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Copying Weapons: Counterattack from the Sick Son-In-Law
The doctor said that he was born with a strange disease. His internal organs were weaker than ordinary people and he would not live to be twenty-five years old. In his last life, he died on his twenty-fifth birthday, but now, he still has more than two years left. Could it be that even if he lives a new life, he still cannot escape the fate of death from illness? Or should he just watch that pair of bitches take over everything from him and continue to dominate? Not willing to give in! Xu Xu cle
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I Amazed the Whole World by Farming
Biting cold. Feeling of suffocation. My back bumped against something. Hard. With edges. The rough hemp fibers rubbed against her cheeks, itching and stinging with grit. An earthy smell penetrated into the nasal cavity, mixed with the vague, rust-like smell of blood. She is being dragged. This realization came to mind clearly. No screaming. No struggle. Su Qian just huddled quietly in that small space, like a piece of discarded dead wood. Pain? The dull pain in the back of her head, the burning
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The School Boy Has the God of War System
The morning air had a hint of coolness, and it penetrated into Su Nian's lungs, causing burning pain. She runs very fast. The skirt of the school uniform was blown up by the wind, revealing a slender ankle. The white canvas shoes on her feet had turned yellow from the washing, and the shoelaces were loosened on one side, flapping the uppers with the rhythm of her sprint. It's over, it's over, it's over. These three words were the only ones left in Su Nian's mind. In order to earn an extra thirty
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The Ending of Gao Ranxuan's Competition in Backlash
Gao Ranxuan was plotted to lose all his advantages before the crucial game, but Guo Qingxi used evidence of a "wrong call" to ignite his chances of victory; but when he thought the counterattack was successful, the real chain of counterattacks had just begun - every win pushed his opponent to pay a higher price.
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Silicon-Based Out of Control: Undercover Yang Jingxuan's Chess Game
Yang Jingxuan was sent to lurk in the "Silicon-based Flow" project. It looked like cold smart materials on the surface, but behind it was an emotional algorithm that could get out of control. After a mission failed, he was accidentally bound to the same "safety isolation agreement" with Zhou Wanqing. Recovery became the price and a breakthrough. Just when he thought he could stabilize the situation, the system began to learn from humans in reverse: lurking undercover, spreading out of control, a
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The Latent Son-In-Law Is Silent
The smell of disinfectant was like an invisible thorn that penetrated the silent nasal cavity, then went down the respiratory tract, stirring up a burst of pain in the lungs. He was standing in front of the sink, carefully washing a greasy plate. The water washed away the foam and made a gurgling sound. This was almost the only sound that belonged to him in the house. The cold porcelain plate was pressed against his fingertips, and he could clearly feel the remaining, solidified grease particles
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Are You Fighting for the Throne Just After Time Travel? Fortunately, I Am a Game
I died and I lived again. On a hardwood dragon bed that can break a person's waist. My mind felt like it was being stuffed into a high-speed drum washing machine. Countless memory fragments were churning wildly. Finally, with a "ding" sound, I pieced together a fact that was even more outrageous than the project I was working on before my sudden death. I, Earth Gold Medal Game Planner Meng Qi, successfully sent myself away and traveled through time after seventy-two consecutive hours of liver fa
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