In his first month back in the modern world, Lin Muran picked up a girl at a comic convention—one who claimed to be a dragon.
“Life is but a dream, and humans are like specks of dust. Why do mortals always stare at half-naked women in paintings? How pitiful...”
“Put down that dakimakura first, then we’ll talk.”
In his second month, he ran into a girl at his doorstep, her smile clearly forced, held in place by her own fingers.
“Master said... if I register as a monster girl here, I can eat for free. Is that true?” the girl named Di Hou asked while maintaining her painfully fake grin.
“First of all, we already have one freeloader at home.”
By the third month, the door was knocked on yet again—this time, by a seemingly elegant older girl who claimed to be his number one anti-fan.
"Papa Lin, how about we collaborate on a Birdkin’s Tale? Guaranteed hit!"
"Honestly, I preferred it when you and your troll army were just roasting me in the comments."
Bring your own game board and travel to a world of plausibility.
But the game I play is a text hang-up game! What happened to this monster that came from its mouth?
Fortunately, on-hook games also have their own advantages. Everything is based on data, which affects the real world. Although it is nonsense, it is really delicious!
The humble author opens a new book, please support!
“You saved me, and I let my daddy agree with him!”
Ning Xi accidentally rescued a small bun, but was given a big bun as a gift.
After the marriage, Lu Tingxiao favored his wife like his life, and abused the dog even his son.
“Boss, the company is really for the wife to play with? Do you care if your wife wants to sell the company?” “Sell your company?”
“Master, it’s okay! Madam said that he is going to lift the roof!” “Don’t go help Madam up the ladder.”
“Baba, thank you for the big bear you bought for Xiaobao!” “That was for your mother.”
“My husband, I really like this script, can I pick it up?” Lu Tingxiao calmly said, “Yes.”
That night, Ning Xi scrambled and ran out. Lu Tingxiao! Can you uncle! ! !
He used the name “100 Points for Hidden Marriage: Get One Free for a Hot Wife”, and published the name “Gentleman Repays Gratitude”.
The Moon holds crucial strategic significance for Earth and serves as humanity's gateway to the deeper reaches of the universe. As a regular soldier stationed at China's Guanghan Station on the Moon, Cauchy is fully aware of the weight of his responsibility. Witnessing the warm lives of lunar residents and the continuous breakthroughs made by scientific research, Cauchy's vision for humanity's future grows ever more profound. The successful development of helium-3 has completely solved humanity's electricity needs, but it has also stirred the wrath of those with ulterior motives. He is forced to ponder whether technological advancement is designed to perpetuate war or to forge a brighter future for humanity...
A sword cultivator must be pure.
Love must be exclusive.
One sword by my side, one love for a lifetime.
No matter the mountains and rivers, no matter the realm—slaying immortals, vanquishing demons, killing gods, cleaving the heavens—I will only follow my path, and I will only search for her, my one true love...
【Relaxed and funny + anti-routine】
Xia Yuan, an aura insulator who travels to the world of immortal cultivation.
Apart from chopping wood and gaining experience every day, the system is of no use at all.
The leader of Xingmu Peak struck with a palm, but Xia Yuan was unharmed?
Sect Master: "We have a genius in our sect! We will invest resources in his training!"
Peak Master: "Can you withstand my palm? With such terrifying strength, could it be that you are the Ascended Lord?"
Zhang Xiaocui: "Is he Laojun who is hiding his identity? Then I..."
Xia Yuan went from being an unknown person in the sect to being the revered Laojun by everyone overnight.
Experience = health?
To be a good mistress:
Lesson 1: The location does not matter; all that matter is whether he wishes to.
“This is an exchange for money and not a game of love.”
Yet, he is eventually addicted to spoiling her and sending her to cloud nine, giving her whatever she wishes for.
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“Young Master Huo, Ms. An said that she wants to be the world’s top supermodel.”
As a result, news of the Huo Conglomerate entering the entertainment industry shocks the entire world.
“Young Master Huo, Ms. An said that she wants to get married at the age of 28.” The man’s gaze deepened as he replied, “That’s too late.”
The little bun behind him secretly hands him a household registration book and declares with a nasal and innocent-sounding voice, “Daddy, I will pay for your nine-dollar marriage registration fee!”
Zhao Dezhu was reborn.
He doesn't know how to trade treasury bills, doesn't know how to trade stocks, doesn't remember winning lottery numbers, and doesn't know how to make money in business...
He has only one thought: I want to be self-reliant!
[No heroine's love line][No realm system][Villain protagonist][Occasionally recite poetry]
"So what if I'm dead? Isn't it the same as using your own corpse to revive the soul?"
The living have to know how to calculate, and the dead have to follow the rules - Li Huo happened to have all of them.
Everyone who met him, whether human or ghost, said he was evil, but little did they know that this was the way for the dead to seek life.
"Want to become an immortal? First you have to learn how to fool people!"
Little did they know that becoming an immortal did not necessarily mean one would be invincible...
Eerie and ferocious ghosts and evil spirits, twisted and bizarre people and their supernatural powers.
No matter good or evil, right or wrong, it is just a matter of thought. It is all about doing what one wants and pursuing immortality.
Taizu Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty once said that those who recover Yanyun will be granted the title of king with a different surname.
Wei Yuan traveled through this world and learned that his eldest sister Wei Shuyi had already given birth to a daughter for the Sheng family, and his second sister Wei Ruyi had also been married to someone else.
When I was fifteen years old, I felt that I was failing in my studies, that I had no hope of passing the imperial examinations, and that I had no power to use.
In order to change his life, he angrily abandoned his writing and joined the army, joining the army to guard the frontier.
The horse is flying fast, the bow is like a thunderbolt...
Looking back again, I tried my best to turn the sky, regain Yanyun, grant a king with a different surname, and control the world...
Wei Yuan: Our little girl is in pain!