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Basketball: I Am Bound to the Superstar System
In the final of the National High School Basketball League, Ji Qiyan, who was at the end of the bench, was accidentally hit by a ball, and the superstar system was activated in his mind. Everyone laughed at him for being as thin as a bamboo pole, but they didn't know that he was equipped with "Curry's three-point package" and "Irving's movement control module". From being a water dispenser keeper to leading a team to overthrow five-star high school students, to crushing the NCAA and dominating t
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I Became the Manager of Ghost Stories
The floor number jumped from "13" to "00", and the harsh sound of nails scraping against metal came from behind. The first page of the employee handbook in hand reads: Do not look back in the elevator. He didn't look back, but countless eyes appeared on the four walls of the elevator at the same time. The rules said don't look back, but they didn't say you couldn't be targeted - this was his first day as the new "Ghost Story Manager". It's not selected, it's forcibly bound. Now the weird creatur
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Son-In-Law: the God of War Returns and Finds His Daughter Living in a Doghouse
When the God of War returns, the five-year-old daughter is chained to a doghouse, holding a moldy bun and shouting "Daddy is watching me in the sky." Little did he know that the person his daughter was waiting for was the God of War who protected the country and made foreign enemies fearful. He guarded the country's gates for ten years and ordered all the troops to mobilize. But at this moment, he just wanted to make the person who bullied his daughter go to pieces. That day, there was a banquet
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Wasteland: I Built the Last Refuge
In the 37th year of the Wasteland Era, natural disasters swept across the world, radiation spread, and mutant creatures ran rampant. Yu Ting was hiding in a crumbling ruins. The shelter around him only had the last three days of rations left, and the entrance had been eroded by corrosive acid mist. He knew that he would either find a new living space or become the next mummy in the wasteland. Just as he was digging desperately, his fingertips touched a piece of cold metal - it was a building cor
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