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Books by Money Slave
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From the Fanqie books we index, matched on the author's name.
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A Day in My Life as a Makeup Artist at the Marquis's Manor: Vlog 我在侯府当妆娘的日常Vlog
[Ancient-Style Transmigration, Light System, Everyday Life, Relaxed and Healing, Slow-Burn Sweet Romance, Maid's Rise Through the Ranks, Good-for-Nothing's Comeback, Opening a Shop and Getting Rich, Feel-Good Story with No Angst] [The author guarantees this is all handmade!] Su Wan became famous after creating a stunning makeup look. Before she could fully enjoy her newfound fame and fortune, she died while doing a good deed. When she opened her eyes again, she had become a low-ranking maid sold
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After Becoming the Demon Lord, I Turned Myself In to the Nation 穿成魔尊后我将自己上交国家
[Patriotic + Feel-Good Story + No Romance + Ensemble Cast + Nation-Building] Lin Xiaoman was an upstanding young woman from a good family, and on her twentieth birthday, she was hit by a car while crossing the street. But three minutes later, she got back up and crawled around in a grotesque, twisted fashion in full view of everyone. No one knew that during those three minutes, she had spent three years as a Demon Venerable in the Cultivation Realm. Today was the life-or-death moment when the ri
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Republican Era: The Six-and-a-Half-Year-Old Top Agent 民国：顶级特工六岁半
Du Ruo opens her eyes to discover she has accidentally transmigrated to 1938 and become a child from the Sakura Nation. A System is bound to her, too! By day, she’s an innocent little girl; by night, she becomes a phantom, reaping lives. With the System at her side, she knows exactly what her enemies are thinking. Once her visual disguise is activated, the citywide lockdown is as good as useless. When the Sakura Nation’s elite hunt the phantom across the city, no one suspects that the little gir
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After I Transmigrated to the Cultivation World, I Became a Devoted Boyfriend 穿越后我在修仙界做二十四孝男友
He and she were childhood sweethearts, close as could be. One day, she transmigrated and became a good-for-nothing with five spiritual roots and a naturally leaky constitution that made cultivation impossible. She was born against the will of the Heavenly Dao, its abandoned child. He, on the other hand, could level up without cultivating, made top-grade pills no matter what he refined, and stumbled into opportunities wherever he went. All the big shots chased after him, eager to feed him. She wa
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