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 In the train station bustling with activity, there were fashionably dressed young people as well as middle-aged people carrying bags of all sizes. Their pace was hurried, as if isolated from the surrounding people yet still a member of the dense crowd.
 People of all walks of life could often be found in train stations. Although they were managed extremely strictly now, and cameras could be found everywhere, there still existed people who sought to obtain ill-gotten wealth through their 'daring skills'.
 The train had just arrived at the station when an elderly man asked loudly if anyone had seen his carry bag. The passengers moved hastily; some left without even looking back while others glanced at him with pity, though they too did not stop for him.
 The elderly man's skin was dark, and his face was lined with wrinkles left by years of hardship. The clothes he was wearing had been washed so often that the color had been washed out and the edges of the fabric had roughened. One could tell that his life was not a prosperous one. The sounds of his cries attracted the attention of the train station's security guard. Fearing that the elderly man would collapse from anger, the security guard helped him to a seat at the side. Amidst the busy crowd, someone passed a paper napkin over while another handed a bottle of water to him. Their footsteps continued to remain hurried, unable to find the time to take a few more looks back.
 An idle person stood a distance away, watching the excitement. Turning, the person prepared to follow the stream of people out. However, he hadn't even managed to take two steps when someone clapped his shoulder. A tremble shook through the person's body, and the person ran forward without a single look back.
 "What are you running for?" A man in a suit and tie aimed a kick at the person's ankle, causing the person to bang into the wall uncontrollably. A few wallets and handphones fell out.
 Seeing that he had been exposed, the person forgot about crying out in pain and instead scrambled frantically in a bid to escape the scene. But this handsome, elite-looking man with neatly combed hair who had popped out from nowhere actually used a single leg to press him down, preventing him from even crawling up.
 "Daring to steal even an old man's money, aren't you afraid of losing hidden virtue?" Zhuang Qing hauled the thief up and passed him, along with the wallets and handphones on the ground, to the security guard who had rushed over. A small plastic bag amidst the bunch was especially eye-catching. Zhuang Qing patted the dust off him before walking to the elderly man.
 "Daye, does this belong to you?"
 The elderly man took the plastic bag and opened it, trembling. Other than a few negative invoices, the rest were ten or single dollar bills. They formed a large pile, but in truth, the money was not much.
 "Thank you, thank you!" Moved, the elderly man thanked Zhuang Qing continuously. Even the passersby applauded in excitement.
 Zhuang Qing squeezed out of the crowd watching the excitement, shook the branded suit he was wearing, and then walked to the lobby of the train station.
 "Boss, need a taxi?"
 "No."
 "Handsome, you're going to Dongcheng? That'll be seventy-five yuan. I'll send you to the doorstep of your house."
 "Not going."
 Zhuang Qi ignored the numerous drivers who were soliciting customers. His gaze swept through the place before he headed towards a black car. With a knock on the car window, the window opened, and a bald head stretched out. "Boss, you're finally back."
 "The train was a bit late," Zhuang Qing threw his luggage into the back of the car before pulling open the car door and sitting down. Immediately, his brows furrowed. "How can cultivators seek enjoyment? Switch off the air-conditioner."
 Baldy turned around and looked at Zhuang Qing hesitantly. "Boss, it's almost the end of the month. Our department's transportation expenses for this month haven't been used up yet, is there a need to be so stingy?"
 "What does this have to do with being stingy?" Zhuang Qing's expression was solemn. "Cultivators do not fear the cold or the heat, that is the great Dao!"
 "But I'm just a heat-fearing fish…"
 All of a sudden, a frightening pressure barreled towards him. Swallowing, Baldy switched off the air-conditioner. "You're right, I need to overcome my natural instincts in order to become a strong cultivator."
 "En," Zhuang Qing closed his eyes and leaned against the backseat. His handsome features resembled that of a god cast in metal, so perfect that not a single flaw could be picked out.
 They ran into a traffic jam halfway. In the almost-forty degrees heat, not a single bit of sweat could be seen on the two people inside the car, as if the sun hanging in the sky was merely a light bulb that emitted no heat.
 "Has the evil yao you reported to me a few days ago been captured?"
 "Yes," Chu Yu had a mild disposition, so he didn't have much of a reaction despite the traffic jam. "That youngster Zhang Ke caught it, reportedly with the help of an expert. The yao-beating whip is still binding that evil yao. Our cultivation isn't high enough; we didn't dare to move him rashly, so we waited for you to return."
 Chu Yu couldn't help asking at this point, "Boss, why did you take the train back?"
 "There wasn't a direct flight from that place."
 "Then you could've transferred to a plane after reaching the Ocean City." Chu Yu then offered him a tiny bit of flattery, "If not for all the radar and surveillance cameras, given Boss' cultivation, flying back from overseas can be done in a blink of an eye."
 The car was quiet for a moment. Zhuang Qing opened his mouth leisurely, "There's no reimbursement for plane tickets from the Ocean City."
 Chu Yu, "…"
 In the hospital, Peng Hang watched Fu Li simply and crudely throw a weird-colored object into a cup. He casually poked it twice with a spoon, poured water in, and then prepared to give it to the patient in the hospital room. Shocked, Peng Hang stopped Fu Li. "Little comrade, you'll be sent to jail if something happens after feeding someone cheap counterfeit medicine."
 "But this is real medicine," Fu Li shrugged off Peng Hang's hand. "A gentleman's promise weighs more than a thousand catties; I never go back on the promises I make."
 Was this young man not right in the head?
 "There's a malignant tumor in his stomach. It can't be cured with any flower or plant," Peng Hang caught up to him and pulled on the corner of Fu Li's clothes. "Brother, stop joking around. Let us police handle this matter. I've already called the station; we'll help contact her household members, charities, and apply for a special financial assistance fund. Don't behave foolishly, you won't be able to bear the responsibility if anything happens."
 Fu Li hesitated. He had practically zero contact with humans the past few years and had only occasionally ventured into human society in recent years. Moreover, he had mainly gone to human houses so that he could steal a few peeks at &lt;News Broadcast&gt;. If there had been a change in the human constitution, it was possible that the medicine might not have an effect.
 But suddenly, the door to the tearoom banged open. The dark, skinny woman who had been ready to jump off the building caught sight of the cup giving off a medicinal scent in Fu Li's hands and snatched it at one go before turning and running in the direction of the hospital room.
 "Ai, wait!" Anxiety was about to overwhelm Peng Hang. He wanted to stop the woman but was held back himself.
 "Don't be so anxious, it might be effective."
 "There is no 'might' when it comes to human life!" Peng Hang roared in anger and irritation. "The person lying on the hospital bed is just a child!" He pushed Fu Li aside and rushed ahead in large strides.
 Fu Li glanced down at his hand that had been fiercely pushed aside. He had seen the bailiffs in the human world before, did all those bailiffs have such guts?
 The strength of a mother in despair could not be underestimated. By the time Peng Hang reached the hospital room, half the medicine had already been consumed by the child. He didn't know if it was his misperception, but he felt that the fake medicine did indeed smell quite fragrant. Perhaps some flavoring that was detrimental to the body had been added to it.
 Faced with the woman's expectant gaze, Peng Hang was unable to say that the medicine was fake. He turned and gestured to his colleague to call a doctor over. In case anything happened, they would still be in time to rescue the child.
 The principal doctor received quite a bit of shock upon hearing that someone had fed a patient unknown medicine. Immediately, the doctor threw away the bento box that he had only managed to eat two mouths of and raced towards the hospital room. It wasn't that they were making a fuss over nothing. In the past, the relatives of a patient had heard about the effectiveness of some home remedy and brought it over for the patient to try. In the end, the patient couldn't be rescued in time and lost their life.
 The principal doctor reached the entrance to the hospital room while panting. Leaning against the doorframe, he hadn't even wheezed out a breath when he heard the nine-year-old patient say something.
 "Mummy, my stomach doesn't seem so painful anymore."
 The principal doctor thought, could the medicine have painkilling effects? The drug swindlers nowadays really weren't anything good; everything they did was full of evil. He panted twice and then walked over to the bed to give the child patient a basic check-up. There were no abnormalities in the child's heart, pulse, or pupils. When he pressed lightly on the patient's abdominal area, the patient didn't reveal a pained look either.
 "What did you feed the child?" The principal doctor looked at the skinny and small woman. The woman shook her head blankly. She looked out the door yet didn't see the youth from just now.
 Where was he?
 "Boss!" Driver Chu Yu's expression changed abruptly. He asked the man seated behind, "Did you smell that?"
 His original form was that of a fish, so his sense of smell wasn't very impressive. But he wouldn't be able to ignore such a rich meat lingzhi scent even if he wanted to.
 Zhuang Qing, who was resting with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes. Turning, his gaze fixed on the hospital at the side. He uttered in a low voice, "Taisui…"
 Meat Lingzhi ripened once every thousand years and could cure any illness. Unfortunately, most humans and yao could not enjoy it. Among those who consumed it, the less severe cases were stricken with serious illness while the more severe cases resulted in death. As time passed, a rumor spread in the human world - someone with bad fortune would be teased for having offended Taisui.
 However, the Taisui that he was smelling had a very strange scent. There was no resentment, balefulness, or even karma in it.
 The cultivation world was in decline now and every generation of cultivators could not compare to the previous. Anyone who had this sort of Taisui that didn't carry any karma would definitely be chased by innumerable people. Yet, why was it taken out so easily?
 The scent of the Taisui dissipated very quickly. No trace of it could be found in a matter of a few whiffs.
 Zhuang Qing wasn't someone who had never seen good stuff, so he very quickly lost interest in such a thing.
 "Ai, our yao comrades don't have it easy now either," Chu Yu snapped out of the shock and pointed at the young man near the hospital entrance who was picking up plastic water bottles. "They've even fallen to the point where they need to pick up plastic bottles in exchange for money."
 Zhuang Qing looked up and saw a youth wearing a t-shirt picking up plastic water bottles and throwing them into a plastic bag he was carrying.
 "If you don't cultivate well and end up being expelled from the bureau, you'll have to compete with him for work."
 The scent of dragon?
 Fu Li looked up at the blisteringly hot sun. In the past, when dragons passed by and found that the weather was hot, they would still summon a few droplets of rain and give the common people a good period of rain. The dragons now were becoming more and more stingy.
 Even an intrinsic characteristic like being able to call down rain had been forgotten by the dragons.
 Each generation truly couldn't compare to the previous.
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 Fu Li was a yaoguai from the countryside who had never seen the world. After entering the city, his biggest dream was to become a civil servant and leave his name in historical records.
 However… He didn’t have a university degree. Not even a high school graduation certificate.
 So, even a yaoguai would not be able to find a good job if they didn’t study well.
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 The Six Prefectures of Zhongbo were ceded away in surrender to the external enemies, and Shen Zechuan was taken into custody in the capital, reduced to *a drowning dog loathed and condemned by all. Xiao Chiye followed the scent of the furor and made his way over. But instead of setting others on him, he kicked Shen Zechuan with his very own leg that rendered the latter an invalid. Who would expect this invalid to turn around and bite him in a counterattack until he was all drenched in blood? That was the start of an epic feud between both men who tear at each other every time they come face-to-face with one another.
 “Fate wants to bind me here for life, but this is not the path I choose. The yellow dust engulfed my closest kin whole. I have no wish to bow in submission to an illusory fate. The imperial edict couldn’t save my troops, and the imperial court couldn’t fill the stomachs of my mounts. I’m no longer willing to lay down my life for them all. I want to conquer that insurmountable peak. I am going to fight for myself.”
 1v1, HE, HE, HE.
 ◆ Main Couple: Xiao Chiye (gong) x Shen Zechuan (shou) 
 ◆ There’s a yuri cp that are both important characters. 
 ◆ Gong is even more of a scoundrel than the various gege in the author’s earlier novels.
 Note: a drowning dog is someone who is down and out having lost favor or power.
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 Ge Xiu is a nefarious star criminal. After being arrested, according to the Interstellar Supreme Law, he will face two choices: either serve a sentence of 1156 years in black prison or enter countless virtual worlds and become a miserable person who is tortured and abused all his life. How much he suffers is how much his sentence can be reduced. Ge Xiu chose the second one without hesitation.
 So… The trial surveillance system stared dumbfounded at the Former•Interstellar Most•Wanted•Criminal•Currently•Weak•Poor Ge Xiu in the virtual world, punching the empire, kicking the Federation, overthrowing oppression and building a new world. Then he turned his head to the camera and cried: “I’ve had a miserable life, really.”
 “…” The surveillance system that was about to explode of anger: “Like hell I’d believe you!”
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 Gu Mozhi is a demon who snuck into the human world and indulged in eating, drinking and playing.
 He found out that compared with purgatory where birds don’t lay eggs, the world was simply paradise.
 Until one day, he accidentally entered an escape game……
 Gu Mozhi: The ghosts here are really delicious.
 Ghosts: !!!
 Players: ???
 On that day, the ghosts remembered the fear of being coveted by Gu Mozhi as delicious food and the players…… were still trying to reform their three worldviews. _(:3」∠)_
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 Song Xuanhe transmigrated into a book called “The President’s Seven Boyfriends”. He became the President’s cannon fodder ex-boyfriend, Song Xuanhe.
 The Song Xuanhe in the book: 180 cm tall, so attractive he would trump over even the hottest celebrities, three generations of family in business–a very appropriate rich third generation.
 It wasn’t a loss to transmigrate into this kind of person. It was just that this was a rebirth story.
 The Song Xuanhe in the book abused the male lead 800 times and had even indirectly caused the male lead’s death. Faced with the reborn blackened male lead, his fate was obvious–not only did he reach rock bottom, he even died without an intact corpse.
 Right now, he had become the cannon fodder ex-boyfriend that was foreordained to die without an intact corpse.
 ——
 System: Don’t you think that the male lead has been a bit strange recently? It’s like he’s plotting something in the dark.
 Song Xuanhe: Plotting how to kill me?
 System: No, plotting how to eat you.
 ——
 Song Xuanhe, who was lying on the bed with an aching waist, pained back and legs suffering from cramps, cursed the System 800 times–what happened to the male lead being a shou?!
 Emphasis: Xiao Yuanmu is the gong! Xiao Yuanmu is the gong! Xiao Yuanmu is the gong! Moreover, the tycoon has always been a gong! Spoilers only up to here!
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 Xie Xi was someone with luck off the charts! The advantage was that any game could be easily cleared. The disadvantage was that all games were boring! Then one day, the words ‘Game loading’ appeared in front of his eyes and he began to clear real games!
 The emperor of luck ran into a bottleneck in the first game.
 Game Name: Love to the Left or Right
 The vampire prince has invited you to a meal. Will you go?
 Xie Xi: I won’t go.
 Arrow through the heart. The vampire prince says you can’t leave him and takes your life.
 After loading the file, Xie Xi changed the option: I will go.
 The housekeeper has cut off your head because of love and hatred.
 Xie Xi: ???
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 Six months ago, tens of thousands of black phantom towers appeared all over the world, floating above the cities. Chemists, physicists, religious people… all of them could do nothing.
 Six months later, people became used to the towers and no longer paid them attention.
 One day, Tang Mo saw a flying insect crash into it instead of going through it. The next day, a sharp and clear child-like voice issued an announcement to all humans.
 “Ding dong! November 15th, 2017. The earth is online.”
 The black tower’s three iron-clad rules:
 1. Everything is explained by the black tower.
 2. 6 o’clock to 18 o’clock is the game time.
 3. All players, please strive to attack the tower.
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 Colonel K is a legend of the Omar Empire. He single-handedly destroyed the Star Pirates Warship, with mercilessness and cruelty, and everybody trembled at the mention of him. Lan Yu, dignified and elegant, the model of thousands of Omegas, mistakenly became the black-hearted Colonel K.
 In order to keep the persona from falling apart, from then on he punches the intergalactic beasts and kicks the bandits’ out of their nests, tore a mecha to pieces with his bare hands, and the corners of his lips picked up in a cold smile. As an Omega who is thinking about getting a husband and having a child, Lan Yu feels like he’s suffocating.
 But the good thing is that he was once a movie star, with his amazing acting skills, no one noticed any difference between him and Colonel K, whose name was used to stop children from crying.
 Except for his nasty rival, Lu RanKong.
 Lu RanKong could always find the “Interstellar Butcher” Colonel K’s unnoticeable changes.
 With the corpses of Star Pirates under his feet, the ion gun leaning on his shoulder, his hand on his hand-knitted woolen holster. With the wind still in his face, a corner of his uniform’s shirt lifted, showing an embroidered yellow flower. With skin scuffed fingers, a grim, bloodthirsty smile, his eyes filled with tears.
 At night, he would only fall asleep if he was holding a teddy bear? He drank the nutritional supplements with no expression, but the bottle was labeled with ‘orange’ and ‘mango’ flavors.
 Lu RanKong slightly narrowed his eyes. Why did this black-hearted K become more and more like a ♥ K?
 Yet he found the other man f*cking attractive!
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 The night he crossed over, he was told that his “wife” was having a baby. 
 Upon entering the delivery room, he discovered that his “wife” is actually a man!!! 
 Is there anything more terrifying than this? !
 Li Jin just woke up when he saw a man running from inside of the room. 
 “Li Jin, your family’s husband is having difficulty giving birth, he can’t hold it anymore!”
 In ancient times, dystocia was “one corpse, two lives”.
 Without even thinking about it, Li Jin rushed into the delivery room. —-He is an obstetrician.
 …
 After crossing over, Dr. Li, who is respected for his medical skills, becomes a “soft rice man” who relies on his “wife”. What surprised Li Jin most was that although his ‘wife’ can have children, he was a man and was in dystocia. Li Jin rushed into the delivery room without thinking. In ancient times, dystocia meant “one corpse, two lives”, it is important to give treatment!
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 As the mad researcher in a tattered white coat activated the self-destruction device, Qin Luo knew that this time, there was no escape.
 He was well aware of the destructive power of the self-destruction device. 
 Even if he is genetically inborn with an independent space, it is impossible to use the power of his space to resolve against such a terrible explosion.
 His only end would be a torn space and the crushed bones.
 On an unrecognizable earth rampant with zombies and mutant creatures, this end is good.
 Death is far better than living…
 With a skull splitting headache he opened his eyes to find himself reborn in the year before the apocalypse happened.
 Is this a joke!!! 
 Is this a chance for him to be prepared to combat the apocalypse? 
 Is God not satisfied with all the bitterness he had went through and would enjoy watching him suffer once more?
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 Chang An is a sub-beast who, despite having the talent for the sword, did not have the constitution to support it. And his savior, Hua Yi, is a beastman on the run for his life.
 This is a story about how two once innocent children had to grow up in such a cruel beastman world.
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 In the current era, people are either normal or are with ‘special abilities’. Cases related to the latter are managed by the “National Anomaly Prevention and Control and Special Species Management Office”. 
 Qi Zheng Emperor Sheng Lingyuan was reawakened a thousand years later after he jumped off the fiery Red Lake. Xuan Ji, a newly transferred staff to the Reparations Division of the Deviant Control Office, finds himself having to clean up the mess of a revived tyrannical monarch. The two seemed to share something from the past, but unbeknownst to them, a big conspiracy is stirring right underneath their noses that could destroy the balance of the world.
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 Wu! Eat your dreams!
 Shao Lingheng is the most perfect dish for Du Yan.
 Here is the perfect recipe for cooking nightmares, also known as “How to be a qualified villain boss.”
 Male lead: I will follow your thoughts and take away your power, just to keep you with me.
 Male lead: You hate this dynasty, then as you wish, I will ruin it for you.
 Male lead: If I can always haunt you after becoming a ghost, then I am willing.
 ***
 It’s so much trouble to fill one’s stomach!
 As the only bloodline left by the Beast Boqi in a low-level energy plane, Du Yan, after awakening, fell into the tragic situation of not having enough to eat every day. Until he met Shao Lingheng, the movie emperor who was too deep into his roles and was troubled by nightmares every night.
 But you never know, the things happened were unexpected.
 Shao Lingheng: That man is the cinnabar mole in my heart, white moonlight in the sky. He has paid a lot for me.
 Du Yan: Wait, are we not on the same channel?
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