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Online Games: I Am Cultivating Immortality in the Game
His eyes fell on the screen of the old computer on the bedside table. The screen is on, and it stays on the homepage of an official game website - "Era of Immortality". Daxia united 27 countries to build it at a cost of 400 billion. The AI brain runs with full power, no human intervention, all five senses are open, and the simulation degree is 99%. Below is a line of gilded characters: "The Era of Immortal Cultivation, the Second Life, is waiting for you to open it."
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It's the End of the World, but I've Traveled to the End of Han Dynasty!
Liu Ye, the manager of the doomsday survivors, took the "Ark" city and traveled to the late Han Dynasty before the Yellow Turban Uprising, and landed in a small village on the verge of destruction. He used the resources and knowledge of the "Kingdom of God" to create a powerful base from scratch that combined ancient tenacity and modern organizational power. In troubled times, he must not only hide the secrets of the "Kingdom of God", but also use its power rationally, absorb historical talents,
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In Ancient Times, I Just Wanted to Lay Down the System but Forced Me to Build Infrastructure.
Lin Xian, in his previous life, was a student majoring in chemical engineering and materials at a 985 university (the scumbag of a top student). He was proficient in mathematics, physics and chemistry. His life creed was "hard work may not necessarily lead to success, but it will definitely be easy if you don't work hard." After time travel, my dream was to eat and die and be a quiet salted fish, but the system disagreed.
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Punchline: Mommy, Tear up Your Scumbag Daddy with Your Hands!
Lin Miao regained consciousness amid a burst of biting coldness and the nauseating smell of disinfectant. No, it's not so much a recovery as a brutal "loading". Consciousness was suddenly pulled back like a kite with its string cut off, and what followed was a flood of memory fragments - memories belonging to another "Lin Miao", a memory of a social beast who stayed up late to read a sadistic book called "The Rich Family's Favor: The President's Substitute Wife", and angrily complained that "the
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Young Master, Your Sword Crushed My Herbs.
The Great Zhou Dynasty, the divine capital of Luojing. The night was dark, except for a few slight mechanical sounds coming from an abandoned courtyard in the northwest corner of Prince Yong's Mansion. A rockery stone covered with dead vines was quietly removed, revealing a hole that could only allow one person to pass through. A slightly embarrassed figure came out, first looked around warily, and then quickly patted the dust on the brocade robe. The moonlight was like water, reflecting his you
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