My Personal Reading List: A Bit of Everything 自备书单，看的比较杂

1 超EN The Legendary Mechanic 超神机械师 Qi Peijia齐佩甲Gaming5.2M WordsCompleted Han Xiao, a veteran power-leveling player in Stellar Sea, was thrown into the transmigration crowd by a mysterious force from the East, or rather, from a certain otaku. With a player interface in tow, he became an NPC and returned to the days before Stellar Sea's open beta. He resolutely chose the highest-difficulty class: Mechanic. Warships sail in formation across the stars, star-powered mechs twist through the heavens like dragons, psychic cannons lay waste to worlds, and an endless mechanica 434Votes9.2MRecs5.5MFans

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Han Xiao, a veteran power leveler in Starsea, was thrown into the transmigration army by a mysterious force from the East. He was transformed into an NPC with a player panel and returned to the time before the open beta of Starsea. He resolutely chose the most difficult mechanical class. Warships lined up across the starry sea, star mechs soared like dragons, psionic cannons ravaged the heavens and earth, and an endless mechanical army quietly waited in their personal storage. One person is an entire legion! If it weren't for the players, this book would be a serious and proper isekai (another world) story... As NPCs, normal NPCs offer a full range of functions to players... Issuing quests? Adjusting affinity? Teaching skills? Wait a minute, I recognize all these players. Well, the real world has also returned to what it was ten years ago. Group 2: 157302881 Group 3: 884339155 VIP Group: 547599250 (Requires 10,000 follower points for administrator approval)

3 神 Mythical Version of Three Kingdom 神话版三国 Grave Dirt and Wild Grass坟土荒草Historical24.9M WordsOngoing Chen Xi watched a soldier toss aside a boulder weighing hundreds of pounds and stared speechlessly at the heavens. Is this really the late Eastern Han? Lu Bu single-handedly tore through an army of ten thousand. There’s no way that’s scientifically possible. Zhao Zilong really seems to have a dragon’s soul possessing him. He split a mountain with one sword. Is he even human? Dian Wei protected Cao Cao by himself as they fought their way out of the enemy camp, casually slaughtering thousands of e 1.8kVotes11.8MRecs2.8MFans

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Chen Xi looked at the soldier who had thrown a boulder weighing several hundred pounds away, speechless as he gazed at the heavens. Was this really the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty? It seems illogical that Lü Bu single-handedly broke through an army of ten thousand. Zhao Zilong is truly possessed by the dragon spirit; he can cleave mountains with a single sword strike. Is this really a human? Dian Wei single-handedly protected Cao Cao as they fought their way out of the enemy camp, casually slaughtering thousands of enemy infantry and cavalry. His combat prowess was off the charts! Something's not right here, is it? Chen Xi casually picked up a goose feather fan and waved it, creating a strong wind. He sighed, "This is a myth, isn't it? Even I'm not normal." P. S.: Actually, this is a serious farming/development story... QQ Group: 476971307 (The old group is gone, this is the new one) Full subscription verification group: 949176942 Soy sauce group: 397441818 (almost full) Group 2: 418928396 (Almost full) Group 3: 188981452 (This one also crashed before, so we've replaced it with a new one). Group 5: 850567843 (The previous one was taken down, a new one has been created)

6 禁EN The Fox in the Forbidden Zone 禁区之狐 Listening to the Waves in the Forest林海听涛Sports7.8M WordsCompleted “Mr. Hu, in today's football world, strikers like you who can only score goals are being given less and less room to survive... Even so, you have achieved dazzling success. What would you say is the secret of your success?” On a winter afternoon, Hu Lai was showing reporters from around the world the highest honor he had just received when one of them asked him that question. As Hu Lai faced the reporters' gazes, his thoughts returned to an afternoon during middle school. He had stood alone besi 10Votes2.1MRecs596.1kFans

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"Mr. Hu Lai, in today's football world, the space for strikers like you who can only score goals is getting narrower and narrower... But despite this, you have still achieved remarkable success. What is the secret to your success?" On a winter afternoon, Hu Lai was showing reporters from all over the world the highest honor he had just received when one of them asked him this question. Facing the reporters' gazes, Hu Lai's thoughts drifted back to that afternoon in middle school, when he stood alone on the sidelines watching his classmates play. They wouldn't let him play, thinking he was just there to cause trouble. He also recalled his coach's stern words: "Hu Lai, if you can't put in ten times the effort of others, your talent is just a worthless stone." And a disdainful voice: "Modern football demands more and more from center forwards, more and more well-rounded players. What use is just shooting?" Finally, his thoughts settled on that moment. Night was already faintly visible in the eastern sky. In the center of an abandoned open space overgrown with weeds, a girl said to him earnestly, "Hu Lai, you actually have talent, and a very impressive talent! Because you know where the goal is!" Hu Lai stared into the girl's eyes and saw the sunset behind her reflected in them. The sunlight reflected in my pupils, flowing, burning, and condensing into a halo, as if trying to melt myself into this light. Bringing his thoughts back to the warm winter afternoon, Hu Lai smiled slightly at the enthusiastic reporters and said, "Because I know the goal is right there."