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You Can Withdraw Cash Just by Hanging up the AFK, and You Will Be Left Flat for a Week at the Beginning.
Slow pace + Shenhao + Many women + Daily life An inch of time is worth an inch of gold, but an inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time. However, the low monthly salary makes it difficult for people to feel the preciousness of time. Instead, they can only feel the difficulty of life. 23-Year-old Song Wencai has only been in the workplace for one year, but he was so overwhelmed by the 996 fortune report that he lost the vigor that a young man should have in the past. Work is for life, but life sho
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High Radiation? Don't Be Afraid, I Have Koi Luck!
[Daily articles collected from the wasteland + cp + heroine's growth flow] Yuan Shu died suddenly after staying up late on the eve of the civil service exam, and came to a world with severe radiation. Radiated plants and severely mutated alien beasts severely compressed the living space of people in the wasteland. She is anxious about gathering food every day. Fortunately, she has a materialization card that can materialize resources, so she no longer has to worry about food, clothing, housing a
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The Great Magician in the City
[Superpower]+[Multiple Women]+[Daily]+[Slow Pace] The legendary archmage, the Shadow Monarch, exchanged his own life for the final victory. When I woke up again, I had arrived on this blue planet. There was no elemental power here, and he spent twenty-three years quietly, almost unable to practice. Just when I thought I would spend the rest of my life like this, my fate, which had been dormant for many years, suddenly changed. All of this started when a god-sister, whom she had not seen for many
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Unfilial Children and Grandchildren: Mom Finally Stopped
Wang Jinfeng was a textile factory worker who had been busy all her life. In her later years, despite the obstacles of her health and her children, she insisted on delivering food to her young daughter at work. Later, she fell while walking and hit her head on the ground. She was reborn, but she believed that she had suffered enough from the torture of a large family in her previous life, so she vowed never to serve her again in this life. The juniors suddenly realized that she had finally calme
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The Top of the Wealthy Family: Zaizai's Father Is the Group Favorite
When the CEO of the technology iceberg collided with the down-and-out dad, a 24-hour live broadcast of a wealthy family's parenting variety show turned out to be the awakening of the cute kid's superpowers. The silver-haired kid of the technology tycoon on the scene became the most popular in the animal world. The angry singer relied on his niece's paintbrush to win the wealthy family.
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Nine Heavens Divine Thunder
The thirty-seventh cracked pattern on the bronze mirror was leaking blood, and Chu Yang knew that noon was coming again. He stared at the pale face in the mirror - the dark red dragon pattern at the corner of his left eye rose and fell with his breathing like a living thing, as if there were scales running under the skin. The crisp sound of bronze bells came from the window, three feet closer than yesterday.
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Immortal for Ninety Thousand Years, I Will Become the Lord of Taboos
Ninety thousand years ago, he was Lu Chen, the supreme king of the Immortal Realm, but he was stripped of his bones by his best friend Xiao Shitian and took the throne, and fell into the mortal world. Ninety thousand years later, he is the humblest sweeper of the Qinglan Sect, bound to the [Immortality System] - **Every year of life, all attributes are superimposed by 1%**! When the genius of the sect laughed at him, "An ant deserves to hold a broom?", Lu Chen lowered his head and swept the floo
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The Final Ten Days of Life and Death
The protagonist Qi Xia wakes up in a mysterious room with nine other people and is forced to participate in the death game. In the section about the last things that happened before coming here, everyone won the first game by mistake, but the room began to collapse. At the critical moment, the new character Lin Yu appears and leads everyone to safety. They are about to face more unknown dangers and challenges, and on this ten-day journey, they will explore the hope of survival.
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Xingqiong Credit Knife Man
In 2145 AD, mankind entered the "Star Energy Era". The ancient "Star Aperture" technology ignited the flame of supernatural awakening, but it also brought fatal pollution that corroded the mind. The interstellar plutocrats shroud the world like a shadow, greedily absorbing the star energy and the foundation of earth civilization - the "star marrow". In this universe reshaped by technology and madness, a forgotten ancient profession has quietly reappeared - knife creditor. Lu Li, the last descend
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My World Is Full of Flowers
Everyone has a heart. Everyone has a world. Every world breeds all things. The world of mortals, the world of immortals, the world of Buddhism, the world of Taoism, the world of Confucianism, the world of demons, the world of ghosts. These big known worlds are also surrounded by thousands of small worlds. The protagonist Xu Xiao travels through all major interfaces with one sword, crossing the long rivers of time, and needs to find his own world.
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A Number That Only I Can See
When Cheng Weiwan was five years old, he saw numbers above other people's heads for the first time. The neighbor old lady's number was [0004] - she left four days later. At the age of twenty-five, he finally understood: those numbers were countdowns, calculated in days. He never dared to look above his head. Until one rainy night, a strange man broke open his door and pointed at the top of his head, trembling: "Why is the top of your head golden?" Cheng Weiwan saw his number for the first time:
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Urban Peak Hero
The rain hitting the rusty fire escape sounded like pebbles hitting empty cans. Lin Mo wiped his face. The smell of plastic from the inferior raincoat mixed with the smell of metal rust and chemicals in the air that never dissipated went straight into his nose. The halo of neon lights twists and flows on the wet ground, red, green, and blue, dyeing the puddled cement floor under your feet like an overturned palette, cold and cheap
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Counterattack on the City Three Things
The acid rain smashed the bulletproof glass of the hovercar into sticky green spots, like pus dripping from a dying beast. Zhang Hao was sitting in the passenger seat, tapping the cold alloy door handle unconsciously with his knuckles. Every stroke is precisely stuck in the gap between the impact of raindrops, click, click, click, like the countdown second hand
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The Adventures of Douglas
The putrid mud was mixed with slag, wrapped in the aura of despair, and smashed into Lirael's face. She choked violently, her lungs burning, and every gasp felt like she was swallowing hot gravel. Not a dream. The cold despair seized her instantly, far more piercing than the cold wind that smelled of sulfur and rotten flesh blowing from the depths of the mine.
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Jiuyou's Magical Power Dominates the World
The Taotie pattern on the bronze tripod opened its bloody mouth under the candlelight, and three severed fingers were stuck between the beast's teeth. "A sacrificial vessel that has not been consecrated for three hundred years -" Chu Linyuan wiped the ears of the tripod with his right hand wrapped in gauze, and rust mixed with blood scabs fell on the treasure appraisal table, "it is quite vicious."
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Daozong Sword
When Xue Yue climbed up the eaves, the hairs on the back of Chu Chen's neck suddenly exploded. The third eye of the three-eyed crow glowed green in the dark, and the tip of its beak was still stained with the blood of an unknown unlucky person. He subconsciously grabbed the broom tightly - this beast just pecked through the wrist of the handyman Lao Wu yesterday.
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The Rise of the Domineering President
Acid rain beats against the neon tubes, and turbid water snakes down the twisted metal pipes, forming puddles on the oil-stained ground that reflect the morbid light.
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Cyber Tiandao Refuses After-Sales Service
Xu Bingyong became a vegetative state in the laboratory explosion, but his consciousness was torn in half: one half was as withered as rotten wood in the cyber ward in 2025, and the other half was slowly rotting in the most filthy "dirty wasteland" in the world of immortality. When his mind was forcibly bound to the [Tiandao After-Sales Terminal], he became the craziest fate dealer in both worlds - he put the poisonous lady's "analgesia" on the Tiandao Xianyu, and was instantly photographed by t
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Wukong, Your KPI Has Dropped Again!
Learning from Experience is a KPI reform pilot project led by Heaven. Tang Seng is a former human resources director who is on the road with severe PPT dependence; Sun Wukong is a former Huaguoshan CEO who failed in his business and was forced to re-employ with an "anti-impulse golden hoop"; Zhu Bajie is a senior fishing expert and is good at 36 reasons for asking for leave; Sha Monk is the secretary of Qianjuan Wang and suffers from severe burnout. As the four masters and apprentices traveled w
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I'm Watching a Show About Wealthy Businessmen's Battles
The rain hit the window edge with the smell of rust, and the splash of dark red spots slowly engulfed the metal window frame. Lin Feng wiped the dagger with a cloth soaked in gun oil, scraping off a thin layer of rusted metal shavings with every push. The M9 military bayonet that had been with him for seven years, the shallow groove on the spine that he had personally ground to break the enemy's bones, began to show ominous orange-red spots on the edge. The rain in the abyss can even digest stee
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Desperate Gambler: from Loser to Crown
[E-sports + system + burning + group image growth] > **"How can you lose every day when betting on dogs? This time, I will make a comeback!"** When he was kicked away by a wealthy team, Jiang Yu clenched his trembling hands as he listened to the insults from the "e-sports cancer" in the audience. He was burdened with millions in liquidated damages and was practicing as a contemporary in a dark Internet cafe. In the middle of the night when he lost his tenth consecutive game, he was bound to the
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Jiuyoutianjing
The blue-gray tile eaves glowed a dark red like rust under the blood moon, and the broken Ye family flag was blown by the wind. Ye Chen squatted in the shadow of the eaves of the ancestral hall, clutching a melting bronze arithmetic piece in his left hand - the arithmetic beads burned in his palm, but strangely did not leave any scars.
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Knife Shadow Knight
Lin Xiao knelt on the cold sapphire bricks of the ancestral hall, with three incense sticks broken into six pieces in his palms. The incense ash fell into the copper basin, but suddenly a strange whirlpool appeared. The ashes swam at the bottom of the basin, as if being pulled by invisible hands, and gradually condensed into a dragon shape the size of a fingernail.
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The Two Ways of the Nine Nether Demons
The spiritual rice sticks between the fingers, with a sweet smell of putrefaction. Lin Mo stared at the few grains of rice in his palm that should have been as white as jade, but now they seemed to be soaked in ink, with the edges curled and blackened. He rubbed it vigorously, and the black stain was stubbornly embedded in the rice grains, but the water used to wash the rice had an unsettling oily sheen.
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Jiuyou Tiangong Bamo
Lin Hao hunched over and dug his skinny fingers into the mud accumulated by rotten leaves. Every breath he took had a rusty smell. Sweat smeared his eyes and stung him, but he didn't dare to raise his hand to wipe it. The sky above the head that should have been gray was now rolling with an almost solidified dark red color, like a scab from a huge wound, weighing down so heavily that one's spine creaked.
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