The Warmhearted Empress 暖心女帝

4 柯EN The Corpse Collector in Conan 柯南里的捡尸人 Immortal Vessel仙舟Light Novel8.9M WordsOngoing Reporter: What’s the secret to becoming the Black Organization’s “ace killer”? Jiang Xia: “Take Conan along when you pay the target a visit.” “Pseudo-Moriarty’s Life at the Distillery,” “How to Properly Hitch a Ride on the Grim Reaper’s Aura” … Jiang Xia took a drag on his fake cigarette and pensively blew out a smoke ring: “I just wanted to tag along to a few crime scenes and pick up some corpses. I never thought I’d end up becoming a ‘criminal mastermind’ in the eyes of the villains.” “What? 710Votes1.5MRecs1.1MFans

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Reporter: What is your secret to becoming the Black Organization's top assassin? Jiang Xia: "Take Conan to the target's house for a visit." "The Fake Moriarty's Distillery Career" and "How to Properly Get Rid of Death's Aura" Jiang Xia took a drag of the fake cigarette and exhaled a smoke ring with a melancholy expression. "I just wanted to get involved in some cases and pick up the bodies, but I never expected to become a 'crime mastermind' in the eyes of the villains." "What? Why isn't the protagonist arresting me?" "... Perhaps it's because in their eyes, I'm the modern-day high school version of Sherlock Holmes." Interviews with detectives from the world of Detective Conan: Q1: What is your opinion on Jiangxia? The detectives said, "Aside from solving cases too quickly, there are no other drawbacks." . Q2: As fellow detectives, why don't you team up with Jiang Xia to fight the Black Organization? The detectives (hastily waving their hands): "No, no, no, we can't tell him. The darkness of this world is too heavy for him." [Qidian app, Detective Conan fanfiction], containing some Kindaichi cases.

6 万EN Calamity of Ten Thousand Races 万族之劫 Old Eagle Eats Chicks老鹰吃小鸡Urban8.3M WordsCompleted I am the calamity of the myriad races across the heavens! The first five volumes of "Global Gaowu" and "Calamity of the Myriad Races" have been published in print. They’re available on Tmall, Dangdang, and JD.com. If you’re interested, go check them out. Thanks for your support! 155Votes14.6MRecs7.6MFans

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I am the calamity of all the races in the heavens! The physical books of "Global Martial Arts" and "The Tribulations of Myriad Races" have been published and are available on Tmall, Dangdang, and JD. Com. If you're interested, please check them out. Thank you for your support!

7 夜EN The Naming of the Night 夜的命名术 The Elbow That Can Talk会说话的肘子Urban4.0M WordsCompleted Amid neon lights of blue and purple, beneath a dense canopy of steel, lies the frontier of a flood of data: a world transformed by the technological revolution, and the boundary between reality and illusion. Steel and flesh, the past and the future. Here, the surface world and the hidden world coexist. Everything before your eyes seems as close as the wall of time itself. Darkness slowly closes in. But you have to understand, my friend: we cannot face the darkness with gentleness. We must use fi 180Votes8MRecs14.3MFans

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Amidst the blue and purple neon lights, beneath the dense steel sky, at the forefront of the data deluge lies the world after the technological revolution, and the dividing line between reality and illusion. Steel and body, past and future. Here, the surface world and the inner world coexist, and everything in front of you is like a wall of time right before your eyes. Darkness gradually enveloped the area. But you must understand, my friend, we cannot deal with darkness with gentleness; we must deal with fire.

9 深EN Beyond the Deep Space 深空彼岸 Chen Dong辰东Urban5.3M WordsCompleted In the vast universe, the birth and death of a galaxy are but a fleeting flash of mottled light. Gazing up at the stars, I can’t help feeling that the ending is already set. Where will you and I be a thousand years from now? Our homeland, the sparks of civilization, the Earth: all are but specks of dust in the depths of space. A moment in the starry sky, a thousand years in the mortal world. A bug’s whole life is but one autumn, and you and I are just the same, struggling to cross the river. Wha 150Votes9.9MRecs8.9MFans

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In the vast universe, the birth and death of a galaxy is nothing more than a fleeting moment of dappled light. Looking up at the starry sky, there is always a sense of sadness that the ending is already predetermined. Where will we be thousands of years from now? Home, country, the flame of civilization, and Earth are nothing more than a speck of dust in the deep space. A fleeting moment in the starry sky is like a thousand years on earth. The chirping of insects lasts a lifetime, but autumn is just as fleeting as the night. You and I are both striving to cross What lies at the edge of deep space? See the pinned post in the book club's online community.