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"Brother, I received another razor blade at home today, and I can't even put it down." "It's okay. Find a warehouse and we'll open a small shop to sell blades." "Oh, what about those women standing at the door?" A trace of panic suddenly appeared on Chen Li's face, cold sweat dripped down, and he turned his eyes to his sister who was looking at him with a smile. "I, I think, I can explain..." . . . . . . Chen Li, who was terminally ill and had only six months to live, looked at the world in front of him and the hatchets in the women's hands, and a tear of grievance flowed from the corner of his eyes. "I'm only eighteen! I just want to survive! What's wrong with me?!" The whole world is roaring: "Old thief Chen Li, don't try to make us cry anymore!!!" This is a story about someone who wanted to heal the world, but ended up making it depressed.

Bai Zhi traveled through time, seemingly to the Warring States Period, but he soon discovered something was wrong. This is different from the Warring States period in his impression! Have you ever seen a general who shattered mountains with one punch and wanted to reach the stars in Zhenjiang? Have you ever seen a Confucian scholar whose breath is as majestic as the Milky Way hanging upside down three thousand miles away? Fortunately, he has a father named Bai Zhong, and his father's father is named Bai Qi. It seems pretty good to be a third generation who is just waiting to die. "Sir, how come the sword of the Great Sword Immortal who is kneeling with the One Sword Immortal is the same as your sword?" "Oh, I should have bought it during the discount sale in the same store." "Sir, how can this great scholar who ordered 400,000 wronged souls to determine the fate of a country with one word? Why does the voice sound so similar to yours? ""Because we are both handsome guys, maybe it's because we are so handsome." "Ah, I'll change my vest later."