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  1. High Martial World: My Everyman Talent Keeps Getting Exposed by Goddesses 高武,我的路人天赋总被女神曝光 Urban581k WordsOngoing 1974. A few young people arrived deep in the Qinling Mountains. Back then, the mountains were high and the roads were long. The water of the Yue River was so clear you could see your face in it. In spring, they cut grass; on summer nights, they washed clothes. After the autumn harvest, they gathered around a transistor radio to listen to songs. In winter, heavy snow sealed off the mountains, and they huddled together in an earthen house to roast sweet potatoes. Someone learned what it was like t 10.1kReads7.6Score696Shelves
  2. High Martial: What Do You Mean the Random Passerby Is the Demon King’s Protector? 高武,什么叫路人是魔王护啊? Urban160k WordsOngoing In the Starsea Era, martial arts reach the divine, and prodigies rise like stars. Some carry mysterious ancient rings, some awaken invincible Systems, and some are reborn, as if they were born to be the protagonist of this world. Chen Ye, meanwhile, is just an ordinary high school student at Jiangcheng No. 7, with one of the lowest vital energy readings in his class. He often skips school and works part-time to buy medicine for his younger sister. No one knows he has another identity: The lo 37Reads—Score127Shelves
  3. Ashes: A Spiral of Death 灰烬,死亡螺旋 Sci-Fi & Apocalypse50k WordsOngoing [Eternal Night] [Apocalypse] [Slow Burn] There are no heroes on the fifth level. Only people who shove yesterday's dead into the recycling furnace so they can live one more day. I'm just one of them. Someone taught me how to push the cart. Later, he died. Someone taught me how to collect the bodies. Later, I forgot his name. To stay alive, I kept climbing higher. And kept forgetting. Until one day, I realized People can forget those who taught them how to survive. But they can never forget the m —Reads—Score—Shelves