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History Written Backwards
The "bees with quasi-long eyes" recorded in history books are right in front of us at this moment. The bridge of his nose is as high as a bee, and his eyes are slender and deep. But what those words didn't describe were the shadows under his eyes, the knife-like wrinkles on his forehead, and the lines on his lips caused by long-term tightening. The First Emperor looked much older than his forty-nine years. His exhaustion was not physical, but something deeper, like a deep well that was about to
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Bronze Star Contract: Beyond the Empire
Filter out. These two words are very common in reports. Among the massive amounts of data that Skynet processes every day, there will always be equipment failures, natural interference, or simply "invalid information" that the system cannot understand. Filtering is standard procedure. But he looked at the smoothed curve and the fleeting peak of agitation, and suddenly clicked on the detailed spectrum analysis. The waveform is amplified. It was not a messy noise, it had a structure - first there
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Moonlight and the Bride of the Abyss
It turns out that even the "home" she will live in in the future is a replica of her sister. Shen Qinghuan felt a sharp stabbing pain in his chest, but it was quickly covered up by numbness. She lowered her eyelashes: "I understand." Gu Chengze seemed to be satisfied with her obedience, but that was all. "You have three days to adapt. Three days later, the Gu's charity dinner will be your first public appearance as Mrs. Gu. Don't let me down." After saying that, he stopped looking at her, turned
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The Female Grain Merchant Who Returned from the Black Soil
Zhao Tiejun's face relaxed, and he even smiled: "That's pretty much it." Shen Maishu walked to the ditch with his boots, raised his hand, and threw the boots into the ditch. The ditch was full of water and rotten leaves. The boots sank and two bubbles appeared. Zhao Tiejun's face turned pale, then red, and finally turned green. Without saying a word, he turned around, took the reins from the messenger's hand, and mounted his horse. The bay-red horse was whipped violently by him, its front hooves
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The Craftsmen Rebelled
Inside Di'anmen, the former site of the Gunpowder Bureau. This was the place where gunpowder was made in the previous dynasty. During the Yongzheng period, a fire killed hundreds of craftsmen and it was abandoned. The courtyard is huge, with towering walls. The inside is covered with overgrown weeds and ruined walls, making it eerie even during the day. Ronglu set up the "Huangqingzhengshengtai" here in order to be quiet and blocked by high walls, so that the outside could not see what was going
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Red Sun Burning Sea
Twelve nautical miles away, the bridge of the "Zhenyuan" shook like a huge cast-iron honeycomb. Shen Cang's fingers slid across the brass pressure dial, feeling the subtle vibrations of the pointer. The dial glass reflects his thin face - he is thirty years old, with sunken eye sockets, and his skin has a light patina from the steam that has been overflowing from the boiler room all year round. He was wearing a fourth-grade military attaché robe, but he wore a heat-resistant leather apron, which
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The Collector and Her Rules Hunter
"This dust is not dust," she said. "It's skin. Human skin. Very, very fine, as fine as flour. All the dust in the whole hospital is skin. It's left by those who were corrected. Their bodies are still there, but their skin turns into dust, peeling off bit by bit, like a snake shedding its skin." Lidya Su walked to her side and looked down at the dust on the chair. It's off-white, very fine, and really doesn't look like ordinary dust. Ordinary dust contains debris of all kinds of things - fabric f
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