Qu Yun opened her eyes to find ten strangers in a secret room, all looking bewildered. The bizarre rules of the Lamarck game then escalated into a life-or-death battle. Just as things were progressing smoothly, she discovered she was caught in a series of conspiracies and perils…

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Witness how a genius girl calmly sets up and breaks through the layers of intrigue in Lamarck's game, dissecting the true nature of humanity through psychological profiles.

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Bring your brain and enjoy a mental storm.

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The female lead is highly intelligent and cold-blooded, with sweet and doting friends. There is no male lead. It's a thrilling intellectual battle story, a pseudo-classical mystery disguised as an infinite flow novel (seriously mind-bending warning).

The book club is called Yunshang Xianfu. Click on the female character's profile at the end to add her directly. Xiaoyun is a regular member.

Once the gears of fate begin to turn, love and hate intertwine into an impenetrable net. Turning to Ashoka's "The One I Loved Most Was the Murderer," the male and female protagonists embark on a perilous and fraught journey to uncover the truth behind the unexpected death of the male protagonist's wife.

COVID-19, disease, hardship, misfortune, workplace struggles, love and hate, life and death… They persevered through countless difficulties, and they embraced new life amidst despair. This book celebrates the steadfastness and devotion of love, showcases the resilience and brilliance of humanity, and takes you deep into the labyrinth of human nature to explore the true meaning of love and redemption.

In this battle between love and sin, can they uncover the truth? The book features both thrilling mystery and delicate, moving emotions; it depicts a love story that transcends life and death, and also reveals the ugliness and justice of the world.

Thick fog hangs over the airport, international flights are delayed, and an ace agent from the Space Survey Agency navigates a polar vortex. Enduring severe turbulence, his passport expires, and his luggage is lost, he finds his own body on the baggage carousel, clutching the pendant of his ex-girlfriend, whom he had just met thousands of miles away in New York City. On the tarmac, at the airport control tower, in the cockpit, in the first-class cabin, even on communications satellites... Mysteries unfold in every corner of the sky and on the ground. Who is behind this? Under the vast sky, when will the mystery lift?