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The young man left the mountain and wandered into another world. He has no elemental powers, and he has no backing, but he has inherited his master's paper manipulation skills, making paper puppets, throwing paper into soldiers, and killing people with cards within a hundred miles.

I am a god, and I have traveled all over the world to find her. Of course, I have a story, are your drinks in place?

I am a zombie pathogen I thought it would be easy to infect humans, but I didn't expect humans' resistance to be too strong. Hey, why are there still zombies? Why should we be too hasty when we are living together with the dead body? It's really too difficult...