[Pre-release: Puppy, Don't Cry, Your Dog Loves You [Quick Transmigration], a dog raises children]
[Pre-release: No More Angst, Let's Go Home [Quick Transmigration], may every child wandering far from home return safely.]
[This story: a reincarnated mighty being, an adorable glutton x a gentle, scheming, cooking-loving Golden Dragon]
When a fated sacrifice discovers that the child she raised is the reincarnation of an evil god, she has two choices:
1. Kill her while she's young.
2. Lie flat and let her eat you.
Blurb:
Yun He, the eldest son of the Heavenly Emperor, is the only five-clawed Golden Dragon in existence. He should have ruled over the Three Realms, but a curse forced him to retreat to the human world and guard the Earth's Eye.
He thought he would spend his whole life like the eldest sons of Heavenly Emperors before him, wasting away beside the Earth's Eye, before sacrificing himself to protect the Three Realms and dying without a trace.
Then one day, he met a little girl by the lake. She was simple-minded and knew nothing but eating. Yet feeding her brought him a rare sense of peace.
From then on, the only five-clawed Golden Dragon in the Three Realms began washing his hands to make meals for a human toddler.
From then on, the rare and wondrous beasts of the Three Realms began meeting with one disaster after another...
Yun He: I want a piece of your meat to cook. Will you give it to me, or should we fight first?
A certain beast whose meat is "delicious": Σ( ° △ °|||)︴No! No! There's no need to fight! I'll give it to you! I'll hand it over right now!
Yun He: Thanks!
Beast: ┭┮﹏┭┮ Your Excellency, why are you so deranged?
Yun He: Nothing special. I just want to give the little girl at home a good meal.
The deranged Golden Dragon has no idea that the little girl he finds so adorable often opens her enormous jaws and greedily devours everything around her when he isn't looking.
He also doesn't know that the little girl he's grown to love with all his heart is the world-ending evil god sealed beneath the Earth's Eye.
No matter how many rare treasures he feeds her, what the little girl has always wanted most is to eat him.
Told from the male lead's perspective. The female lead is overpowered. Readers can decide whether she's a sidekick or a cheat.
Blurb screenshot dated 2021-01-21
[Pre-release: Puppy, Don't Cry, Your Dog Loves You [Quick Transmigration]]
A dog raises children. A fluffy dog saves human toddlers in all sorts of ways.
Protagonist: The first dog in the world, from the Primordial Era
Goal: Help the Ancestor of Humanity save every unfortunate human toddler in the world
Child One: The ill-fated second male lead in a CEO romance
A gloomy obsessive x a gentle Golden Retriever
Child Two: The vicious supporting actress in a xianxia story
A gentle black lotus x a pure white Snow Wolf King
Child Three: The hapless tyrant in a conquest story
A sickly, pitiful one x a fierce Tibetan Mastiff
Child Four: The difficult rich daughter in an everyone-loves-her story
A haughty young lady x a destructive Husky
Theme: Even in darkness, keep your heart turned toward the light
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Choose one of three next books
[Advance collection of 1 "No more abuse, let's go home [Quickly wear]", I hope every child who wanders can return safely.
[Pre-collection of Part 2 "I Created Ghost Stories in the Cyber World", the cyber world and ghost stories are a perfect match.
[Pre-collection of Part 3 "Black Fan for Life", Miss Peacock and Mr. Erha fall in love and kill each other.
It's really just to make the Queen lose her memory... But she is still in the territory of the Emperor of Heaven and that concubine. This is not because the villain is Daozu, but she is a fish. She can bully her as much as she wants. Although she has left a life-saving person, she can't protect her mentally.
So, the Demon Lord is dead? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
This scumbag dad is still alive... It's so frustrating
Ah, I want to complain, but I always feel like there's something wrong but I can't figure out what's wrong.
Stop the knife, stop the knife, the child will cry
This direction is quite interesting.
What happened? It ended suddenly. Woohoo.
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No One Wants to Turn into a Monster
No More Angst, Let's Go Home [Quick Transmigration]
Has the Demon Lord Killed Her Today?
The Nitpicker Faces Death Without Flinching [Quick Transmigration]
After My Ex Drove Out All of Humanity in My Name
The Birth of a Witch
The Gods Just Want to Go to School in Peace
I Create Urban Legends in a Cyberpunk World
No One's Taking My Husband from Me!
Why Am I Still Not Dead?
The Real Heiress Just Wants to Die Quickly
Don't Cry, Little One. The Dog Loves You [Quick Transmigration]
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Choose one of three next books [Advance collection of 1 "No more abuse, let's go home [Quickly wear]", I hope every child who wanders can return safely. [Pre-collection of Part 2 "I Created Ghost Stories in the Cyber World", the cyber world and ghost stories are a perfect match. [Pre-collection of Part 3 "Black Fan for Life", Miss Peacock and Mr. Erha fall in love and kill each other.
It's really just to make the Queen lose her memory... But she is still in the territory of the Emperor of Heaven and that concubine. This is not because the villain is Daozu, but she is a fish. She can bully her as much as she wants. Although she has left a life-saving person, she can't protect her mentally.
So, the Demon Lord is dead? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
This scumbag dad is still alive... It's so frustrating
Ah, I want to complain, but I always feel like there's something wrong but I can't figure out what's wrong.
Stop the knife, stop the knife, the child will cry
This direction is quite interesting.
What happened? It ended suddenly. Woohoo.
Spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers. . . Spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. . . Spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. . . Spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. . . Spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. Flowers. . . Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers