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Books by Peace Every Year
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Chinese Showbiz: Restoring a Perfect Life from 2002 华娱：从2002修复完美人生
The rating just came out. It'll go up later! [Heroine pursues first + Making up for regrets + Gaining the ability to perform characters' skills + Two heroines] Lin Fu returns to 2002. By using his golden finger to bind himself to the first heroine, Liu Yifei, and repair her regret-filled life, he can earn Repair Points. [Congratulations, Host. You spent 100 Repair Points to perfectly correct a physical flaw.] [Congratulations, Host. You spent 8 Repair Points to successfully restore a damaged
372Reads5.4Score102Shelves
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Fleeing Famine, Farming with Money, Food, and a Big Knife: You Call This Silly Wife? 逃荒种田：有钱有粮有大刀，你管这叫傻媳？
[Fleeing famine and farming + cozy family life with few awful relatives + golden finger + no brainless characters + sweet romance] How could this be? Top agent Lin Yueru died and ended up in the body of a fool fleeing famine! Fortunately, Heaven had a little mercy and gave her a space with a spiritual spring as her golden finger! Lin Yueru rubbed her hands together. Along the way, she slipped the Han family a chicken here and a bag of rice there, enjoying a pretty good life while they fled the f
189Reads6.7Score—Shelves
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Honghuang: From Lazy Magpie to Saint Through Nest-Building 洪荒：从摆烂喜鹊到筑喜成圣
Transmigrated into the Primordial World as a magpie, I watched all living beings fight over opportunities and get dragged into calamities. I chose to follow the way of supreme goodness, like water: it benefits all things and contends with none! I hide beside Nuwa, take it easy, and build up good fortune. I don’t compete or fight, calamities steer clear of me, and opportunities come knocking on their own. All I want is a peaceful life of slacking off, yet somehow I end up slacking my way to Saint
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I Became a Hegemon in the Three Kingdoms 我在三国当霸主
I was young, but never dared to write of youthful abandon. The world was in turmoil; with my spear, I would decide the fate of the realm. Who could stand against three thousand elite warriors? I rode out, commanding the storm, my feather fan raised. I broke enemy formations with a laugh, leaving seven stars in wine for future generations. I healed the world and sought to ask the people if they had enough to eat and stay warm. War and killing went on without end; deceit and schemes were limitless
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