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1 谍 Shadows Over the Skies 谍影凌云 Luo Feiyu罗飞羽Military6.9M WordsCompleted A makeup artist from a later era transmigrates into the past and absorbs the memories of two people. While tracking down Japanese spies, dismantling countless spy organizations, and capturing spy after spy, Chu Lingyun also disguises himself as a Japanese man, infiltrates enemy ranks to gather intelligence, and maneuvers among Japan’s elite. In that turbulent era, Chu Lingyun uses his wit and intelligence to contribute to his country’s struggle and earn achievements that will never be forgotten. 4Votes21.7MRecs685.1kFans

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A makeup artist from the future travels back in time and absorbs the memories of two people. Chu Lingyun, who tracks down Japanese spies, dismantles countless Japanese spy organizations, and captures one Japanese spy after another, also disguises himself as a Japanese to infiltrate enemy ranks, extract intelligence, and navigate the inner workings of the Japanese high command. In that turbulent era, Chu Lingyun used his wit and wisdom to contribute to the cause of fighting the epidemic for his motherland, and made indelible contributions.

6 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 the river. What lies at the edge of deep space? See the pinned post in the book club's online community.