Choi Ho chose to study in South Korea for his studies. Despite being unfamiliar with Korean idol culture, he frequently encountered female idols. Love and career quietly arrived, but he could never have anticipated the events that followed. In the office, Seol-yoon smiled sweetly but sarcastically, "Okay, if you stay away from those women, I'll quit the group and become your secretary." In a hotel room, Yu-na leaned forward with tears in her eyes, "This is the birthday present I wanted..." In the shattered room, Jo Mi-yeon curled up, her voice trembling, "Let's just leave it at that." Backstage at the concert, in a dark corner, Choi Ho was cornered. Kim Ji-won, dressed in a dazzling costume, placed her hand on his ear, her eyes full of cat-like cunning. After the birthday party, Jang Kyu-jin, visibly sullen from the alcohol...

【The Hero's Rebellion! Serialization! 】

The life of a hero is also life!

I was eating snacks and drinking Coke at home, and suddenly I was summoned! Kouki——!

Do you know how much this hurts me! And you want me to fight the devil! I'll beat you like a big watermelon!

Okay, okay! I'm going to raise the flag today! Lowly bastards, lowly dwarfs! All of you die in these hands of justice!

I'm going to step by step, step by step, step by step——step——!

Pull all of you who are high and mighty down!

Tear! Chop! Crush——!!

Scatter your ashes in the cesspool!

It's you who made me lose everything, and I'm going to use my hands... to take everything back!

You started it first! You're totally responsible!

I'm White·Cold, the emperor——!

And you... are just stepping stones for me to climb onto the golden toilet!

Immortality! Hero Power! And... the divine right!

A makeup artist from later generations traveled through the past and absorbed the memories of two people.

Chu Lingyun tracked down Japanese spies, destroyed countless spy organizations, and arrested one spy after another. At the same time, Chu Lingyun disguised himself as a Japanese, went deep into the enemy group, obtained intelligence, and maneuvered among the Japanese high-level officials.

In that turbulent era, Chu Lingyun used his wit and wisdom to contribute to the beacon cause of the motherland and made indelible contributions.

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!

In the distant ancient age, the flames of civilization had yet to kindle.

On the barren and primitive Modaleng Plain, the demons of deep space stretched their writhing tentacles without restraint.

The spirits of nature clung to the shadows, hoarding their dwindling strength, fearful and silent.

I came from the other side—bearing the torch of civilization.

But the light I brought stirred more than awe; it awakened the rot.

Waves of ignorance and madness followed in its wake.

The fetid, decaying firmament blinked open its ancient, starless eye.

Yet I shall not yield.

I will shatter the chains of flesh and blood,

pierce the boundaries of thought and spirit,

and in this cursed cosmos where even the stars decay—

Let it be known:

Strangers shall never be slaves.

In a world full of superheroes, not having a system isn't a big deal.

But if the superheroes here are more jerks than each other, that's a huge problem.

In the cabin of the plane that was about to crash into the Atlantic Ocean, Wei Chen began to write a suicide note: the plane was flying at an altitude of 40,000 feet, the cockpit was filled with smoke and fire, and the safety door was broken, causing the cabin to lose pressure. The only life-saving straw-what should we do if the superheroes don't care about us? Waiting online, very urgent.

This book is also known as "Superhero Begins in Black Robe", "I Formed the Justice League", "Batman Through Time, I Am Your Father".

The world in fantasy has become reality, countless time travelers have entered randomly, and wars between worlds with different rules have begun. The plot has collapsed, the protagonist has rushed to the street, and supporting characters have risen. The time travellers, aborigines, and strong men and forces from various worlds have fought and intrigued. All kinds of extraordinary forces intertwined and collided...

How come the kind, righteous, and sunny characters in the original novel become more selfish, sinister, and unscrupulous than the others?

This world is too chaotic and dangerous... After thinking about it, someone decided that all this was definitely not the problem of his world lord. However, for the sake of safety, he decided not to reveal his identity.

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.

Cen Qing transmigrated into a book, transmigrating into the villain who single-handedly created the zombie virus in the post-apocalyptic novel.

It’s not scary to dress up as a villain, what’s scary is that there is a villain who is more powerful than her.

Looking at Jiang Ci who was still dormant in the culture medium in front of him, Cen Qing recalled his own ending in the original book, his little heart trembled.

Did she kill him before he turned black and grew up, or pulled out his oxygen catheter now?

But Jiang Ci’s first sentence after waking up was, “Mom.”

Cen Qing was so frightened that the hand that pulled out the oxygen tube swished back, and since then began the daily routine of raising a baby/raising a man in the last days.

“Qingqing, blood is drawn on the hand, it needs to be healed to be healed.”

Cen Qing glanced at the wound where a drop of blood appeared, and ignored him.

“Qingqing, the zombies are Ah Ci’s good friends, can you stop beating their heads?”

Cen Qing glanced at the zombie with its bloody mouth open, and slammed the stick again.

“Qingqing, he pushed me on purpose. I don’t care at all that you stay in the same space as him.”

Cen Qing glanced at his stunned assistant and sighed.

Who did Jiang Ci learn the tea-in-tea phrase from?

But the day-to-day life of raising a baby suddenly changed his style of painting one day. The reason was that Cen Qing recruited another male assistant, the kind who looked soft and cute.

The man pushed her against the wall, his dark eyes filled with strong possessiveness, his voice was hoarse,

“Qingqing, you are not good, and a disobedient child should be locked up with chains.”

Cen Qing, who was trapped in the man’s hot embrace and could not move, burst into tears.

Is it too late for her to pull out the oxygen tube now? Waiting online, very urgent.