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I was never a clever man, not from the day I was born. My only virtue was a willingness to work hard. During my school years, I buried myself in books and barely managed to test into a lesser-known "Project 211" university. After graduation, my unpopular major left me wandering through more than a dozen cities, desperately searching for a stable job that never seemed to materialize. In my thirties, I married a woman I met through a matchmaker. But my own lack of success had lowered my standing, and…-
302.0 K • Ongoing
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Scott’s eyes were full of caution, clearly distrustful of Lu Yan’s words, but his actions told a different story—he made no further attempts to flee. Recalling the events of that day, and the words Lu Yan had just spoken, Scott’s expression darkened as he questioned coldly: “Did you deliberately destroy the cerebrain?” Lu Yan raised an eyebrow, making no attempt to deny it. “You could say that.” Scott’s anger flared at Lu Yan’s indifferent tone. He lowered his voice and…-
3.6 M • Ongoing
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Chen Mo fell back into a light sleep, his breathing steadier than before. The pain in reality hadn't vanished; it was merely wrapped layer by layer in the warmth of his family and the glimmer of his dreams, no longer so sharp and piercing. His mother gently tucked his exposed hand back under the quilt. Feeling his slightly cool skin, her heart tightened again. She didn't dare leave, instead leaning against the bedside to rest. Even if she only closed her eyes for a few minutes, she wanted to…-
512.7 K • Ongoing
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As tensions between the Upper and Lower City escalated, Catacomb No. 33 had long since lost its former prosperity. One tax raid, one explosion in the life-and-death gladiator arena—these two events alone had sent a total of 3,500 people into the Paradise Computing Center. The outcome left the major gangs and merchants of Catacomb No. 33 terrified. To make matters worse, the one behind it all—Enforcer Scott—had stationed the law enforcement team directly in Catacomb No. 33, further heightening…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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As night fell on winter days in the city, the cold grew heavier, and a thin mist condensed on the window panes, making the warm yellow light inside look exceptionally gentle. Chen Mo's family had been living in their new home for some time now, and their days were as steady as slowly flowing warm water—without ripples, only overflowing with peace. Mother had already become familiar with the city's vegetable markets, always picking fresh and affordable produce to cook the dishes he loved as a child…
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512.7 K • Ongoing
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The tenderness of the honeymoon still flowed slowly through the years, and the little home in the dream welcomed another piece of ecstatic good news. As spring drew to a close, a warm breeze brushed past the windowsill, and the greenery on the balcony grew more lush. One morning, Xiao Ling felt slightly unwell upon waking. Her observant mother immediately noticed something was off and hurriedly took her to the hospital for a checkup. When the lab report was handed over, the hearts of the…
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512.7 K • Ongoing
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The wind in the dream still blew gently, the shadow of the old locust tree swayed slowly on the ground, and the cicadas chirped one after another, softening and brightening the youthful spirit of the entire midsummer. Chen Mo stood right in front of the girl, a corner of his school uniform lifted by the breeze. The youth's figure was thin but upright, no longer possessing that lingering weakness from reality, nor the deep-seated inferiority and evasiveness. The girl was slightly startled by his…
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512.7 K • Ongoing
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Mike walked along the streets of the Lower District. What was once a bustling commercial street was now nothing but a ghost town. The neon signs on both sides of the road had long since gone dark, and the storefronts were filled with discarded junk and debris. Mike remembered clearly—just two months ago, even the cheapest shop on this street cost at least 8,000 credit points per month in rent. But as the conflict between the Upper and Lower Districts escalated, business on the street gradually…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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The days of newlywed life were like time softened by a spring breeze, slow and gentle, warm and reassuring. The small home in the dream was still filled with the bustling warmth of daily life. At dawn, his mother would get up quietly to cook porridge; the aroma of rice mixed with a faint scent of vegetables wafted through the whole house. By the time Chen Mo and Zhao Xiaoling got up, a warm breakfast was already laid out on the table—simple and plain, yet holding the most grounding…
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512.7 K • Ongoing
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The summer heat in Chongqing City envelops the world like a scorching cauldron. The afternoon sunlight is blindingly bright, skyscrapers' glass facades reflecting harsh glares. The streets are bustling with traffic, honking horns, storefront music, and pedestrians chatting, all blending into a boiling cacophony. The entire city pulsates with life, almost excessively vibrant. Yet, all of this has nothing to do with Chen Mo. He rides a worn-out electric scooter, weaving awkwardly through the…
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512.7 K • Ongoing
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