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The Evil God Disguises Himself as an Ordinary Person
The rusty iron sheets wailed. Zero's fingers hovered over an old pocket watch. The fingertips were only a millimeter away from the cold metal shell. He could feel the tiny storm lurking beneath the shell. It's not energy, it's not magic, it's something more essential. It's a crack in the "rules". The mobile fortress he was in had been abandoned for dozens of cycles. The remains of this steel behemoth were stranded on the edge of Gear City, like a dead whale. Zero's workshop is located in the upp
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Heartless Ex-Wife: Let Your Whole Family Clean up and Leave the House
"Sign the divorce agreement, and the house and car will belong to me, and you can leave the house." My husband threw a piece of agreement in my face, his eyes were cold, and my best friend stood next to me. They thought I was still the housewife who retired for love and let others take advantage of her. I smiled and calmly dialed my lawyer: "Lawyer Zhang, it's time to start. Regarding Mr. Gu's alleged marital property transfer and commercial fraud, all evidence chains have been closed." Want to
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Urban Monsters: I Use Science to Analyze Ghosts
The night was as thick as ink that could not be melted. The last corridor light in the museum was extinguished, plunging the white marble steps into silence. Su Che carried the tool box and walked down the steps, rubbing the sore eyebrows. Dealing with the corrosion problem of the Warring States Bronze Relic for seventy-two consecutive hours was extremely draining. The evening breeze carried the slightly turbid smell of the industrial area on the edge of the city. He looked at his phone. It was
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After a Heart and Bone Examination, She No Longer Pretends to Be a Pure-Desire Princess.
The morgue of Dali Temple does not see sunlight all year round, and it is so cold that it can freeze bone marrow into ice slag. Shen Yuan held a slender willow leaf scalpel, half of her face was covered behind a special plain handkerchief, only a pair of eyes as cold as a cold pool were exposed. In front of her, Chun Ying, the "No. 1 Courtesan of Pingkangfang" who was once famous in the capital, was lying naked on the cold stone platform, her skin showing a strange pale white color. "Shen Yuan!
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