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.

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!

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...

[Shennong System + Planting + Animal Husbandry + Business Management for Wealth]

Lin Xi encountered an accident during a meeting and transmigrated into the body of the daughter-in-law of a disgraced official. She accompanied her husband on his exile for three thousand miles and settled down in a small, dilapidated village.

Starting with a dilapidated hut, no problem, she has the Shennong System at her disposal.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully exchanging for a silver-quality woodcutter's knife. With this sharp blade in hand, you can cut through iron like mud."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully exchanging one pound of gold-quality seeds. Doubling the yield per acre is a given."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully exchanging for a diamond-quality instrument, which provides a clear view of the mineral vein distribution."

A man said, "Madam, there's another man of unparalleled quality here. He'll give you his money for free, he'll even pay you to stay!"

Lin Xi: "Since that's the case, I'll reluctantly accept it."

The original novel of the lighthearted fantasy comedy "My Dear Brother". Hou Chi, the number one cultivator in the cultivation world and the Supreme Ancestor of the Jade Flower Sect, possesses unfathomable cultivation and has been undefeated for thousands of years. Yet, he is mocked by the Demon Lord as a lifelong bachelor, a fossilized single dog, without even a sister, let alone a girl. To get revenge, he decides to abduct the Demon Lord's precious sister and make her his own. He'll rescue her, raise her, teach her magic, feed her, tell her bedtime stories, and give her rare treasures. Hmm, that should make him the perfect brother; she'll definitely forget her original brother. Sister Shi Xia: What does this man with the murderous look in his eyes, who drags her out of bed every night to tell ghost stories, want? The cultivation world is terrifying; she wants to go back to Earth!

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!

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!

This is a stone wall. This is a mountain. Or rather, this is a stone wall as high as a mountain, seemingly reaching to the sky with a majestic grandeur. But a stone wall is still just a stone wall, no matter how majestic it may be. The two arrived before this stone wall, which appeared to be composed of blocks of milky-white marble, like a vast, snow-white canvas. Countless vines extended from the cracks in the stone, like strokes of green ink being applied to this canvas—a masterpiece that no famous painter could rival.

[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>