻子竟是反派
The water stains on the coffee table reflected the crystal chandelier on the ceiling, making my eyes sting. I was kneeling on the floor. I had already wrung out the rag three times, but Su Qing still hadn’t told me to get up. She sat on the sofa opposite me with her legs crossed, gently swirling the red wine in her hand. Her gaze never left her phone screen. She couldn’t even be bothered to look at me. “Qin Luo, you’re blocking the TV.” Her tone was casual, as if she were speaking to a dog in he
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The Reborn Tyrant's Dog, Once the Empress Dowager Was Deposed 暴君重生废太后的狗
Someone pulled my tongue out. It was cold, with a taste of rust, and they dragged it forcibly from my mouth. The pain made me suck in a breath through clenched teeth, but all I could manage was a hoarse “huh-huh.” They poured liquor down my throat. Strong liquor, so harsh it felt as if a knife were slicing it open, running down my esophagus and burning all the way into my stomach. Someone gripped my chin, knuckles pressing into my jawbone with a force that seemed far too great for a eunuch. Ther
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Tomb Dancer 神墓舞者
My left hand hurts again. Min Miaogen jolted upright from the wooden bed, sweat soaking through his cheap T-shirt. The streetlight outside cast a dim yellow glow, and the college entrance exam countdown was still on the wall: June 6. He looked down at his left hand. The scar at the stump was jagged, like a centipede. But now, a dark red light was shining from deep within it. “Hiss...” It wasn't an illusion. The stump burned as if pressed against a red-hot iron, making him grit his teeth. Strange
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I Have a Secret Base Worth a Trillion 我有个价值万亿的秘密基地
A layer of white fuzz floated on the noodles. Mold. I stared at the fuzzy stuff, then glanced at the time on my phone: 11:47 p.m. I was the only one left in the office. The fluorescent light flickered twice, as if it might go out at any moment. “Zhou Yi!” Manager Zhao’s voice exploded from the doorway. My hand jerked, and I nearly knocked the cup of instant noodles onto my keyboard. Zhao Deyan strode in wearing a suit and polished shoes, his leather soles clicking against the floor. With a cigar
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After Scrolling Short Videos, I Became the Judge of National Fate 刷短视频后，我成国运裁判了
I still had a mouthful of jianbing guozi that I hadn't swallowed when my phone suddenly turned gold. I was crouching by the connection between subway cars, staring at a pretty girl dancing to anime music on my screen. My thumb was just about to double-tap Like. The whole screen looked as if molten gold had been poured over it, spreading from the edges toward the center. All the text turned into runes I'd never seen before. The jianbing in my mouth suddenly didn't taste so good. I thought my phon
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