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At Sunset Ruins, rolling yellow clouds piled layer upon layer on the horizon; the sky-piercing Babylon Tower stood stark against the sky. Amid broken walls and beneath a golden giant tree, players in varied outfits gathered before the record stele. Lately the situation in the Bizarre Game had turned treacherous; in those shifting clouds most people could not see the truth. All they could do was rely on past experience and unreliable intuition to guess what came next. Some firmly believed an upheaval…-
7.0 M • Ongoing
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The years extended gently within the dream, carrying away youthfulness and leaving behind warmth, brewing the family's days into something increasingly rich and sweet. Little Anan gradually grew up amidst the family's love and had reached the age to carry a small backpack to preschool. The child inherited Chen Mo's steadiness and reliability, as well as Zhao Xiaoling's gentleness and sensibility. He was well-behaved and obedient at school, excelling in his studies. Upon returning…-
512.7 K • Ongoing
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Li Xiangdong pushed the still soundly sleeping Hou San. "Wake up, stop sleeping." Hou San turned over, his eyes half-closed as he mumbled, "What is it, Brother Dong? Stop shaking me, I'm dizzy. Let me sleep a little longer, I'll skip breakfast." *Smack!* Li Xiangdong slapped Hou San on the butt. The pain made Hou San yelp "Oww~" and he was instantly awake. Li Xiangdong yawned and asked, "Are you still sleepy? Do you need me to wake you up some more?" Hou San shook his head repeatedly, "Not…-
784.1 K • Ongoing
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The Stupid Bird's sense of justice is off the charts; blame its upbringing, I guess. But justice comes in two flavors: procedural and consequential. Li Qiuchen wasn't sure which camp the Stupid Bird belonged to. Usually the shameless creature had no qualms—otherwise they'd never have become partners-in-crime. This time was different. Yanking a girl's braid and stealing from your parents aren't the same league of wrong. The White Crane hesitated, then let…-
339.0 K • Ongoing
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Look around and the whole world is full of ghosts; after mingling with them long enough, even humans grow fangs and blue faces. — Volume Five: Man and Ghost River City in May seemed to have slipped back into the rainy season; day and night a steady drizzle fell without end. A livid, gray-violet sky wove an ominous canopy above the city. Beneath the forest of high-rises, pedestrians as tiny as ants hurried along; multicolored umbrellas bloomed like mushrooms over the filthy water, their…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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Li Xiangdong smiled, "You say we're on the same side, so should I get even closer to you?" Seeing the raised palm, Hou San immediately switched his stance, "We just met today. I'm not familiar with you, alright?" Looking at Hou San's pathetic state, Li Xiangdong couldn't help but laugh, "Nonsense. The first time I saw you, I already decided that you, Hou San, would be my non-blood-related sworn brother from now on!" Ah Zhe joined in the laughter, "Haha, and me too. We're three brothers." Hou…
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784.1 K • Ongoing
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"Giggle... giggle..." Hearing his sister's laughter, Li Xiaohai curiously poked his head out. Seeing his sister getting happier and happier as she played, he couldn't resist getting up and walking over, plopping himself down on his father's stomach. "I want to play horsey too!" Li Xiangdong let out a muffled grunt, "Li Xiaohai, cough cough, cough cough, you could have at least told me!" Li Xiaohai's sudden plop on his stomach made his stomach acid rise, and a wave of alcohol fumes choked him,…
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784.1 K • Ongoing
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To eat a meal, you need staple food. With the five of them plus Ah Zhe's father, a total of six people, steaming twelve two-part flour steamed buns would be just right. The meat was already stewing. After adding enough firewood, there was no need to watch it constantly. Qian Bin went into the house and started kneading dough to make steamed buns. Making steamed buns didn't take much effort. With everyone lending a hand, the dough was kneaded in no time. The kneaded dough was placed in a basin,…
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784.1 K • Ongoing
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The door of the small house was ajar, and the breeze gently carried the faint fragrance from the courtyard inside, landing on the head of the bed, making the silence almost unnatural. Chen Mo slept in a daze. This was the first time since returning home that he had slept so peacefully. There was no forcing himself, no hiding, no enduring the heart-wrenching pain until he trembled in the middle of the night. He just lay quietly, being watched over, being cherished, being carefully held in someone's…
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512.7 K • Ongoing
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The daylight finally tore through the lingering night, spreading a soft brightness into the small courtyard. The mist hadn't dispersed yet, clinging in a thin layer to the tips of the orange tree branches. When the wind blew, it slowly drifted away, carrying the coolness unique to the early morning. The sound of chopping firewood in the kitchen stopped. Mother gently lifted the pot lid. A burst of white steam rushed out immediately, blurring her slightly graying temples. The rich, mild aroma of…
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512.7 K • Ongoing
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