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"I am the God of Death, sign a contract with me and gain endless lifespan and strength~" Seeing his cheap middle school sister standing in front of him and saying these words in a coquettish voice, Wang Yifan smiled and waved his hand, only taking this sentence as a joke. And then he died, dying for defying Death's will. Wait, why did you become the god of death! ? ? But fortunately, his sister still had some conscience and gave him a chance to make a new choice. In the end, Wang Yifan gained the qualification to accompany his sister to reincarnate in a different world in exchange for losing 10% of his memory and experience. Eventually, he becomes his sister's servant and becomes Death's agent. But why does he, the messenger of death, do the registration of TM Hotel? I can understand you being the God of Death, and I can accept traveling through time, so why do you bring your sister to run a hotel? ? Sitting on the counter, watching the customers coming and going, Wang Yifan held his chin and thought helplessly. Come on and make some trouble, otherwise my Death Scythe will be useless. "Smelly brother, why are you dazed? Hurry up and clear the table!" "Oh~ come on~" This is the adventure of a new death girl and her idiot brother in another world

Juecheng traveled through time and became a doctor in Rhode Island. When he woke up, he found himself lying in a coffin with a girl with donkey ears looking at him. Wait, why was my first thought of donkey ears? And why is it a coffin? Will a professional team take me away soon? Drinking milk will make you drunk, and basking in the sun will make you smaller. What kind of miraculous physique is this? What? Can you gain resistance to being beaten? System free agent command? So can I just follow the group and be done with it? Also, why am I so beautiful? Why does he look so similar to someone? Wait, Shining Mom, what are you holding in your hand? Skirt? I don't need it! Don't come over here! ! ? You ask why there are so many question marks, but I also want to know. This is the pseudo-daily life of a sand doctor and his operators