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.

"My name is Roach. I'm not a horse, nor am I a carrot. I

'm currently in pieces (literally), but since I've been put back together, I can be considered alive.

I don't have any special hobbies, nor do I have any special interpersonal relationships. By local standards, even if I'm not illiterate, I can be considered illiterate.

My main daily tasks are fishing, making soup, chopping wood, and feeding horses.

I haven't traveled around the world. You asked me what my main job is? Probably pets.

What are I good at? It seems that I'm not particularly good at anything. If I have to say, it's probably courting death.

If I have to say, I'm quite confident in my appearance because the witch praised me for being cute."

The man, with scars left by healed wounds on his face, smiled like a child as if he had just emerged from a hellish battlefield, and raised the axe in front of him.

He is the heir of Di Hao Group; decisive, cold-blooded yet dotes on his wife a little too much.

“Husband, I think I want to rear a pet. What do you think we should rear?”

“Rear you.”

“Husband, I want to change bed sheets. Which material do you think is the most comfortable to sleep on?”

“You.”

“………”

Zhuang Nai Nai: Can’t he speak properly for once?

One day, somebody asked the man, “Why are you always the first one to bow your head every time you two fight?”

Si Zheng Ting: “I am 185 cm, she is 165 cm. Of course I have to bow down to speak to her.”

To put it short, this is a story about a black-belly president, his wife and their effort to conceive children after marriage.

A special mecha game was born in the future world, but after Wang Qianduo entered the game, he was surprised to find that

Why is my painting style different from others?

What the hell is the first charge of 6 yuan to send a legendary weapon?

Whenever humans practice martial arts, they must have proficiency levels.

This is the first level entry, the second level proficiency, the third level proficiency, the fourth level master, the fifth level grandmaster...

There is an upper limit for proficiency level, but Zhong Cang does not.

Let’s look at Zhong Cang, relying on the attribute panel, step by step to improve his skills to a state that is unprecedented and unprecedented.

The first step is to start with the special skill [Sword of Ignorance]...

A meteor falls in the gloomy earthly world, and ten young writers in a group die at the same time and travel through it at the same time, scattered all over the continent of Minecraft. Can they reunite, while maintaining the plot, set up a reality portal to return to reality and change their destiny? Rainimator's world, the broken way home.

Zhou Kao traveled to this world of gods and ghosts similar to Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio. He was not interested in ordinary women, but was very interested in the thousand-year-old snake demon under the Qingcheng Mountain, the jade-faced fox girl with millions of private property, the flower fairy who had gone through reincarnation and the celestial maiden who had fallen into the mortal

world. Zhou Kao was not idle during his years of studying.

He would clean every dilapidated temple he met, release every carp he thought was spiritual, and say to every fox that met him: "You are such a beauty!

[Time Travel + Mingchao + Multiple Heroines + Food, Drinks, Fun, Non-Plot] Comment and we'll reply to any plot you want. Watch it for fun, OOC mine, your wives'. Time Travel to Mingchao, and I'm a drifter? Hey, why is there someone lying next to me? Is it Xixi? Wait, why is she in my room? ...Last draw... Win! Bai Lichen stared at the screen, as if he wanted to stare through the lottery interface. Golden light! It's golden light! He's been working hard for three days and three nights, and now he can win! Bai Lichen jumped up in his chair excitedly! Suddenly, his eyes went dark. ...At least, let me see if I won...

This is the age of food, and it's also the age of the extraordinary.

Five hundred years have passed since gourmet cells came into this world.

The incomparably huge world has officially entered the pioneering generation!

To put it simply, it is a story about competing with various heirs of the Chinese little masters, taming tyrants and demon kings on the ground with cooking, and conquering gods and demons with delicious food, and even diners from other worlds.

(Food-based + Zongman + Zhutianwen.)