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Dawn of Steam: Starting from Breaking Off the Engagement to Build a Mechanical God
In the Iron Dome City where gears roared and black smoke blocked the sun, Xu Yu was just a low-level watchmaker apprentice. He is gentle, sensitive and kind, like a quiet deer, always in awe of machinery and life. However, this tenderness is taken as weakness. An unexpected divorce broke the peace, and the superior fiancée tore up the marriage contract in public. Shao Wen, the chief mechanic who had always been regarded as Xu Yu's mentor, comforted him sadly on the surface, but secretly greedily
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My Ex-Husband No Longer Wants to Be a Vicious Supporting Partner.
Gu Moyan's wedding was bound to a "vicious male supporting system" and he had to humiliate the bride Jiang Wantang in public and separate her from the original male protagonist. He did as he was told, and the bride ran away with red eyes - but when they brushed shoulders, she said in a voice that only he could hear: "Well done, Mr. Gu." It turns out that Jiang Wantang also has a "strategy system", and his task is to defeat the male protagonist of the original work. Two drama stars who were force
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Absolute Identity: the Psychological Rules of Undercover Agents
Wu Mo, on the surface, is a cowardly illegitimate son who was marginalized by the plutocratic family. He relies on his position as a "psychological counselor" at the bottom of the family to live and die. However, his true identity is the ace undercover of the "Subconscious Front", an underground organization dedicated to destroying monopoly of thought control. In this cyber era where memories and emotions can be stripped away and implanted, Wu Mo awakened a unique golden finger - the "absolute s
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Hidden Dragon in the Deep: Urban Xuan Son-In-Law
The night was like ink, swallowing up all the carved beams and painted buildings in the Su family manor in Jiangcheng. In the banquet hall, it was brightly lit and radiant. The crystal chandelier reflects a blurred halo, shining on the exquisite makeup and expensive clothing of men and women. The air is filled with high-end perfume, cigars and famous wines mixed together, a sweet smell that belongs to the upper class and is slightly flashy. There were false smiles and polite compliments as th
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