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There Is the Smell of Bread in the Wind
Su Nian, an observer at Yundingshan Weather Station, is the loneliest person in the world. There is only the sound of wind, rain and cold data in her world. The only solace was the morning broadcast from the bakery at the foot of the mountain - the man with a warm voice would use the weather forecast and the aroma of bread to create a window into the fireworks of the world for her monotonous days. Lu Yu, the owner of the "Weather Bakery", has an unwritten rule: bake lemon tarts on sunny days, ma
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13-Layer Life Blind Box
The elevator button on the 13th floor of the office building is broken. Every time you press it, the elevator will randomly stop in "Another Life" - the protagonist is an ordinary clerk. The first time he presses the "Entrepreneurship Success Version": he is wearing a suit, and the "Entrepreneur of the Year" certificate hangs in the office; the second time he presses it, the "Unemployed Version Life": he sells roasted sweet potatoes at the subway entrance, and his fingers are red from the cold;
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Goodwill in the Last Days, Time Bank
In the 10th year of the apocalypse, "water, food, and medicine" are no longer the scarcest resources - humans have experienced "life span decay" after nuclear pollution, and the average life span is only 30 years old. A "life countdown" will automatically appear on everyone's wrist. The only way to extend life is to "store kindness" in the "time bank": helping others repair a radio can give you 2 hours of life; saving a child who is about to starve to death can give you 3 hours. Life span; if yo
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My Life Editing Permissions
Chen Mo, a social worker struggling in the 996 Welfare Report, accidentally broke into the "non-existent bookstore" in the company's stairwell late one night when he was working overtime until he was suffocated. The bookstore owner told him that every book here is a "life script" of a living person, which can be read at will, and even... Can be modified. When Chen Mo changed his script from "being scolded by his boss" to "being praised by his boss" with trepidation, and it came true, he thought
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The Fragrance of Wheat in the Ashes
The roar of the active volcano engulfed the bustling town under ashes, order collapsed, and hope was slim. Feinan, the baker, lit the fire with the remaining grain in the basement and used the aroma of bread to guard the remaining warmth of humanity. However, when scarce supplies and suspicious people are intertwined, when collapsed and dilapidated buildings and polluted water sources are approaching, can this goodwill continue? A cup of coffee from a neighbor leads to an unexpected alliance. In
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Sunset and Test Tube
The world of art student Chi Muwan is like the gorgeous sunset on the canvas; the world of chemistry researcher Lu Zhiheng is like the cold molecules in the test tube. They were strangers living across the street, until a bizarre dream exchange connected the two lonely souls. She dreamed that he was wearing a white coat, frowning over a failure in the late-night laboratory; he dreamed that she was holding a paintbrush, crying for a touch of color in the dimly lit studio. In reality, she looked a
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Dedicated to You in the Corner
Su Mo is a talented screenwriter who lives in a world of words, but suffers from severe social anxiety. She can write the most touching lines, but she can't say a complete sentence to people. Her world was so quiet that only the sound of typing on the keyboard remained. Lu Yusheng, a drama actor standing in the spotlight, can talk and laugh with the whole world. He is the king on the stage and the sun among the crowd, but inside he is an island after the hustle and bustle. He feels that he has "
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Villain Partners: Fixed
I was selected by a system called "Villain Revisionism" and traveled around the world of anime. My mission is to become the "wall-breaker" for those charismatic yet tragic villains before they completely fall into the abyss of darkness. In the name of a close friend, I revealed to Xia Youjie the higher form of "righteousness" when he was doubting his life, so that he could willingly direct the power of the curse at his real enemy. I once transformed into a mentor, and when Obito was blinded by h
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My Milk Tea Shop Is Exclusively for Cultivators
In the apocalyptic era of thin spiritual energy, when all cultivators were fighting for a low-quality elixir, Lin Zhou's milk tea shop quietly opened. Ordinary people drank it to keep fit, and office workers drank 996 to say goodbye. However, cultivators have discovered that a cup of "Aura Pearl Milk Tea" is far more effective than orthodox elixirs! As a result, this milk tea shop hidden deep in an alley has become the most popular holy place in the world of cultivation. The orthodox alchemy sec
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The Seed Hunter's Final Checklist
In the eighth year of the apocalypse, the earth withered and turned yellow. Human beings suffered from "skin ulcer disease" while lingering on the "synthetic nutrient solution" and forgot the smell of wheat. My name is Gu Yuan, a "seed hunter" with a yellowed list in my pocket, walking between sandstorms and acid rain, just to find the legendary "plant seed bank". Potatoes, tomatoes, cabbage... The names on the list were lit up by me one by one, but the real goal was to let the golden wheat wave
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I Became a Master of Cultivation by Collecting Scraps
Others rely on heaven and earth and magical elixirs to cultivate immortality. I, Jiang Che, rely on mountains of electronic waste. When the cultivators were beaten to death for a low-grade spiritual stone, I silently dismantled a scrapped air conditioner and extracted three kilograms of "spiritual copper"; when the master of weapon refinement lamented that black iron was hard to find, I swept out half a ton of "black iron filings" from a pile of old mobile phone motherboards. My scrap station is
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