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Books by Xiaoxin Feifeifei
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Absolute Zero: The Reborn God of the Apocalypse 绝对零度：末世重生之神
Lin Tian struggled through a year of the apocalypse, only to have his girlfriend and his most trusted friend team up to stab him through the abdomen with an ice spike. “Lin Tian, there’s only one Eternal Crystal. It’ll belong to us once you’re dead.” He watched helplessly as his girlfriend nestled in his friend’s arms, the two of them entwined on a freezing night when the temperature had dropped to minus seventy degrees. When he opened his eyes again, Lin Tian was back thirty days before the apo
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Frostbound Journey: Racing Across the Apocalypse with a Girl 寒霜征途：带妹驰骋末世
Protagonist: Lin Mo Apocalypse + Rebirth + Stockpiling Supplies + No System + Two Special Abilities + No Goody-Two-Shoes + Sis-Con + Team Up to Conquer the Apocalypse A frozen apocalypse descends, all life withers, and killing, looting, and arson run rampant everywhere. In his previous life, Lin Mo gained a fire ability. Overflowing with compassion, he went from house to house offering help, only to be deceived and killed by his closest friend and the people he had helped. Reborn three months be
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From the Start, I Have a Mobile Game System, and the Campus Belle Begs Me Not to Retire 开局手游系统，校花求我别退役
Lu Tian stayed up all night to help the campus belle reach the top rank in the national server, then saw his parents sobbing in despair outside the ICU just before he died of exhaustion. As his soul drifted away, he saw the campus belle post on her social media: “The simp finally kicked the bucket. Now he won’t bother me every day.” In a corner, Gu Yiran laid down a bouquet of daisies and quietly wiped away her tears. When he opened his eyes again, he had been reborn in his senior year of high s
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Mending the Strange in the Mortal World 我在人间缝补诡异
For seven days straight, I dreamed that I drowned in the dormitory washbasin. On the seventh night, I jolted awake. The reflection in the mirror suddenly cracked and began to bleed. When I tried to record my nightmare on my phone, the camera showed my own face covered in blood. The campus belle kicked the door open. "Who are you messaging?" "A dead person." She handed me a business card. "Agency Zero. We deal with unlucky cases like yours." Only after joining the organization did I discove
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