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Ancient Netherworld Record
Shen Yanzhi held the piece of straw paper covered with gears and levers, with wet ink marks still on his fingertips. The sandalwood scent lingered in the council hall, but it couldn't suppress the stagnant feeling in the air - just half an hour ago
376Reads—Score—Shelves
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Jiedushi's Reverse Journey
On the 42nd floor of the World Financial Center in Lujiazui, Shanghai, in the cubicle of the purchasing department of "World International Travel Service", Qiuhe Karim was typing on the keyboard quickly in front of three monitors.
368Reads—Score—Shelves
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Anne's Journey to the West
The dawn in the Gobi always has a rough tenderness. Bie Anni stood on the terrace of the "Hanhaitong" camel team headquarters, holding an unlit cigar between her fingertips, looking across the parking lot downstairs.
367Reads—Score—Shelves
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Lingguang Enters Jing
The fog at the southern foot of Purple Mountain is always thicker than in the city. At six o'clock in the morning, Kang Xia's off-road vehicle ran over the wet asphalt road, and its headlights penetrated the mist, illuminating the "Ming Xiaoling Cultural Relics Protection and Management Office"
359Reads—Score—Shelves
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The Wind Rises in Dayong City
The silver needle on Su Qingyuan's fingertips hung in the air. The moonlight outside the window filtered through the carved window lattice, casting a fine silver glow on the medicine case. She had just finished acupuncture for the old lady of the prime minister's house, which relieved the headaches she had suffered for many years.
355Reads—Score—Shelves
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Ming's Journey Against the Song Dynasty
Jitarik's fingertips swiped across the touch screen, and the real-time sales data that popped up on the screen resembled the clouds and mist in the tea mountains of his hometown in Yunnan. It seemed ethereal, but in fact it contained innumerable connections.
340Reads—Score—Shelves
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Milling Edge Reflects Song Chen
At 7:30 in the morning, the "Ruifeng Precision Machinery Co., Ltd." In Suzhou Industrial Park was still immersed in the light blue morning fog, and Yuchi Swain was already standing at the door of the workshop. He wears neatly pressed clothes
335Reads—Score—Shelves