Your groupmates read the same novels as you, play the same games as you, share the same dog stories as you, comfort you when you're wronged, flatter you when you succeed, and even follow your arguments when you're about to draw your sword. Your groupmates have beautiful girl avatars, send beautiful girl emoticons, and talk like beautiful girls. If they're not beautiful girls, what are they? Regardless, groupmates are beautiful girls, I say.

The eternal resentment solidified into hatred and forged into enmity, which was then melted into an endless fight under the angry undead fire!

The comfortable life is silently reduced to ashes, and the sleeping world is bound to be destroyed!

The majestic will, like a savior, guards the world forgotten by God, waiting for the return of the gods. Is it the call of fate? Or is it the will of heaven?

Curiosity killed the cat.

Mission, that rogue thing that only knows how to take, finally fell on the head of the transfer student.

The strange little wooden sword, the mysterious little iron sword, the brutal demon, the prestigious club, all kinds of weird things are connected together.

Who is the real culprit? Is that giant being a god? Or... heaven?

All of this started with a rain in Jinan...

Originally a small clerk, I stumbled upon an immortal transcending a tribulation, and was dragged back to the Warring States Period. To survive, I resorted to modern technology, experiencing major historical events. It's impossible to revisit the original history, but to adhere to the records in the history books, I deliberately concealed many things. A chance encounter with a secret manual gradually transformed me into a cultivator. Over the course of millennia, I encountered beauties of all kinds, but without a breakthrough in my cultivation, I vanished into the dust of history...

【Original God】【School】【Sugar Knife】【Semi-Daily】【Single Female Lead】

Preliminary reminder: There are swords, candy, funny moments, and a lot of dialogues. It is best not to use your brain when reading this book. There is not much to think about, so just read it.

An accident caused Ying to lose everything, and she had forgotten countless things because of her amnesia. On a rainy night, Ying unexpectedly received an admission letter from Teyvat Academy, which gave her a new beginning in this high school.

Ying: What?! You want me to fight for justice! What a joke!

Man's first requirement is to live, the second is still to live, and the third is still to live… In certain circumstances, living becomes a luxury. In hell, we look up at heaven, reaching out our hands. Though we cannot touch heaven, we can at least get closer to it. We sing in hell, we give thanks in hell, we love in hell, we kill in hell. We embrace each other with tears in our eyes, then plunge daggers into each other's chests, not for anything else, but for that faint, almost imperceptible gratitude. The world of the Song Dynasty is my bondage, and also my sky. Only birds that soar in flight understand the meaning of the sky. The Emperor said—"Lend me a corner of the royal mansion, so you and your child may find refuge." Tie Xinyuan said—"I will repay a drop of kindness with a spring of gratitude, but you cannot ask for anything. Whatever reward I give you, you must accept it." I may be smarter than all of you. In a sense, I am a prophet, I am a philosopher, I am a god!

Goblins absorb the spirit of heaven and earth and are not contaminated by the calamities of the mortal world. They are the supreme existence of the demon clan. They forge a treasure in their lifetime, and every time they appear, they cause bloody storms!

Ye Qingchen, a time traveler with a mysterious background, emerged from the Sin Continent holding the broken sword Mo Ran, vowing to subvert the rules of the three religions. He believed that the Tao could be reversed, and his Tao was evil!

"Well, just make do with it..."

Feng Ling was reborn in an old body in the Ghost Continent. This old man was very powerful in his lifetime, but Feng Ling was in tears. Fortunately, he had the art of splitting himself into two bodies... It doesn't matter if he is old or sarcastic!

"Ningshuang, wait for me! Yuqing, follow me!"

A white skirt fluttered in the distance as an elderly man kicked away the bruised and battered pretty boy and walked away calmly. A woman in green lingered to finish off the opponent, winking and saying, "Young man, don't look down on the elderly!"

PS: A general's success is built on the sacrifice of countless lives; in the end, everything seems like a dream. Immortals and demons, who is right and who is wrong? I have no intention of killing anyone, but the human heart is treacherous, even more sinister than demons and monsters. All living beings suffer, and it is up to me to save the world...

(Written in detail in the early stage, calmly farming; written briefly in the later stage, stirring up the storm)

Sixteen-year-old Sheehan Asta, only the matter of "Climbing the Tower" remains in his life. "Whatever your wish is, as long as you climb to the top of the tower, you can fulfill it." Any wish can be fulfilled. This is indeed an irresistible temptation for ordinary people, enough to make them give up everything for it. But Sheehan Asta didn't climb the tower to fulfill his wish. Only she can fulfill her wish herself. So are you going to climb the tower? Even if it takes a gamble on your life." Of course. Because she had a reason to have to climb the tower. Allow me to take the liberty of asking, what is your wish? "

[The author has completed 28 articles, adding one chapter daily at 6 PM. Drafts are available.] Arthur Rimbaud was born in France in the late 19th century. He loved poetry from a young age, joined the Paris Commune at sixteen, had a romantic relationship at seventeen, and broke up at nineteen, living a free and resolute life. His adventurous life was short-lived, as he accidentally fell into the sea and arrived in the 21st century. Rimbaud quickly accepted his place as a famous poet and wanderer in history, embarking on a new round of global travel. At a comic convention in Japan, due to his physical resemblance to the paper figure, he cosplayed the blond, blue-eyed Verlaine from "Bungo Stray Dogs." He arrived in the Bungo Stray Dog world in a white suit and suddenly developed gravity powers. Could this be a case of traveling back in time and becoming an assassin? To save himself, Rimbaud sought out Lantang, who had lost his memory due to a scheme by his former self, hoping to clear his name and have his wanted warrant lifted. But—I'm not Verlaine? Lantang's partner, is that you? Verlaine, you're my gene donor? My brother? The blond Rimbaud facepalmed. #Because I cosplayed Verlaine, I had to use my ex-boyfriend's name##After traveling through time, I actually have a younger brother! #★Based on three-dimensional historical facts, this is the main story. ★Rimbaud is known as "the unruly wind" and even "half a life of fire, half a life of seawater." While there will be a romance in this story, the ultimate ending is Rimbaud alone, with no real CP. ★Rimbaud thought he had traveled through time as the untamed Verlaine, but in fact, he was the real clone. ★This is a short story, expected to be around 200,000 words.</p>

Mingjiao felt she was probably the unluckiest transmigrator ever. She'd only stayed up all night reading a melodramatic novel about switched babies, and when she opened her eyes, she found herself transmigrated—into the body of the fake heiress with the same name as her. The fake heiress was a vicious supporting character, stupid and pretentious. Before the real heiress returned, she bullied her younger sister and sisters; after the real heiress returned, she was a master of scheming, manipulative, and sarcastic behavior. Mingjiao transmigrated just as her family was utterly disappointed in her and kicked her out of the house. Before she could even calm down, she was caught in a suspected burglary and assassination plot. The person who saved her was none other than the real heiress in disguise. Mingjiao silently lit a cigarette. "Life is so exciting." She'd done everything she could; clearing her name was impossible, never in this lifetime. She could only make a living by working with the real heiress to track down the culprit. But as they continued their investigation, things started to go wrong. Her adoptive mother, initially utterly disappointed in her, said, "It's my fault for not protecting you properly, that's why you've suffered so much." Her older sister, who initially loathed her, asked, "Can you trust me one more time?" Her younger sister, initially cold and distant, said, "Why didn't you tell us your reasons?" But Tang Xiaoyu, the true heiress who should hate her the most, gently took her hand, saying, "You said a life-saving grace should be repaid with marriage." Mingjiao: Meow meow meow, friends, none of you are right. Mingjiao, "Ahem… there are many kinds of repayment, whether it's marriage or being married, that's negotiable." *Tang Xiaoyu initially loathed Mingjiao; she was shallow, arrogant, foolish, spoiled, and vicious, possessing countless flaws completely mismatched with her beauty. Until one day, she saved her on a night filled with the fragrance of flowers and the stench of blood. A Mingjiao shrouded in mystery and countless secrets appeared before her. She still disliked her, perhaps even hated her, yet she was also drawn to her, ultimately unable to help but love her. *Mingjiao's life as seen by others: A tragic song of fate filled with a sense of destiny and burdened with too many sorrows. Mingjiao's own life as seen by Mingjiao: A silly and funny person's ordinary daily life. This story could also be titled "Everyone Around Me is a Mental Imagination Monster" or "I'm Really Just an Ordinary Person." Key points: The real and fake heiresses are not sisters and are not on the same household registration. There is a straight man system. The core plot remains the same, but the background has been changed, so the synopsis has also been revised. Originally, I wanted to write a straightforward story of a wealthy family, but I couldn't write without some combat elements, so this story has directly mutated. It's an unconventional wealthy family type of story, involving superpowers, martial arts, (not sure if) magic, etc... but the background is in a fictional city. ——————Pre-order: "Those Without Feelings Don't Get Hurt" Speaking of which, the process of Yu Tian and her nemesis friends getting to know each other has a redemption literature feel to it. At that time, the young and passionate friends took it upon themselves to fight evil and vowed to shine the light of justice in every corner of the world. By chance, they met Yu Tian and discovered she was trapped in an evil, mysterious organization. They bravely rescued her and other victimized children. Naturally, Yu Tian joined them. Later, and predictably, the organization came seeking revenge. Strangely, the children always treated Yu Tian like a child raised in a closed environment, but in her eyes, they were the foolish ones—naive and enthusiastic. Yu Tian knew they couldn't withstand the organization's relentless revenge, just as the storms of life can easily extinguish too much passion. Growth takes time, and even more so, it requires experiencing pain. So Yu Tian returned to the organization's embrace, delivering the cruelest blow to her friends, becoming their closest betrayer, a buffer against the storm, and a catalyst for growth—all in one. Then she died cleanly, without even a proper body, leaving her friends nowhere to curse her. But fate was as treacherous as her intentions; what she thought was true death turned out to be not. Hmm... Just like when she dared to die, she truly died; when she stabbed, she truly stabbed. Given this situation, she might as well keep dying. It's just that her companions are a bit disappointing. Some are plagued by trouble and being hunted, some have fallen into ruin and lost their initial ideals, and some have vanished without a trace, their whereabouts unknown. No way, no way, she said passion cools easily, and she really cooled down that quickly? Fine, if I can't die anymore, I'll get up and party. ————Theme: Keep a kind heart and move forward bravely.