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 Seeing Yang Che walking out, Yang Hu said to him with a smile on his fat face: "Yang Che, come here."
 Yang Che's eyelids twitched slightly, but he still walked to the courtyard calmly, without saying anything, and just stared at Yang Hu indifferently.
 The fierce-looking stranger was a bearded man with a sinewy face.
 He looked at Yang Che carefully, frowned and said, "Yang Hu, this man is too thin, is it okay?"
 "Boss Zhao, you can do it. Although this guy is a little thinner, his bones are strong and he still has a lot of strength."
 Seeing that the bearded man was a little unhappy, Yang Hu immediately said flatteringly.
 "Okay, since I have the strength, I'll take it away."
 The bearded man said, pointing at Yang Che: "Come with me."
 Yang Che was confused and froze on the spot without moving.
 At this time, he saw Yang Hu take out a piece of paper full of words from his arms, wave it in front of him, and said with a smile:
 "Yang Che, this is Foreman Zhao from the neighboring county. He is here to hire labor in our village. I have helped you get a place and signed an employment contract with Foreman Zhao. You can go with him. From now on, it will be considered Now that I have a formal job, I can live up to your dead grandfather."
 When Yang Che heard this, he wished he could just get up and slap Yang Hu hard on the ears. Yang Hu knew that he was illiterate, so even if he had done something about it, he had no way of knowing.
 What's even more hateful is that this person killed his grandfather, but he kept pretending to be innocent and generous. It's really hateful.
 Yang Che turned his gaze to Foreman Zhao, but still didn't think too badly of him, and asked expectantly: "I dare to ask Mr. Zhao, what is written on this paper?"
 Foreman Zhao, a bearded man with a strong beard, glanced at Yang Hu, and then said calmly:
 "It is indeed an employment contract signed by Yang Hu on your behalf. The content is that you can mine in my Xingshan Mine and you will get two taels of silver a month. You can leave Xingshan Mine after working for up to three years. "
 "Mining?"
 Yang Che had heard a little bit about this.
 Whether it was when his grandfather was still alive or in recent years, he had heard of people from the mines coming to the village to hire labor.
 There are also people in the village who have made a fortune from mining and returned to the village to marry their wives and live a good life.
 Yang Che thought, if he went mining for a while and earned money, it would be much easier to learn how to read and write.
 But it was impossible for him to believe Yang Hu's words in his bones, so Foreman Zhao said it himself, and Yang Che was half-convinced.
 There was nothing to pack, so Yang Che packed a few changes of coarse cloth clothes, and after thinking about it carefully, he rolled up all the things he got in the grotto in the bag, and then followed Foreman Zhao to a main road outside the village. A carriage parked on the roadside.
 As soon as he got on the carriage, Yang Che found that there were already several teenagers and half-grown children crowded in the carriage.
 These children, like him, were all wearing tattered clothes, and they looked like children from poor families.
 The carriage bumped all the way and walked for four or five days before arriving at a mine located deep in the mountains.
 "Get out of here, hurry up."
 With a vulgar curse, the carriage compartment was opened.
 Foreman Zhao, the bearded and bearded man who had been relatively 'mild' before, suddenly seemed to be a different person. He was holding a black and oily leather whip in his hand and was beating Yang Che and others indiscriminately.
 "Ouch, ouch. Mr. Zhao, why are you beating someone?"
 Among them, two slightly older children screamed and shouted at Foreman Zhao in confusion.
 At this moment, Yang Che suddenly felt an ominous feeling in his heart.
 "Hitting people? Hehe. I spent real money to buy you. If you want to hit or scold them, it depends on my mood."
 Foreman Zhao spat fiercely on the ground and continued viciously:
 "Hu Lai, Yang Che, Meng Ran, Zhang Gu, Liu Song, the five of you are already my mine slaves. From now on, you must obey me obediently, otherwise I will be careless and you will be beaten to death accidentally. That's fine. Just deserve it."
 "Ah, I want to go home, I want to go home."
 One of the younger children was crying and rushing outside the mine, trying to escape.
 Yang Che recognized this child as Meng Ran. He was the shyest and introverted child along the way and almost never spoke to other children.
 There was a loud bang, and Meng Ran was blocked by a burly man.
 The big man kicked Meng Ran directly on the stomach. Meng Ran flew backwards like a kite with its string broken, and hit the hard stone surface hard. After twitching for a few times, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He didn't know what it was. Life is death.
 This scene immediately frightened the other children. Their faces turned pale and they stood there blankly, not daring to move at all.
 Yang Che's eyes were cold and he clenched his fists unconsciously.
 When he learned that he was sold by Yang Hu to Foreman Zhao as a mine slave, a raging anger seemed to burst out of his chest.
 But Meng Ran's tragic situation always reminded him not to be impulsive.
 At this moment, Yang Che completely wrapped up his heart. He looked at the world with cold eyes, and his character became stronger and tougher.
 Meng Ran was dragged away, and Yang Che, Hu Lai, Zhang Gu and Liu Song were assigned to the same simple wooden house.
 There are only five wooden beds in the wooden house and nothing else.
 The carriage was bumpy and tiring, coupled with the fright just now, Hu Lai, Zhang Gu and Liu Song fell on the wooden bed and soon began to snore.
 Yang Che also lay down. He put his hands on the back of his head and pillowed his head on the baggage, but he couldn't fall asleep.
 Standing up and sitting cross-legged, Yang Che practiced the first level of the "Purple Yuan Jue" again. He felt refreshed and his fatigue was swept away.
 He felt that the strange airflow in his body seemed to be stronger, but he was troubled by not knowing what the strange airflow was for.
 While he was thinking, the door of the wooden house was pushed open and a pale and thin young man walked in.
 "Don't sleep anymore, get up quickly. Follow me to get the tools." The young man kicked the wooden bed one by one.
 Hu Lai and his friends were sleepy until they were roughly grabbed from the bed and thrown on the ground by the young man. They stood up with a groan.
 Yang Che secretly stuffed the bag under the bed when no one was paying attention.
 Then, Yang Che and his friends followed the young man to an extremely spacious stone house.
 Behind the long table at the door of the stone house sat an old man in his twilight years.
 After the pale-faced and thin young man bowed to the old man, he said to Yang Che and the others:
 "This is Mr. Wei, who is in charge of tools at our Xingshan Mine. If the tools are broken and need to be repaired or replaced in the future, just come to Mr. Wei directly."
 Then the young man said to the old man: "Mr. Wei, please give them a set of tools each."
 "Come in with me."
 Mr. Wei coughed and stood up with a hoarse voice.
 Yang Che and the others followed the old man into the house and saw a large number of stone and iron tools piled up inside.
 Afterwards, each of them received an iron chisel, a stone shovel and an iron pickaxe.
 These tools are very heavy.
 Yang Che saw that Liu Song, who was about the same age as him, had a hard time just picking up the three tools, not to mention using these tools to mine.
 Hu Lai and Zhang Gu were both fourteen or fifteen years old, so it was not very hard for them to pick up these tools.
 Yang Che originally thought that he would definitely have the same hard time as Liu Song to pick up these tools, but he did not expect that he could easily grab these tools in his hands.
 Yang Che immediately pretended to be very tired, he didn't want others to see his ease.
 However, the old man Wei noticed Yang Che's action, and a strange color flashed in his dim eyes.
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 [Traditional Immortal Cultivation + No System + Single Female Lead + Growth-oriented Protagonist] + [Spiritual Field, Alchemy, Formation, Refining, Talisman Making, Raising Spirit Insects] 
 Yang Che, who was abused since childhood and sold as a miner, accidentally fell into the cave of an immortal cultivator and got the ancient body refining technique and the mysterious 'Nine-leaf Moyang Fruit'! 
 He learned to plant spiritual medicine, refine alchemy, make talismans, formation, and raise spirit insects. Facing countless temptations and tribulations, he was determined to cultivate immortals, endured loneliness, and counterattacked step by step on the road of immortal cultivation, pushed the immortal gate to the immortal position, and became a 'formation talisman master' respected by thousands of people [refining qi, building foundation, forming elixir, Yuanying, incarnation, refining emptiness, fusion, Mahayana] 
 The original name of this book is "Ascension, starting from the Chaos of Heaven and Earth", also known as "Swallowing Heaven Immortal Root", "Mortal Cultivation, Picking Up the Heaven-Defying Immortal Grass at the Beginning"
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 On modern-day Earth, An Lin seems to have been abandoned by God. 
 When his father suddenly disappears, An Lin is left with his father’s immense debt, putting his life at risk. 
 After being forced to a rooftop by his pursuing creditors, An Lin is unexpectedly swept off his feet and brought to the ground safely.
 After learning that he was saved by an Immortal, An Lin is gifted, seemingly out of pure generosity, the ‘God Of War System,’ and a pass to a new realm. 
 Follow An Lin as he experiences a whole new world of legends, meets many new friends, acquires legendary weapons and tools, and starts on his path of becoming a powerful cultivator. There is never a dull time in An Lin’s new life with his ‘great’ new system!
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 Traveling to the Chaos Continent where the gods were fighting, Lin Mo unexpectedly discovered that he had become a fire. 
 Fortunately, it is bound to the god-level system. As long as it keeps burning, you can gain experience points and the power of the devout belief of believers. 
 The monster clan called him the sacred flame of light, and the abyss where all monsters gathered that night was illuminated by flames like daylight. 
 The gods said that he was annihilating the raging fire. That day, the glacier island of the god of frost was evaporated into water vapor by the flame. 
 All living beings said that he had saved the world from the sacred fire. The war between the gods that had been going on for hundreds of millions of years had been completely destroyed by him. 
 From the humble and weak Flame Spirit to the Flaming God that united all of the Gods, this was a legend …
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 “Ding! The first function is activated, and automatic training is turned on. The training speed is equal to the super evil!”
 “Ding! The function upgrades, the training speed doubles, the function upgrades, the training speed doubles!”
 “Ding! The second function is activated, turn on automatic martial arts…” “Ding! The third function is activated…”
 Is it difficult to practice? I’m sorry that one day of cultivation is equivalent to decades of cultivation for you!
 Is it difficult to practice? Sorry, I can easily learn countless exercises without doing anything!
 Alchemy is difficult? I’m sorry that my pill will be moldy if I can’t finish it!
 …
 After Su Lang passed through, he obtained a one-click training system, which is getting stronger every second! From now on, sling everything, the world has no enemies!
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 The most dependable (sarcastic) assassin — Gao Xuan. Developing himself with an inventory of powerful gear. A master of biding his time, backstabbing, and brutalizing weaklings. Don’t love me. Nothing would come out of this. I am an assassin without feelings. 
 - Description from NovelUpdates
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 [I traveled through time and entered the Taoist holy land Tianshi Mansion to practice. 】 
 Lei Jun: "This is a good start." 
 [Late in getting started, late in practicing, mediocre in abilities, and slow in cultivation. 】 
 Lei Jun: "This is a bit bad." 
 [Seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck, luck predicts the future, and choices determine life. 】 
 Lei Jun: "My golden finger is very powerful." 
 [Top sign: ...to get a fifth-grade opportunity, move secretly, and have no worries, good luck. 】 
 Lei Jun: "This is good, are there any others?" 
 [Lower sign: ... Before you get any harvest, you will encounter a big disaster, you will be in a dangerous situation, and the casualties will be unpredictable. It is fierce. 】 
 Lei Jun: "Very good, I choose to sign." 
 From now on, the benefits will not be lost, and the troubles will not come to you. 
 Life is in a simple mode, and you can watch others' thrilling clouds rise and fall indifferently.
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 Chen Feng, of modern earth, had suffered bad luck since birth. After finding the legendary “lucky artifact,” his bad luck peaked and he became the only person killed in an earthquake. By a twist of fate, he found himself transmigrated into a different and magical world! A world much larger than earth. A world only partially explored due to the dangers within. A world where human civilization centered around genes. In this world, human beings possessed all sorts of abilities due to genetic fusion. Some went on to create world-changing technologies with their mysterious genetic abilities, while others went on to become undefeated genetic warriors with their combat genetic abilities. How will Chen Feng fare in this new world?
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 Bad news: Fang Hong traveled through time, and it was still a high-level martial arts fantasy world where human life is worthless. 
 Good news: There is a cheat! 
 Bad news: The cheat is a plug-in that I wrote myself, and it has not been completed yet. 
 Good news: When traveling through time, the plug-in combines with an innate immortal aura, undergoes a mysterious transformation, and the effect is amazing. Any martial arts secret book, practice once, will increase a point of proficiency. 
 And his martial arts proficiency bar... Each level is fixed at 100 points! ! 
 In the first year, I just want to live well. 
 In the second year, I will not eat beef! 
 In the third year, since I have seen the future, why not worship! ! 
 ......
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 In the world of wizards, the mysterious Rubik's Cube brought Lin Suo the ability to synthesize all things. However, sometimes the synthesis formula is a bit crooked, and the evil god shook his head when he saw it. The horse corpse...
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 Yang Feng somehow transmigrated into a different world and received a legacy of an ‘ancient high tech’ family, which does not directly raise his power, but gives him the technology to build things which are way more advanced than the seemingly medieval world.
 But to build something you need resources and energy. To receive resources you need strength. To gain strength you need knowledge. To gain knowledge you… need strength? or a background? Or maybe a fully armed army of high tech robots who aren’t afraid of death?
 But is this legacy really for him to keep?
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 How can you travel through the world of Harry Potter without becoming a legendary wizard? 
 Magic can’t work, draw a card to make it up! 
 You have the mind to be seduced, I have the mind to be seduced! 
 You have a change of shape, I have a transition! 
 I have what you have, and I have what you don’t have. 
 Still an enhanced version!
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 Coal smoke fills the sky and steam roars endlessly. The world is running as usual, and prosperity is within reach. But the world is ignorant. 
 Only a very few people have penetrated the fog of history, studied taboo knowledge, dismantled secret inspiration, and called on invisible forces. They are called "knowers". 
 The chaos and reality under the filthy appearance of the world gradually become clear from a mysterious concert incident: 
 "Hidden knowledge, shifting surge, phase, ritual vessel, witness master" - this is the extraordinary path of "knowers"; 
 "Inspiration, composition, piano, conducting, symphony" - this is the sacred career of "artists". 
 Two roads, different paths, the same destination. Where the vision goes, the destiny chooses. 
 "The world is full of imperfections, but someone will see the glory in the end." 
 -Contemporary composer, pianist, conductor Carloen van Nin
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 The fairy road is long, only the sword is the companion.
 My name is Jiang Lin, and I am a good boy.
 Now…
 is a man in the magic sect…
 Oh, there are 99999 resurrection coins…
 One day, they broke through the door of the Demon Cult and questioned me with their swords.
 I slowly poured myself a cup of tea, and said calmly:
 “Loved…”
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