[Skilled in both career and romance, both main characters are strong]

Nanxi, who was born at the peak of her career, was pampered by her family from a young age.

Others were envious but dared not speak out. The most common private discussion was: "Ten years east of the river, ten years west of the river; the Nan family's triumph won't last long."

Perhaps there is strength in numbers, even in malicious expectations.

When she was 20, her family suddenly fell into poverty, and for a time, many people cheered with joy.

However, Nanxi refused to follow everyone's wishes and went against the tide, striving to shoulder the heavy responsibility of the family.

From a pretty face actress to a powerful national first-class actress, and then to an all-around superstar, she has taken each step steadily and firmly!

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Wait a minute, Gao Qiufeng was the first to stand up for the young master, reminding him: "Did you forget to introduce the important VIP?"

Nanxi: "Loan sharks don't deserve to be here."

Zhang Yichen: ...

Su Zhu's eyes were alluring, and she smiled gently in support: "Xi Xi is right."

This is an era where legends have faded: the old Dragon King in the north turns over and the earth trembles; the peacocks in the west, nestled among the green leaves, are too lazy to move; two old sword-wielding men, with no grudge against each other, fight to the death; and a poor, weary scholar throws aside his books, suddenly draws his sword, and shatters half the land. This is also an era where legends are reborn: stunningly beautiful girls don't yet know how to dress; generals who sweep the land are still stealing sheep; not to mention the still-growing eccentric scholars, heretics, and strange monks; a callow youth picks up a purple robe and wants to declare himself emperor, only to be stabbed through the heart by an even younger child. That younger child says: "The stage is set, all the roles are played, a bizarre and wonderful panorama of humanity, but I am the protagonist of this play, destined for greatness. What can I do? I, a swordsman, am destined to be stronger than everyone else!"

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.

[Time travel + second playthrough] [Loli] [Yandere] [Multiple heroines] [Minor intellectual battles + math and physics]

The world has restarted, but you lost your memories. Will you become the protagonist of the story?

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All living beings on the Tianyuan Continent possess three souls, from which three cultivation paths have emerged: body refinement, qi refinement, and soul refinement.

Xu Lin, who died and traveled through time, did not have three souls and seven spirits. He had to let the ghost lady Mochi reside in his body, pretending to be his soul, thus being resurrected as a half-human, half-spirit.

His otherworldly adventures then veered towards an absurd and bizarre style.

Xie Si, a little girl who was bought to be buried with her husband in a ghost marriage and is now in utter despair?

A sickly, delusional childhood friend who feeds false memories to her feigned amnesia and is full of lies?

A foster father who searches far and wide for books from Earth and develops religion, economy, and technology in another world?

Laplace the fairy, an otherworldly escapee who impersonates a system?

Xue Miaomiao, a catgirl who works as a hunter from another world in a brothel?

A half-human, half-demon daughter from the future, living in mourning?

Even more so, there are those who want to refine themselves into spirits and stay with their past life lovers for life?

...

While gradually repairing his battered life through adventure, Xu Lin uncovers the secrets of the Tianyuan Continent and its immortals and gods.

Shocking! The Tianyuan Continent is flat! There's another world on the other side!

They were all fooled by Him! The Three Lives Stone was actually fossilized dung from a real dragon!

Is this what they're doing, restarting the world?

...

This world has long been riddled with holes by the local immortals and gods who are obsessed with entertainment and the foreign demons who have distorted the laws. Should Xu Lin, who knows everything, save this world that is on the verge of collapse?

Is it that what they can do, I cannot?

[When the officers fight, I pretend to be Tang; when the officers fall, I clear the map!]

Reborn in a parallel world, Li Yishu became a knife-wielding streamer for Operation Delta Force.

At the start, the player possessed a small, well-equipped character wearing six sets of armor and attacked Pu Ba. Kurosawa angrily crouched at the withdrawal point to seek revenge, but was directly countered by the six-man team.

Xiao Xiaoyan said, "Sir, it would be a disgrace not to avenge this. I think this kid has some potential. Why don't we join him?"

Soon, Li Yishu joined Kurosawa's squad and became Corporal Xiaoshu.

After a long period of adjustment, the three of them participated in the Raptors Cup together.

Kurosawa: "Brothers, listen to my command! Little Swallow, be the human bomb, I'll take care of killing. Ichiki, you just loot the bags!"

"Absolute obedience to the officer!"

The three men stormed up to the CEO from the central control building, only to be unexpectedly surrounded from both sides.

Little Swallow was killed, and Kurosawa was killed six times in a row.

Xiao Xiaoyan cried out, "Yishu, don't worry about me, go and save the officer!"

Kurosawa: "Don't worry about me, Kazuki, quickly grab my gun and get out of here!"

Li Yishu: "Sir, how could I abandon you?"

Little Swallow: "Yishu, you've already run to the garden!"

Having already reached the garden, Li Yishu circled around the president from the dark room, instantly defeating three opponents and wiping out two teams on the spot.

Xiao Xiaoyan: "Sir, the tree is clear!"

Kurosawa: "Huh? Holy crap, I've become a stand-in..."

After that, whenever Kurosawa collapsed during a live stream, netizens would exclaim, "Go to the Western Paradise and invite the Buddha! No... go invite Ichiki!"

In the comments section, netizens offered their usual scathing remarks: "How to tell the difference between a wolf and a dog? White is a wolf, black is a dog. A wolf eats with big bites, a dog swallows slowly. Look at the fur: rough and hard to groom, a wolf; smooth and easy to comb, the king of dogs!"

The world lies in ruins, the glory of civilization faded. Humanity survives, the sun's last rays still illuminating the world. A surviving scavenger wanders the devastated wilderness, yearning for a distant future. He clings to hope, hoping to find a home before his hopes fade, to carve out a future with his own hands, to build an enduring monument from the ashes of the apocalypse.

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From suppressing the rebellion and reducing the power of the princes to relocating the capital and compiling the classics, from conquering the Mongols to venturing to Southeast Asia, I was omnipresent, yet no one knew of my presence. I wielded power in my sleeves, traveling incognito, discreetly! Discreetness is the key to success. A tortuous life, a passive fate, ultimately led to his rise and counterattack. Seemingly a powerless imposter, he reversed his passive life trajectory, creating a new landscape for the entire environment! The turbulent struggle for the throne, the meticulously planned reforms to reduce the power of the princes, the glorious moment of the Yongle Encyclopedia, the decisive relocation of the capital, the internal strife and external rebellions—in all these events, large and small, his shadow could not be erased, his footprints could not be concealed! The early Ming Dynasty was a time of constant turmoil. It was an era of receding turmoil, yet a group of heroes and ruthless figures stirred history, pushing the Ming Dynasty's rule to its first peak! In such a historical context, how did a small figure from modern times manage to manipulate events, intervene in such upheaval, and achieve his own discreet glory?

Do you believe there is a real world reflected in the mirror?

I believe it.

"Why?"

"Because I've been inside."

"Oh? What's it like inside?"

"It's exactly the same as the real world, except everything is upside down... Oh, there are no people in that world, no living people."

"No living people? What does that mean?"

"There are many, such as Sadako, zombies, vampires, Ouija boards, painted skin, the White Bone Demon... all kinds of terrifying creatures from human legends and urban tales, that world has them all."

So every night, the area opposite the mirror becomes exceptionally lively.

"Then you still dare to enter the mirror?"

"Don't worry, we're not ordinary people either. In that world, we can play all sorts of ghost-suppressing figures, such as Taoist priests, wizards, exorcists, mountain gods, local deities, and so on. The more powerful ones can even be mythological figures like Sun Wukong or Laozi."

"Whenever the night is quiet in reality, we secretly pass through the mirror, dress up as various legendary figures, and fight against ghosts and monsters. Those of us who can enter the mirror are collectively known as: the administrators of the mirror world."

"..."

The head of the psychiatry department looked at the patient across from him, who was dressed in a hospital gown and talking fluently, and wrote down the description he had just heard in the medical record: "Go on, I'm listening."

This story begins in 2013. Mobile internet was booming, and everything familiar was undergoing rapid change. New trends emerged, challenging the traditional values of an ancient nation. It was a year of turmoil and prosperity. Some said it was a time of declining moral principles and a decline in moral values, perhaps the worst of times. Others said it was a year of vibrant energy, simplified government, and clean laws, perhaps the best of times...

I will always remember the day when my phone popped up with a stranger's group chat invitation, and the group owner was giving out red envelopes and money. What should have been a happy day turned into an endless nightmare for us...