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A Strange Letter from Norway
On the tenth day after his brother disappeared, Zhou Chen received an old book. The title page reads: The end of the fjord can only be seen when the snow stops. When he found the town, it was snowing at its peak. Roads were closed, the internet was cut off, and many people were trapped in mountaintop hotels. There was an extra snowman in the yard that night. Early the next morning, someone died in the snowman's arms, with wire wrapped around his neck. There are no footprints, no traces, li
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Journey to the Scarlet Moon
In the wasteland, human civilization can survive. Barriers are rising one after another, but order continues to collapse. Some people say that day is a gift, night is a judgment, and dusk is the last breath of the world. Some people say that the Yang-giver sits inside the wall writing and stamping his seal, while the Moon-giver takes his life to fill holes outside the wall. Some people say that those things that crawl out at night were other people's sons, husbands, and friends during the da
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I Am the Immortal of Penglai Mountain
There is an island in the East China Sea, and there are eight immortals on the island. The Eight Immortals of Penglai, a human legend. Each of the seven immortals left earth-shaking legends in the world, and then one by one they retired and returned to the island to spend their days chopping wood, carrying water, and working at sunrise. Li Danggui is the eighth. Sixteen years old, the most ordinary junior brother on the island. Fetching water and chopping firewood, cooking and sweeping the
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The Immortal of the Qin Dynasty Began to Fight for Hegemony from the Three Kingdoms
[Alternate history, harem, immortals, first person] My name is Wuming. Named by Xu Fu. In the twenty-eighth year of the First Emperor's reign, I went to sea with Xu Fu to seek immortality. On a deserted island, he found a fairy grass and boiled it into half a cup of juice. He drank it first and bled to death from his seven orifices. I tried the remaining half, but I didn't die, but I became mute. My throat felt like molten iron, and I could no longer pronounce a complete syllable. My face s
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