Dual female leads + supernatural elements + god-level genius + happy ending + sweet romance

Liu Chuxia woke up on an ordinary day and learned that she was the heir to a family business and owned a luxurious bookstore. But the most important thing was that she had gone from an ordinary person to a paranormal practitioner and had to deal with ghosts and monsters all the time!

The timid Liu Chuxia: Can I not...

Xiaoxu: No.

Li Hanyan: I will protect you, don't be afraid.

Liu Chuxia: ...

Ye Xue, who had just transmigrated, found herself in the body of a girl named Ye Chuxue, and had become a commodity that could be bought and sold.

In this world, people can awaken their martial soul at the age of eighteen, but the original owner of this body did not awaken her martial soul and was ruthlessly sold by her parents.

Faced with difficulties from others, at a crucial moment, a girl stepped in and bought herself.

"Princess...?"

"You can just call me Miss."

...

"Miss, what's wrong?"

Song Wanning pressed Ye Chuxue down on top of her and slowly moved closer to her...

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[Story Stream + Double Strong] Tang Yu, who lost her memory, was thrown into a survival game. All the players were human, but she was the only zombie. Tang Yu: Who am I, where am I, and what should I do? Live broadcaster Xiao Zhao happily posted a slogan: "She is so heartless! One hundred million players can kill her, can this real zombie survive a day?" The live broadcast received more hits, but Tang Yu was...

“My name is Luo Ling.”

“I’m just an ordinary high school student.”

“I always thought so, until one day… I got sick.”

“After getting sick, the world seemed to become a little different…”

The girl muttered to herself, standing before a grotesque being that was only half there. In her hand, she held the other half of the grotesque being, slowly bringing it to her mouth.

Grotesque beings disguised as humans are running rampant, flesh-eating demons cry out in anguish, and a mournful songstress chants softly, awakening something dormant in the void.

“No one can escape this.”

“No… one.”