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Books by Ten-Thousand-Year Evil Dragon

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  1. A Satellite Linked to My Brain, Zeya Thinks for Me 卫星直连大脑,泽雅代替思考 Sci-Fi & Apocalypse894k WordsOngoing The very first second after I transmigrated, an artificial satellite from another dimension locked onto my brain. Two million trillion calculations per second were piped straight into my neurons. The enemy mecha’s trajectory? Crystal clear, like watching it in slow motion. Twelve-G maneuvers? Zeya had already calculated how every muscle fiber should contract. [Zeya alert: 411 enemy units on the current battlefield. Propellant at 12%. Recommended tactic: inertial drifting and momentum-assisted ki 1.5kReads—Score119Shelves
  2. I Open 00 and Correct SEED 我开00修正seed 578k WordsOngoing On April 1, C.E. 70, at the colonial satellite Heliopolis, Ji Qianye awakens from a drunken haze. Before he can even process the memories of his divine counterpart, the soft warmth in his arms and a sweet fragrance wafting over him leave him completely frozen: Sheryl Nome, the galactic fairy of Macross, is sleeping with her head on his arm! “Compensation delivered. We wish you a pleasant life in the C.E. era.” The god’s final message fades from his mind. Looking at his very real wife before him, 264Reads5.1Score—Shelves
  3. The Director Picked Up a Son from a Meteorite Crater 总监从陨石坑捡回个儿子 278k WordsOngoing On March 17, 2000, a streak of white light split the night sky over the Kanto Plain. United Nations Secretary-General Soichiro Sawai rushed to the impact site and, in a crater two hundred meters wide, found himself a son. A white carapace cracked apart. A young monster transformed into a human baby, whose golden eyes gazed upon the world for the first time. Sawai didn’t send him to a laboratory. He registered him as his son. [Photon purity: 300% of the theoretical limit] [Energy wavelength: A pe 8Reads—Score—Shelves
  4. They Made You the God of Life, and You Greened the Underworld 让你当生命神,你把冥界绿化了 127k WordsOngoing Pope Sage had lived for nearly three hundred years. What hadn’t he seen? But he swore he’d never seen a train that could fly through the sky with a rabbit-eared nose. The train not only ignored the barrier he’d set up as Pope, it also landed right in front of Manigoldo, whom he was about to take on as a disciple. A fuzzy, unidentified creature could be seen jumping around in the window, yelling, “Watch your step, pa!” Then a three-year-old boy was thrown out. The train let out a hoarse whistle a 6Reads—Score120Shelves
  5. I Just Want to Slack Off, but a Gacha Machine Spun Up an Industrial Revolution 只想摸鱼,扭蛋扭出个工业革命 Historical1.4M WordsOngoing The Great Huang Dynasty is teetering on the brink of collapse, with powerful clans rising within and cavalry from the grasslands threatening from without. Ji Jingyang looks at the anime figurine and futuristic technology he just pulled from a capsule toy machine, lost in thought. Since I can’t go back, I might as well reshape Great Huang into a place I like! Infrastructure development begins: [Telescope] + [Hot-air balloon] → Build an ancient-world air force and gain a 100% bird’s-eye view of th 4Reads—Score—Shelves
  6. Help! My Shelter Is Full of Otherworldly Attention Seekers 救命!我的庇护所全是异界显眼包 Sci-Fi & Apocalypse451k WordsOngoing My public identity: the prince of the Star Kingdom, the last hope bearing the fate of humanity. My real identity: a GM with a stomachache from being tormented by players, who just wants to clock out. My golden finger: a group of players from another world, also known as the “Attention-Seeker Legion.” I need to scout the terrain. I post a quest. The players say to the locals, full of confidence: “So what? We’re professionals!” The locals then imagine an epic saga ten thousand words long and mista 2Reads—Score—Shelves
  7. A Shiny Eevee from the Start, and a Digivice to Boot? 开局闪光伊布,还送神圣计划? 263k WordsOngoing After transmigrating to the Pokemon world, Sun Simiao spent ten years shoveling sheep dung, 3,650 days in all. At last, the night before school started had arrived. His dad had spent a fortune on an egg containing a Shiny Eevee. Silver-white fur, icy blue eyes, a one-in-ten-thousand color variant. But there was an extra egg in the delivery box. Black. Cold. No heartbeat. Its shell felt like metal. When it hatched, there was no light, no sound, and all the monitors went black. Then a black orb sm 2Reads—Score—Shelves
  8. The Emerald Green Planet 那颗翠绿的星球 Eastern Fantasy442k WordsOngoing I transmigrated straight into a hellish situation from the start: my wife was frail, I was a bankrupt noble drowning in debt, and I couldn’t even afford next month’s bread! Just as I was losing hope, a divine investor descended from the heavens and activated my golden finger, the [Dream Space]! I thought it was just a completely secure “private room,” but one slip of the hand and I forcibly pulled in the “agents” of other gods! Looking at the future bigwigs staring warily at me, I could only 1Reads—Score—Shelves