Books I've Read! Worth Stocking Up On!

1 我 My Day Has 48 Hours Xiao DaizhaoSci-Fi3.0M WordsCompleted 76Votes1.4MRecs1.1MFans

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Tokyo Drift [Mission goal: win the underground modified car competition championship] Desert Island Survival [Mission Objective: Survive for 40 Days] Apollo Program Training Camp [Mission Objective: Try to see the Earth from a different angle] A month ago, Zhang Heng discovered that he had 24 extra hours in a day. At the same time, he was also involved in a dangerous game. Group number: 194329315 ps: The new book "The elixir that gives you the poison is mine" is serialized...

2 危 Crisis Management Game Tu TushiUrban3.9M WordsCompleted 0Votes293kRecs815kFans

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Crisis management, also called emergency management, refers to preventing and reducing the occurrence of natural disasters, accidents, public health, and social security incidents, controlling, mitigating, and eliminating the harm caused by incidents, protecting people's lives and property, and maintaining public safety and order. Gu Ji, a former SWAT officer, downloaded a "Crisis Management Game". Looking at the cold muzzle, he now has two choices: [Endurance improvement (minor)] or [Combat Specialization (minor)]

3 兽 The Richest Man in the Orc World Haggling Over Every Penny in a Fancy HatWestern Fantasy266k WordsOngoing 0Votes69.3kRecs42.4kFans

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The post-zero generation traveled to another world, became an orc, and walked step by step towards a familiar but unfamiliar world... Skirt: 678986618…

4 民 Folk Customs: Beginning with the Blood God of Western Hunan Peeking Through the Window at MidnightEastern Fantasy1.7M WordsCompleted 0Votes96.4kRecs261.8kFans

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Use a little bullshit and a dash of hearsay. Use a little bit of far-fetched and a little bit of sensationalism. Lin Feng received an unexpected express delivery during the hot summer days. Open the express. Inside is the newly produced Qingshan game console. Just turn on the console. Lin Feng felt like this game, why was he so wrong? [Sorry, the character you selected has died, please exit the game and start again]

5 道 A Taoist's Nighttime Sword Kiss the FingertipsCultivation1.5M WordsCompleted 8Votes343.7kRecs758.3kFans

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Go to the world's grand banquet and see the beauty of the prosperous world! … Walking alone with a sword, you can meet the ghosts and gods of the world! Q group: 94495795

6 望 Gazing Toward the Endless Sky Tower That Fills the SkyCultivation2.8M WordsCompleted 101Votes508kRecs3.1MFans

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The Great Yan Dynasty lasted for more than 1,300 years. The emperor is critically ill, the prince oversees the country, the local immortal sects are entrenched, and the central power is in chaos. When he woke up, Xu Yuan saw the ruined temple on a rainy night in the mountains, saw the strange stone Buddha with a broken arm, and, the woman in black with a gauze covering by the bonfire.

7 我 My Doppelganger's Drama There's Still Some Conscience LeftLight Novel2.1M WordsCompleted 0Votes81.9kRecs197.4kFans

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"This is a world that is broken and stitched together. It is said that everything is there." "Yeah, there's order, but not much, just a little bit." "Travelers are not worth anything in this world." "A few groups come regularly every year, and they are said to be time-traveling refugees." "In this case, we have to hide our special identity, otherwise we will be beaten when we see it." "If our special ability is exposed, it will directly become a 'peerless treasure' that will be coveted." "So, main body, please work hard. Whether we live or die, we all depend on you." "Shut up." Wan Yi quieted down the countless figures with faces similar to his around him. In this way, he will perform the drama of "one person" in this world and in that wonderful theater.

8 贫 This Daoist Knows a Little Fistwork Angelica in SeptemberCultivation7.5M WordsOngoing 53Votes88.2kRecs520.6kFans

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He traveled to Wei County, Beifeng County, Qian Kingdom, and became the last Taoist priest of Qingyun Temple. This lineage of Taoism is a bit difficult to practice. Li Yanchu just wanted to meditate and refine elixirs, so that he could succeed in cultivating immortality as soon as possible. But except for a black donkey, there was no wealth left in the Taoist temple. Li Yanchu, who wanted to make a living, had no choice but to wear a finger tiger, pick up a butcher's knife, and perform rituals for people to ward off evil spirits. "Little Taoist priest, this thing of yours doesn't work on me." The ghost sneered. The next moment, the ghost disappeared into ashes! "I am made of lightning-strike wood, soaked in black dog's blood." Li Yanchu discovered that by killing ghosts, he could gain merit and improve the quality of all things through imperial seals! Many years later, Li Yanchu passed by a remote mountain village filled with resentment. This was a dangerous place! Xuanmen magic is greatly suppressed here. Facing this village full of old ghosts, Li Yanchu smiled slightly: "Fortunately, this poor man has some skills in fists and feet!"

9 打 The Working Prophet Xiao DaizhaoSci-Fi1.9M WordsCompleted 0Votes185.9kRecs467.4kFans

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"I'm not a god, I'm just a worker who gets off work on time." "I will help you as much as possible during working hours. As for after I get off work... You are on your own." Workplace + farming + popular science + gods + a little love story. Probably~haha

10 我 I Am an Immortal Seeking Eternal Life Yan ZKCultivation3.0M WordsCompleted 0Votes977.2kRecs2.3MFans

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Immortals, gods and monsters, princes and generals; the dragon girl holds the lamp, and the cup holds the sea. Wild foxes meditate in Zen, and tigers attain enlightenment; they swim in the North Sea in the morning, and walk on Cangwu in the evening. Immortals and gods exist in the world, and demons establish a country. Originally these had nothing to do with Qi Wuzhuo. Qi Wuhuo, who always saw square words in his dreams, only thought about participating in the spring exam next year. Until when he was making yellow rice rice, an old man gave him a jade pillow and made him have a long dream. Huangliang is a dream. Huang Liang's dream awakened and shattered the ordinary mind, and from then on he opened the door to practice. The golden crow flies and the jade rabbit walks away. A grain of millet in the Three Realms is like a few dust in the mountains and rivers. Walking through the busy city with a sword. No one knows that I am a true immortal.

11 明 No. 13 Mingke Street Pure Little DragonUrban5.5M WordsCompleted 280Votes3.4MRecs5MFans

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I like to sit on the empty streets at night, listening to "their" whispers and enjoying "their" noise.

12 道 Dao Lord: Beginning with the Supreme Golden Core Golden Core Removal SurgeryCultivation1.3M WordsCompleted 0Votes109.6kRecs349.9kFans

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At the age of eight, he was granted the Dao, ten years to build the foundation, thirty years of practice, and at the age of sixty, he became a top-grade golden elixir. Eliminating the false and retaining the true, cultivating the pure yang, the immortal Taoist fruit, are still on the way. A story that begins with the refinement of a high-grade golden elixir and the promotion to the true biography of the Taoist sect.