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网游全能选手
Yao Chi Jade
There are infinite possibilities in the depths of the starry sky. You know a little bit of everything, you know a little bit of everything, and you really only have a little bit of everything. No IQ, pure invincibility, just fun, starry sky, magic, cultivation, technology, a hodgepodge.
There are infinite possibilities in the depths of the starry sky. You know a little bit of everything, you know a little bit of everything, and you really only have a little bit of everything. No IQ, pure invincibility, just fun, starry sky, magic, cultivation, technology, a hodgepodge.

A Certain Witch of Science
Light Novel某科学的魔女
Yao Chi Jade
Do you believe that an otaku traveled through time and became a witch? In order to be happy, he must turn himself into a man. Why do you say that men have no magic power? I don't believe that I have to do what you can't do.
Do you believe that an otaku traveled through time and became a witch? In order to be happy, he must turn himself into a man. Why do you say that men have no magic power? I don't believe that I have to do what you can't do.

Floating Clouds and Condensed Beauty
Martial Arts浮云凝嫣录
Yao Chi Jade
A broken heart, but who knows that the sadness is still there. After all the lead has been washed away, the rivers and lakes are just a dream, and the pleasures and grudges are also fleeting clouds. A beautiful woman is like water, but she has no chance to accompany her. The kindness is as great as the mountains, but the blood feud is as high as the sky. Without you, our world would still be the same. (An old-school vendetta story, with no time travel, no system, and no grandfather. All there is is the bloody storm and the woman who cannot get it.) (I want to write a story like "Little Li Flying Knives", but I don't want it to be so cruel, and I want to make up for the regrets in it.)
A broken heart, but who knows that the sadness is still there. After all the lead has been washed away, the rivers and lakes are just a dream, and the pleasures and grudges are also fleeting clouds. A beautiful woman is like water, but she has no chance to accompany her. The kindness is as great as the mountains, but the blood feud is as high as the sky. Without you, our world would still be the same. (An old-school vendetta story, with no time travel, no system, and no grandfather. All there is is the bloody storm and the woman who cannot get it.) (I want to write a story like "Little Li Flying Knives", but I don't want it to be so cruel, and I want to make up for the regrets in it.)