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6 不EN Unscientific Beast Taming 不科学御兽 Ringing Light Spring轻泉流响Eastern Fantasy4.0M WordsCompleted This is another world where beast taming is the norm. Animals, plants, elements, undead, machines... Nine-Tailed Flame Foxes, Ancient Trees of Life, Thundercloud Spirits, Skeleton Lords, mechanical shipgirls, even antique swords and blades that have birthed spirits can all become companion beasts. The humans who contract with, raise, and command them are collectively known as beast tamers! Shi Yu, a scholar of mythology and an 97Votes2.6MRecs6.8MFans

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My new book, "King of Beast Tamers," has been uploaded! This is an alternate world where beast taming is the main activity. Animals, plants, elements, undead, machines... Nine-tailed fire foxes, ancient trees of life, thundercloud spirits, skeleton monarchs, mechanical ship girls, and even antique swords that have given birth to spirits can all be used as pets. The humans who contract, raise, and control them are collectively called beast tamers! Mythologist and archaeologist Shi Yu travels through time and, in order to explore the blank history and lost myths, he chooses to embark on an extremely unscientific path of beast taming…

8 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."