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"Your Majesty, the guests from Donghai are here again." "If you invite him back again, the underworld won't keep him." "Your Majesty, the king said that the underworld has been full recently, and he asked you to improve the efficiency of sending ghosts." "Tell the King of Hell to hire a few more judges." "Your Majesty, Mr. Bai and Mr. Hei are fighting again, and the ghost we just caught is running around in the underworld." "Stop standing here. Go catch ghosts. Leave black and white to me." "Your Majesty, that person has arrived in the underworld." "I'll go right away, don't move."

This book uses the form of a collection of essays to record the tender moments in the lives of the author Li Hui and his sister, who is 14 years apart. The warm and touching story, the language of daily life, the funny and warm writing style make it easy and humorous to read, and it also makes people feel warm. I said: "In my world, the sky is bitter, the clouds are bitter, the wind, trees, rivers, buildings, and food are all bitter, and the smiling people coming and going are also bitter. They are all bitter." She asked me, "Then what do you think is sweet?" I thought about it seriously and said nothing.

Strange things hidden in the darkness, man-eating gods, deadly strange stories. Those things that had been sealed by the ancients long before history books were invented. They're back again.

The world is controlled by gods, they are great, worshiped by the creatures of the world, they control everything. What will happen when outsiders come here? To obey or to resist. This is the story of a gamer wandering into another world.

Ji Ran originally just wanted to become an excellent lord under the guidance of the system. But he didn't expect that there would be a monster girl in this world. As a monster girl cook, how could he refuse this temptation. For the sake of the monster girl, Ji Ran decided to overthrow the so-called nobles, overthrow the so-called Star Tower, and save this world that was gradually heading towards the end of the world. Ps: This article is about a low-magic world, and there won't be any powerful magic or the like.

What is the boundary between light and death? Who can control fate and life? In the prelude to destruction, for whom do the living dance? In the chessboard of the gods, why do the dead remain unyielding? The bones are broken, the flesh is removed, but the soul is still boiling! Dreams will not be betrayed, and longing will not be erased. When faith holds up the broken sky, people can walk on the road with their legs! (I wish everyone a happy New Year and all the best! May every ray of sunshine in the New Year bless everyone and bring joy and beauty to everyone!)

Elements and magic, crystals and metals, magic furnaces, constructs, extraordinary alchemists. A weak body and a strong soul created a great emperor. On top of the Star Tower, Io looked at the "Gundam" in front of him and let out a devilish laugh. PS: It's actually a story about the protagonist building an alien version of "Gundam" in another world.