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The Whole Network Is Blocked, I Dominate the Wilderness with My Hands
I used to be top-notch, but now I am in debt. In a survival variety show, others risk their lives while I lie flat. They laughed at me for being Buddhist, and I laughed at them for being too impatient. After all, only when the tide goes out do you know who is swimming naked, and I was not only wearing underpants, but also swimming on my back. Xiaoxianrou from the same period: "Shi Yang is a waste, just waiting to be eliminated!" Turning around, I used his discarded materials to make an automatic
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Doomsday Brewer
Do you think the biggest shortage in the wasteland is food and bullets? No, it's something that can make people temporarily forget their despair—wine! When life becomes worthless, a drop of wine can awaken the soul. How could Meng Chun, a weak winemaker, use the fragrance in his hands to tame countless bloodthirsty wasteland warriors, use a glass of wine to buy shelter, exchange for information, and even create a utopia only for drunkards? "Doomsday Winemaker", wine does not intoxicate peopl
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You Discharge Nuclear Wastewater, I Am Forced to Open Business
The "Live Broadcasting System of Merit" was bound to the game at the beginning. I thought it was a royal script for slaying demons and achieving enlightenment. Unexpectedly, the first task released by the system was-"Ask the anchor to start the broadcast on time at 8 o'clock in the evening and use the principles of quantum mechanics to demonstrate the cause of the wave of resentful spirits on Metro Line 14." As a result, the most hardcore anchor in history was born: one second he used "Schröding
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Waking up in 1988: Hot Pot, Old Wine and Old Wharf
At Tuojiang Wharf in 1988, Chen Fei was a well-known drunkard and a joke among the neighbors. Who would have thought that these hands, which could only hold wine bowls, were once the most stable knives in the dock? A sudden change occurred, the red oil in the hot pot restaurant was overturned, and the brother's blood was still cold. Chen Fei dropped the bottle at that moment, his eyes were colder than a knife. Since the tide of the times is going to swallow people up, let's see whether it is the
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