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Books by Shen the Third, Who Loves Tomato Enzymes
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It's Snowing at the Beginning to Rob a Bank, I Am the King of Dungeon Gangsters 开局大雪抢银行，我是副本悍匪王
Wang Xiao hit rock bottom in America and set out to rob a bank, only to be shot in the head by an old lady. When he opened his eyes again, the Bandit Dungeon System had activated. He could enter random bandit dungeons, and all the money he stole would come back with him to the real world. "Either make something of yourself or lose your head." No saintly nonsense, no taking things lying down, just decisive violence. After 400 chapters, it's nothing but pure wish fulfillment.
3.2kReads—Score310Shelves
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Free America: I’m the Bank’s One-Man Army 自由美利坚，我是银行火力王
1997, Chicago. Law and order had fallen apart. An FBI agent stopped a young Chinese man in an alley and questioned him. Three days later, the newly transmigrated man used a handgun to rob his first bank. At the time, no one in the world knew what that meant. At the Citibank South City branch, he used a homemade signal emulator to disable the alarm system and make off with three million dollars. When the police arrived, all that remained was a street littered with shell casings. Outside the state
1.6kReads—Score108Shelves
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I Died Suddenly and Reincarnated as a Mob Enforcer: New York's Gun-Toting King 猝死穿成黑手套，我是纽约刀枪炮
“System, tell me about myself.” “Host Wang Xiao, bound to the Guns and Blades System.” “Territory: all of New York.” “Available manpower: 9,527.” “Title: King of New York.” Wang Xiao looked at himself in the mirror and couldn't help humming a song: The green hills cannot hide the river; in this golden robe, I have no regrets! The land remembers no heroes' dance; before you know it, you're left sighing in solitude! Someone asked, “If you cross Wang Xiao in New York, is there any way to survive?”
1.2kReads—Score—Shelves
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The Northern Frontier: From Scavenger to Top Dog 北境：从捡破烂到扛把子
I was a Night City hacker in 2077. After dropping dead from overwork, I transmigrated into the world of Game of Thrones as the bastard son of a minor lord on the border of the North. From the start, I had one broken-down castle, three old and sickly retainers, and two months until winter. The good news: I’m a lord’s son. The bad news: I’m a bastard, and my father left me only one ancient servant. When I was eight, I found a dying direwolf pup in the forest. When I was twenty-nine, I finally beca
644Reads—Score—Shelves
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My Days Selling Boxed Meals in the Middle East 我在中东卖盒饭的日子
“Don’t write off the young, middle-aged, or old as poor. Keep the toughest life going, and live the wildest life.” Wang Jianguo, an unemployed chef from Northeast China, is tricked by a crooked recruiter into going to the Middle East to sell boxed meals. He thinks he’s hit “rock bottom,” but instead becomes “a lifesaver on the battlefield.” After the leader of an armed group tastes his braised pork, he announces on the spot, “From now on, anyone who lays a hand on Chef Wang is picking a fight wi
175Reads—Score—Shelves
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Clearing America, Starting at Gunpoint 从枪口下开始通关美利坚
“FBI! OPEN THE DOOR!!” Four in the morning, an apartment in South Los Angeles. Wang Xiao wakes up in the body of a wanted criminal. Outside, federal agents are pounding on the door. An M4A1 is hidden in the kitchen. He doesn't hesitate. After emptying all thirty rounds, he jumps from the third floor into a garbage pile and runs six blocks with shards of glass embedded in his feet. This is his first career instance. One identity every week, one brush with death every week. From wanted criminal to
120Reads—Score—Shelves
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I Uphold Federal Law: I’ll Clean House Back Home and Rise to the Top 我奉联邦律令，回家扫黑平步青云
Wang Ling transmigrates to Nanwang Town in the Federation and becomes a trainee law enforcement officer. Here, human lives are worth less than grass, and powerful clans run everything. The law is nothing but a fig leaf for the powerful. In court, the common people kneel in rows, crying, “Honorable magistrate, please deliver justice!” He draws his gun and fires into the air. “Stand up. No kneeling!” A central government notice announcing a crackdown on organized crime is posted on the door. Xu La
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