New book: Hong Kong Island Chronicles: The Rise of a Super Rich Family in Hong Kong.

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Reborn in Hong Kong Island in 1972.

He became the only son of Lui Lok, the five-hundred-million-dollar detective.

Although Hong Kong's business development was booming at this time, triads were rampant and domineering, corruption was rampant, and public servants frequently extorted protection money from citizens.

But all of this slowly changed with the appointment of the new governor (McLehose).

In October 1973, the Governor of Hong Kong (MacLehose) proposed the establishment of an independent anti-corruption agency, namely the ICAC.

After this news was released...

Former detectives and inspectors from various departments panicked. Major triads also began to keep a low profile and seek new ways out.

Lei Luo: Let's go live on the island of Taiwan.

Lei Jiagang: Dad, you'll definitely have to keep running the road, but you also need to clean up all that money.

After that, he used his father's money to invest in the stock market, establish film and record companies, make the most popular movies, and date the most beautiful women.

Stock market battles, fights against major foreign firms, acquisitions of British-owned groups, and the establishment of the Chinese Alliance.

And so it went, step by step...

Clothing, food, housing, transportation, finance, real estate, hotels, electronics and technology, heavy and light industries, etc.

Many years later...

Lei Jiagang's businesses span the globe, and Hong Kong truly became a port for the Lei family in terms of commerce.

A gray fog engulfs the world, a lighthouse hangs high. Zhang Yang transmigrates to a post-apocalyptic world, ending up in a slum. Unable to pay rent, he faces being thrown out to feed the monsters. Fortunately, he's bound to a simulator; by consuming spiritual energy, he can deduce a lifetime and receive rewards! Zhang Yang simulates the future daily, cautiously trying and failing, searching for a way to survive, and uncovering the truth. Suddenly, he looks back and realizes he has already broken through the gray fog and fought his way through the apocalypse… This book is also known as: "Surviving the Apocalypse, Luckily I Have a Simulator," "Simulating the Future a Thousand Times, Emerging with a Single Life," and "Simulating Godhood, Starting from the Post-Apocalyptic Slums."

Transmigrated into the body of Peter Parker's younger brother, Ciri Parker? Surviving in this dangerous Marvel world will be quite a challenge, but thankfully, he has a cheat code: the Twelve Talismans! And of course, the Shadow Legion! This is a story about the Twelve Talismans in the Marvel universe. (The synopsis is weak, but I hope you enjoy the content.) PS: This book is a slow burn.

"He's already dead. Just send him to the crematorium." Ye Xi, the post-apocalyptic powerhouse, had barely opened his eyes when he was presented with a crematorium gift package. The original owner of this body was handsome, rich, and owned a house, yet he was infatuated with love, determined to hang himself on Mu Zhige's big tree. To avoid another crematorium visit, Ye Xi quickly signed the annulment agreement prepared by the domineering CEO, preparing to live a leisurely life of farming and retirement. Who knew that retirement would be so difficult? A breach of contract penalty blocked his way, and a ferocious star beast was eyeing him menacingly from behind. The mutated star beast, now a "delicious dessert," chuckled, rolled up his sleeves, and charged forward. "You unfilial son, kneel down and call me father!"

"Mommy?" A chubby little hand gently poked the woman lying on the bed, her big eyes blinking, revealing a hint of panic.

Wen Qing stared at the snow-white ceiling, a sight that could never exist in the cultivation world. She, a dignified Nascent Soul cultivator, had already failed her tribulation, and now she was a single mother, not to mention having to help this adopted son find his biological father?

Wen Qing decided to put aside these unhappy thoughts for now: "Hey, you cheapskate, get your mommy some food first." She wanted to eat her fill so she could continue her cultivation. Watch as she starts anew, living her own wonderful life. Our goal is the stars and the sea!

[Rank 1 Skeleton Already Generated]

[Level 1 Slime Already Generated]

[Captured: Level 45 Fallen Saintess Elise]

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Lin Cheng was originally a top player in the massive online game "Conquer Online", but his account was banned due to a scheme.

Suddenly, the world changed, and the game became reality.

Lin Cheng originally intended to rely on his experience to advance smoothly, but he unexpectedly found himself becoming a bound spirit of the underground city.

Let's start managing the dungeon!

Traversing the Swallowed Starry Sky, carrying the Three Thousand Great Daos of Immortality, he swept through the land unchallenged. On Earth: Using the Zerg hive's poison gas to cultivate a supreme poison technique, his cosmic-level attacks were unmatched. In the Universe: The Great Five Elements Technique... the Great World Technique... mastering all the laws. The Great Blood Soul Technique, the Great Devouring Technique... mastering perfect genes. The Great Treasure Refining Technique transformed him into a wholesaler of precious treasures.

Ji Donglai, an ordinary man, has been dragged along by the times for over forty years, exhausted from his journey. He unintentionally returns to his small city in 1999. His parents are still alive, and he faces the pressure of his final year of high school and the lingering effects of layoffs. Finally, Ji Donglai is no longer lost; he's starting over. Gone are the grand pronouncements of changing the world; only the simple goal of improving his family's life remains: to take steps towards a better life. Hebei is very close to the capital; getting an apartment first isn't bad at all… Book club: 192291828. Welcome to join if you enjoy this book. My new book, *Rise of the 2004 Automobile Era*, has been released; big shots, please check it out!

[Refreshing story + invincible protagonist + extraordinary potion system + bizarre monsters + wilderness migration and survival + item fusion and evolution + decisive and ruthless + extreme survival]

In May, when the world was shrouded in eerie fog, some people drew their swords over half a moldy steamed bun by the campfire of the migrating team. Meanwhile, Ling Feng was chewing on a piece of wheat bread in his mobile fortress. The rotten, hard lumps mixed with morning dew and peach wood had somehow become a fluffy staple food, with a sweet aroma that also carried the scent of exorcising evil spirits.

This ability was forced out by the Shadowfiend. When the Shadowfiend was chasing him to the brink of death, three wrecked cars suddenly twisted into a campervan with runic iron netting, and the faint light repelled the ghost.

He hid himself extremely well: during the day, he covered the fortress with withered branches, hiding it at the back of the line as scrap metal; at night, he activated the oxygen supply system, cultivating soul-suppressing herbs and vegetables in the cultivation chamber. But if any tomb raiders dared to touch the fortress, he would use a binding rope made of ink line and ghostly fingernails to create bait, throwing it into the fog to lure away the Crying Bone.

While others sought exorcising talismans and water, he had already used the Shadow Demon Soul Core to create an extraordinary potion. A glimmer in his eyes allowed him to see through the truth: the Crying Bone harmed people with the Heart-Eating Curse, requiring the fusion of Soul-Suppressing Grass and a Copper Bell to make Tranquilizing Incense; the Painted Skin Ghost was hiding in the crowd, requiring the use of a fragment of the Demon-Revealing Mirror and a flashlight to create a Deception-Dispelling Lamp to expose him.

The migration was long and arduous, the rotting wood forest thick with black sap that clung to souls, old clothes piled high, hooking fingers with deadly intent; the human heart was more treacherous than ghosts. But Lingfeng's fortress was always brightly lit, and the tomatoes in the cultivation pods bore golden-edged fruit, imbued with the power of the potion. He turned the steering wheel, the iron mesh shattering the ghostly shadows, the tires crushing white bones, chewing on bread as he looked at the chaos in the rearview mirror, and let out a cold laugh.

In this world, the strongest source of confidence isn't prayer, but the ability to turn scrap metal into a demon-slaying sword and moldy steamed buns into hot meals. Ling Feng happens to excel at this.