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Books by Little Weird Potato
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Plane Crash Survivor: A Deserted Island Survival Journal 空难幸存者，荒岛生存日记
(Wilderness + survival + island) Damn, damn. The bad news: a plane crash. The good news: I seem to be completely unharmed. The bad news: the rescue team hasn't shown up after ages. The good news: my survival situation isn't too bad.
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So What If I Practice Medicine Illegally? 我就非法行医，咋的
Who’s cruel enough to make someone go pick up forty-nine grains of rice from a cemetery in the middle of the night? Wait, hasn’t his heart condition, which he’s had for years, gotten better? So this guy really is a miracle doctor?
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Let Me Offer One More Sacrifice 待朕再献祭一把
At the arena, he encounters a savage beast with terrifying, monstrous strength. He gives it everything he has, but can't defeat it! Spectators: "He's a noble from ancient Shenzhou, but he's still just an ordinary person. How can he possibly stand against that savage beast?" "I bet on the beast today. That's a sure win, isn't it?" The protagonist smiles faintly. "Why not just sacrifice it?" As he speaks, he grabs the savage beast and sacrifices it in an instant!…
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Zhu Youjian, Get Lost. Let Your Ancestor Take Over 朱由检滚开，让你祖宗我来
“Good heavens, he’s come back from the dead!” “Then hurry up and help me down.” “But, Your Majesty, weren’t you going to die for your country?” “To hell with dying for the country! I’m Taizu!”
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Transmigrated as Sun Chuanting: I Slap Chongzhen Silly 穿成孙传庭，扇烂崇祯脸
“How many troops will it take to wipe out the rebels this time?” “Five thousand will be enough.” When Emperor Chongzhen heard the number, his face split into a delighted grin. But he never dreamed that Sun Chuanting, whom he had kept locked up for three years, would slap him twice so hard that stars burst before his eyes. The eunuch beside them was scared out of his wits. “All that's left is to make up the difference with these two slaps from Your Majesty.”
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Girl, Let Go of My Body 丫头，放开我身体
Always pushing the limits, but never crossing the line. I open my eyes and discover I’ve transmigrated. And not just any transmigration: a triple transmigration. What am I supposed to do about this? A child of eight or nine is living inside my mature, gorgeous body, while my soul has transmigrated into the body of a strapping young man in his prime. This is a mess.
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