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- Exiled Right After My Divorce 流放，刚好在和离后 Good news: I wasn't sentenced to exile. Bad news: I'm going into exile with them. There are no dangers along the way. The biggest danger is that my ex-husband is too weak. But I can handle the fighting myself. No need to trouble you. They are all exiled to the frontier. They refuse to be defeated by hardship, growing stronger and fighting back at the border. Everything only strengthens their resolve. Zhou Yan: “Why is Damae getting stronger and stronger? I can barely keep up.” Zhou Mo and the el 14.2kReads8.4Score12.5k14d adds
- Wasteland: Buying a House, I Like Living Alone 废土：买房，我喜欢独居 In a wasteland world, Lin Wan was alone. After awakening a useless “dreaming” ability, she worked hard to survive and dreamed of having a home of her own. Then, by a stroke of luck, things finally started going her way, and she slowly saved up the points she needed. But she had to get married too. No way. Her home could only belong to her. Someone said, “What's yours is yours.” If you put it that way, I might just not “go back.” (The final bonus scene echoes the first ability.) A special note: A 8.3kReads8.4Score68714d adds
- Reborn: The Healer Must Build a Career, Starting by Kicking Out the Scum 重生：医女要立业，烂人先踢开 A fictional historical novel. A reborn physician woman has returned, determined to kill the man who ruined her life in her previous life. She will spare none of the others who took part, either. After her death, her spirit stayed by his side. She watched him follow his cousin, distinguish himself through meritorious deeds, and build a career. It infuriated her. If I get another chance, I'll do it myself. But she holds no grudge against this man's cousin. From the time the physician was imprisone 60Reads—Score—14d adds
- Spare the Witch, I Can Do Magic, Make It, Make It Bigger 刀下留巫，我会魔法，变、变大 Chapter 1: Captured The sounds of fighting at the edge of the battlefield had not yet completely died away. The heavy stench of blood mingled with the earthy smell of mud, filling the damp air. Prisoners from the defeated side were roped together and driven forward like livestock. The young witch was among them. She was wrapped in an oversized gray cloak, its hem caked with mud. Her exposed ankles were filthy too. Among the prisoners around her, a few pointy-eared little goblins sobbed, while se 8Reads—Score—14d adds
