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In the Last Days, the Big Boss Became a God by Acting Badly.
In the eighth year of the apocalypse, the base's loudspeaker screamed heart-breakingly: It's forbidden to mess it up! Violators will be thrown into the corpse tide! Others were busy grabbing supplies, but Feng Bo lay down on the ruins and sunbathed in the radiation cloud. Dead Rising? He turned over and went back to sleep. A vicious beast attacking the city? He welded the iron door shut and cooked himself a bowl of expired instant noodles. The system was furious, but activated his hidden talent
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Apocalyptic Stream: I Pick up Trash in the Wasteland 2
After the global nuclear explosion, Yu Yinfeng became the only "scavenger" in the wasteland. What others picked up was scrap metal, but what he picked up was nuclear bomb-level garbage that could kill gods. **When he opened up the rubbish pile in public and exposed the remains of the SSS-class mecha, the city's bosses pointed their guns at him with red eyes: "Hand it over or die!"** No one knew that his superpower was [decomposition and reconstruction of all things] - using a scrapped rice cooke
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E-Sports Streaming: the Hands of Champions Who Return to the Top
As soon as I came back from rebirth, I was pressed on the table and my hands were chopped off. Before his career even started, he was slandered by his brothers for match-fixing and banned from the entire network. The moment blood dripped down the keyboard, they sneered in my ears: "Without these hands, you are not even considered bronze." But they don't know that I have all the answers for the next ten years in my head. While legendary commanders, god-level gunmen, and tactician masters are stil
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Rule Flow: a Handbook of Taboos at Late Night Funeral Homes
There was a late-night vigil at a funeral home, and a cold hand was put on my shoulder at the beginning. Zhou Qian's pupil contract can see through the rules behind death - the morgue cannot answer the call at three o'clock in the morning, the number of times the deceased's eyes are closed determines life and death, and the sudden drop in the temperature of the cremator means that something has come out. "Don't look back, it's waiting for you to sign your own death certificate." When everyone th
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