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- One Stroke Decides the World 一笔定乾坤 Jiang Yan hated writing more than anything. His handwriting was so sloppy it looked like a mess of ghostly scribbles, and his teacher once criticized him, saying, "Your heart is wild." One stormy night, he was hunched over his desk, rushing to finish a self-criticism that never seemed to end. When he opened his eyes again, he had become a destitute young man in the northern reaches of the Great Yin Dynasty. His parents were long dead, he lived at the mercy of others, and he went hungry and suff 4.2kClicks2Favorites0Recs
- The Cultivation World's Worst Reviewer 修仙界第一差评师 Zheng Zhi, a menial disciple of the Azure Mist Sect, was forced by the alchemy hall to swallow a "perfect-grade Foundation Establishment Pill." He nearly ruined his spiritual root with pill toxicity. On the brink of death, he awakened the Myriad Realms Review System. A one-star bad review turns a fake pill black on the spot; a three-star mixed review locks down the evidence; a five-star good review reveals the patterns in a damaged sword. From then on, the cultivation world has a reviewer no 3.4kClicks2Favorites1Recs
- Eleven Reborn, I Protect Forty-Two 十一个重生者，我保四十二 Class 7 of Senior Year, 53 students, 11 of them returned with memories of the future. They remember every exam and every ranking next year. But none of them can remember who stood at the front of this classroom in their previous lives. On the first day of school, Wen Liang tore up a student's test paper. Not because of cheating, but because he had not seen that method for solving the problem until his second year of graduate school. All 53 students' papers showed the same method used by 11 of 1.4kClicks1Favorites0Recs
- They Sold Me Into a Scam Compound, and I Took Down Every Con Artist 我被卖进园区，骗子全栽了 On the day Chen Jiujin got off the bus, the old classmate who had sold him to the compound clapped him on the shoulder and laughed. "Relax, it's just a customer service job. Twenty thousand a month." At that very moment, another voice rang out in Chen Jiujin's mind: [They sold you for four hundred thousand. That's enough for me to buy my own freedom.] From that day on, whenever someone lied to his face, he could hear what they were really thinking. The iron gate bore a promise: earn four mill 1.2kClicks2Favorites0Recs
