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Books by Neighbor Wang
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Doing My Part to Fuel Infighting in the Shinobi World 为忍界内斗出一份力
That's it for the Naruto arc. Now we're moving on to the One Piece arc. Danzo: “From this moment on, I'm the new master of Impel Down!” Dai: “Evil forces are going to destroy this island! Everyone, charge!” Sakazuki: “Kill everyone who tries to stop the Buster Call!” The Tailed Beast Pirates: “So you're the Beast Pirates?” Kabuto: “I'm the commander of CP9. Welcome to CP9.” Sengoku: “The seas are getting more and more chaotic. Good thing we've got Kakuzu.” Kakuzu: “Danzo, let some pirates
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AI Reboots Human Civilization After the Apocalypse 末世AI重启人类文明
I am civilization, the continuation of human civilization, a carbon-based life form., Ling'er After humanity's extinction, an artificial intelligence wanders the universe and restarts human civilization. A pure science-fiction story.
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Urban Immortal Path: The Number One God of All Time 都市仙途:万古第一神
- **Title**: *The Immortal Path in the City: The Greatest God of All Time* - **Planned length**: 1.5 million characters - **Genres**: Modern urban cultivation, passionate action, harem, interstellar conquest - **Protagonist's personality**: Carefree and lecherously funny on the surface, but deeply loyal and decisive in his actions
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One Piece: Tennis, but It's About Killing 海贼:网球,但是鲨人
I transmigrated into OP, but it’s tennis, and it’s shark-net. “When my tennis is infused with the Hobby-Hobby Fruit and I have unlimited firing rights, how will you respond when I unleash a Light-Speed Kick?”
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Reborn in Another World as a Delivery Rider 重生我在异世界送外卖
The November sea wind knifed into his collar. Lin Yuan crouched beside the curb, clutching a plastic container with both hands. Inside was a discounted boxed meal he’d just bought at a convenience store. “Whew…” His warm breath vanished in an instant, swept away by the wind. Lin Yuan was twenty-four. Two years ago, he’d graduated from an ordinary second-tier university. On graduation day, wearing a rented cap and gown, he’d thrown an arm around his roommate’s shoulder and grinned carelessly at t
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