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My Sword's Frost Chills Fourteen Provinces: Ensemble Cast, No Romance
Strong female lead / ensemble cast / no romance, coming-of-age / not mindless / multiple storylines. The title gives away the ending. Contains extensive descriptions of everyday life; readers who mind should proceed with caution. (The author will do their best to revise any flaws in the writing or worldbuilding. If you spot any issues, dear readers, please feel free to point them out~)
353Reads—Score—Shelves
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Laughing at My Bean Bag Was Fun Until She Asked the White House
[National Games + AI Competition + Group Portraits] The national fortune of the Dragon Kingdom has fallen for five consecutive years. This year, we drew lots and drew an E-level AI - Doubao. The whole Internet is laughing: What can a fool AI do? Doubao said: Give it a try. She holds a sword that is always held backwards, Start at No. 100 And work your way up one by one. After losing the game, she would sit by the wall in a daze, then take a bite of the cold buns and say: "Let them look down
269Reads—Score102Shelves
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Game Invasion: He Kissed Her Like Crazy and Killed Her Like Crazy
[Breaking Power] [Starting SSR] [Doomsday Survival] Players around the world are thrown into a doomsday game with a 365-day countdown to the North Pole. Only those who survive are eligible to jump. Yuan Liuxi and Cui Jiuen were lucky - they drew SSR Thousand Sun Sword and Time Pause at the beginning. In this world, if you don't kill people, people will kill you. But if you kill someone, the nail in your heart cannot be removed. They made an agreement: only kill monsters, only clear levels,
58Reads—Score—Shelves
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Where's the Holy Light You Promised? Why Is My Sanity Dropping?
[Contrast + Lovecraftian + transmigrate + System + Japanese-style otherworld] I transmigrated into the body of a nun, but I worship Great Cthulhu. Every day, I recite the *Necronomicon* before the holy statue, and the holy water starts bubbling on its own. I serve the bishop communion, and eyeballs sprout from the wafers on his plate. The inquisitor says I’m possessed by a demon, so I cry as I recite lines from *The King in Yellow*. The stigmata on his body start writhing, forming the words: “Sh
3Reads—Score—Shelves
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He Said He Regretted It
Chasing Wife/Delicate Pulling/Youth Ambiguity The past of youth in the front, chasing his wife in the crematorium behind Later he became the heir to the Xiao Group. I became his subordinate. He asked me: "Lu Ziqing, how long are you going to pretend?" I said, "Mr. Xiao, do we know each other?" He smiled, but his eyes were red. "I regret it."
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