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 The Returner’s Entrance Exam (5) Translator: Notalk
 Rewriter: Nyamh and WorstAsianNA
 Accelerating.
 Moving at an extreme speed.
 The wind whipping past his skin.
 Desir was blazing forward at incredible speed. He rocketed through the course, deftly avoiding all the obstacles in his way.
 As the various environments of the Shadow World flashed in and out of view, Desir approached the finish line at breakneck speed. Ajest, who’d looked as small as a dot before, slowly came into view.
 Even with her tremendous lead, Ajest had kept her wits about her. With her sharp instincts, she had already sensed Desir’s location, estimated his speed, and quickly evaluated the state of affairs.&nbsp;‘The fact that the 1st circle mage came this far means that he must have already defeated the 2nd circle mage. It should have been impossible for him to win with magic power, so that leaves two possibilities: either the 2nd circle mage is worthless, or the 1st circle mage is more powerful than the average for his circle.’
 The latter seemed much more likely—no one could generate that amount of momentum with mere 1st circle magic. This level of acceleration required 3rd circle magic at the very least.
 This situation completely defied common sense.
 While looking back at Desir—the source of Ajest’s vexation—her chest started burning with curiosity and a competitive fire. In an instant, she calculated and compared Desir’s speed against her own.&nbsp;‘At this rate, he’ll surpass me in less than a minute.’
 She weighed two potential solutions:&nbsp;‘First, use acceleration magic on myself as well.’
 But she immediately discarded that idea. Even though acceleration magic was a 2nd circle physical-type magic, she would need too much time to reach Desir’s velocity. After all, the gap between their current speed was insurmountable—even with the help of magic, Desir would definitely overtake her before she could accelerate enough.
 ‘That means I have to eliminate him right here.’
 That was the better plan, and Ajest didn’t hesitate for even a moment before executing it. Magic power emanated from the spellsword, and several magic formulas arranged themselves in front of her in the blink of an eye—and she hadn’t even held her hands out.&nbsp;‘If a 1st circle defeated a 2nd circle in skill, he most likely did it through analysis.’
 Normally, a mage’s ability to analyze an opponent’s spells rose with his or her circle, so that scenario wouldn’t normally happen. But the only possible way for a lower-circle mage to defeat an enemy of a higher circle was through analysis. Of course, though she didn’t know it, her conclusion was spot-on.&nbsp;‘If that’s the case…’
 [I release a cry of sorrow toward my enemies.]
 [I am the spirit of water. The strongest shield, and the strongest sword.]
 Hundreds of magic formulas—her magic was on an entirely different level from Romantica’s spell. A beautiful melody rang out in the vast flow of magic power, and six hundred magic circles took shape in the air.
 [This body is an ocean. Unshaking before countless trespassers. A shower of raindrops.]
 [I am a wall of flame. The greatest wave, rains of falling flame.]
 It only took Ajest Kingscrown eight seconds to cast her array of magic.&nbsp;‘If your analysis ability is great, then I’ll make my spells even greater.’
 [Prey of Magic Arrow.]
 Magic Arrow. It was a spell almost anyone could use—after all, it was only 1st circle-level magic. But the magic that Ajest wielded was another story: she had manifested at least 600 arrows, and they filled the sky above the spellsword.
 ‘I used about 15 seconds. But this should be enough.’&nbsp;This attack would end it: that was Ajest’s conclusion.
 Desir gaped at the number of magic arrows poised to strike him down.&nbsp;‘Amazing. As expected of you, Ajest. Casting so many spells in this short period, you truly possess an incredible talent.’&nbsp;That was his honest opinion; no one could question Ajest’s skill. Her sheer number of arrows could match the power of a 4th circle mage.
 ‘It’s impossible to hijack so many spells in this short time.’&nbsp;But Desir knew that there was no need to hijack them all. A playful smirk danced on his mouth. “You’re still looking down on me, Ajest.”
 [Commence analysis.]
 Desir closed his eyes and felt the flow of the mana surrounding him. Desir’s thoughts accelerated dozens of times over as he categorized and analyzed Ajest’s magic formulas. “Albatross’s Embrace, analyzing 180 linked lower magic runes. Complete. Translating Dnerva’s power dampening formula interconnected with the Flidneria system. Hijacking 180 linked lower magic runes. Complete.”
 A significant amount of the Magic Arrows floating in the air changed color. With the time he had, the maximum number of Magic Arrows Desir could hijack from Ajest was around 200—but even though that was only a third of the sum total, that number was more than enough.
 Ajest frowned, realizing she’d lost control over some of her magic.&nbsp;‘His analysis speed is abnormally high… at the level of a 6th circle mage, at least. It’s highly probable that he’ll hijack the rest if given enough time.’
 Ajest had no more time to spare. She raised her arms upward, then pointed forward—and at her signal, hundreds of Magic Arrows showered towards Desir.
 The terrifying sound of hundreds of shrieking arrows echoed through the Shadow World. Ajest’s magical formation created what looked like a tidal wave, threatening to drown its adversary. But Desir stood resolutely in the wave’s center, and yelled, “Trajectory adjustment!”
 It was impossible to nullify every single arrow, so Desir decided to knock away only the most dangerous ones instead. Magic Arrow was still only a 1st circle spell, so one or two of them didn’t pose much of a threat.&nbsp;‘At the very least, I’ll deflect the most dangerous arrows.’
 Desir read the velocity of the arrows, the wind, and Ajest’s intentions—and taking all that data, he deduced where each hostile arrow would land. Then he used the arrows he’d taken control over to knock away the lethal ones.
 Their flight subtly diverted, a number of arrows simply flew past Desir. In this way, he created a path for himself through the gigantic hail of arrows.
 *Kwak!* “Ugh…” But his plan wasn’t flawless.
 Sharp pain pulsed through Desir’s arms, shoulders, and legs, as stray arrows managed to land a hit on the mage. Even with his best effort, a few arrows still made it past his defense—and the pain slowed Desir down significantly.
 Ajest was dumbfounded—she had failed to eliminate this measly 1st circle mage. She expected her attack to swiftly eliminate Desir, but… how was he still alive?
 ‘I can’t afford to panic.’&nbsp;Ajest calmed her breath and gathered her thoughts, returning herself to a state cool-headedness. Once she had gotten rid of her panicked emotions, she calmly read the situation in front of her—and the whole process took her less than a second.&nbsp;‘He’s making a path by altering the trajectories of the most dangerous arrows.’
 Just like Desir had read her magic formulas, Ajest read through his plan.&nbsp;‘The reason? The arrows were destroyed. The solution?…’
 Ajest’s eyes shot back and forth. 21 Magic Arrows remained in the air. Desir had four, she had 17. And there were less than 200 meters left between them—he would overtake her within five seconds.
 Ajest manipulated her mana.&nbsp;‘Change calculation. Lower the number of arrows, prioritize power and accuracy.’
 The arrows resonated with her overwhelming magic power. Seven of her remaining 17 arrows lost their form and fused with the rest. Now strengthened, a searing light beamed from the remaining 10 arrows. Each arrow’s individual power was comparable to a 2nd circle spell.
 Then she adapted her pattern of attack: “Changing operation method.”
 The arrows repositioned in the air as if waiting for their commander’s signal. They lined up, head to tail, and arced towards Desir in a single file—much like machine gun fire concentrating on a single point. This time, the arrows hit with much more force than before.
 With the new arrow formation, Desir knew that if he failed to knock even one of them away, it would be the end. Their power far exceeded the Magic Arrows Desir controlled.&nbsp;‘She’s using her head.’
 Desir shot all of his arrows forward to intercept Ajest’s attack. Using four arrows, he was able to nullify two of hers. But Ajest still had eight Magic Arrows left.
 However, Desir still had no intention of losing.&nbsp;‘You used your head… but you came up with the wrong answer.’
 Desir gazed at the incoming arrows, as he began running through more mental calculations. “Hijack. Acquired control of four Magic Arrows.”
 Desir had the capacity to hijack up to 200 arrows before—he’d intentionally left some leeway at the start, not using up all 200. This was his buffer room, so he could negate anything Ajest threw at him.
 ‘Deciding to concentrate every arrow onto the same point was too reckless. You should have doubled down on your strategy and increased the number of arrows, even if the power took a hit.’&nbsp;If she had done so, Desir would have been skewered, judged dead, and disqualified. But thanks to Ajest gathering all the arrows into one spot, Desir could wipe them all out in one fell swoop.
 ‘If this was a few years later, you would have found the right answer.’&nbsp;Judging from Ajest’s tactic, Desir confirmed once more that he was the only one who had returned from the future.
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 “Now that I’m back, I won’t allow my loved ones to die again!”
 The Shadow Labyrinth – the most catastrophic existence humanity has faced in history.
 Desir Arman is one of the six remaining survivors of mankind.
 The six attempted to clear the final level of the labyrinth but ultimately failed, and the world came to an end.
 However – when Desir thought he would meet his demise, what is revealed before him is the world… thirteen years ago?!
 Desir is returned to the past, back to the time when he enrolled at the nation’s finest magic academy – Havrion. He is reunited with his precious friends, and is prepared to change the past to save the world and his loved ones…!
 Three years remaining before the emergence of the Shadow World!
 Change the past and gather powerful comrades to save mankind!
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 Since childhood, Gu Wuji regularly encountered ghosts. One day, he was dragged into an infinite world of terror. But as a result…. 
 I treat you guys as evil spirits, but all of you want to hug my thigh?
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 Xiao Yu’an was reincarnated into a novel. As a cut-sleeve teen emperor. ​Terrible, so sad. Because of this, Xiao Yu’an does his best to continue living. But! It’s fine if you guys want to fantasize about the male lead, but can you stop trying to climb into his bed? Yes he does treat the male lead well, but that’s only because he needs that main character halo!!
 Xiao Yu’an: “Stop abusing the male lead!!! You guys aren’t scared but I wanna live!!!”
 A story that starts out with Shou taking care of the Gong, then Gong takes care of the Shou.
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 In this world, there are people living in misery, they die full of resentment and the end of their despair, they beg the devil, even at the cost of their souls, to witness the one they hate descend to hell.
 This is commonly called, “making a deal with the devil.”
 In the new age and new life, the newly born little incubus, You Ning, started his first deal as a devil immediately after graduation.
 But what’s up with this archangel that’s chasing after him?
 #Don’t fall in love with me; I’m an incubus. I don’t have feelings.#
 The beautiful little incubus X the handsome, domineering, and scheming archangel.
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 10 years ago, after “the Gate” that connected the real world with the monster world opened, some of the ordinary, everyday people received the power to hunt monsters within the Gate. They are known as “Hunters”.
 However, not all Hunters are powerful. My name is Sung Jin-Woo, an E-rank Hunter. I’m someone who has to risk his life in the lowliest of catacombs, the “World’s Weakest”.
 Having no skills whatsoever to display, I barely earned the required money by fighting in low-leveled catacombs… at least until I found a hidden catacomb with the hardest difficulty within the D-rank catacombs!
 In the end, as I was accepting death, I suddenly received a strange power, a quest log that only I could see, a secret to leveling up that only I know about! If I trained in accordance with my quests and hunted monsters, my level would rise.
 Changing from the weakest Hunter to the strongest S-rank Hunter!
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 Top student Xie Meng had done badly in the high school entrance examinations, and so enrolled in W High. There, he met Ji Qinyang, a boy with a completely opposite character to him. In the spring of their lives, the two youths gradually fell in love, and both were accepted to universities in the same city. With the experiences of their youth, their dreams, and their realities, the bond between the two people deepened. Eventually, they spent the rest of their lives hand in hand.
 That’s the youth I love, that accompanied me through my spring and my prime.
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 For He Gu, to be secretly in love is like a strong alcoholic drink. Obviously, once it flows into your system, dizziness, the loss of self-control and suffering will follow closely by, making it possible for anyone to be fatally attracted like moths to flames, and willingly endure the hardships.
 While you made sure to not overdo it, I’ve become completely intoxicated…however, for every intoxicated feeling, you will inevitably wake up from it one day.
 When Song Ju Han continued to act childish and recklessly destroyed He Gu’s tenderness for him, he had never imagined that the man has already been written into his destiny. Even more, he had never imagined that—the person brought to him by destiny—would one day want to escape…
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 Li Shaoxi woke up and learned that his family had a debt of 80 million yuan.
 80 million! Where could he get so much money?
 Li Shaoxi was feeling desperate when he heard a cold voice. “If you survive for three days, you can take away anything you can carry with you from the game.”
 “The countdown begins. 3, 2…”
 What the? He didn’t say he wanted to join… eh? The first game was actually Treasure Miner? Wasn’t this the single player mini-game with big treasures that manipulated a lousy old man with a blatant perspective cheat?
 What did that voice say? Could he bring the rubies, sapphires, big gold nuggets and small gold bricks in the game back to reality?
 My god! The poor, crying Young Master Li instantly stood up!
 Later, Li Shaoxi found that his thoughts were too small. Out of the countless players all over the world who were involved in the game, only he could bring things back to reality.
 Wasn’t it just making 80 million? The bigshots who were waiting to be fed spontaneously started bidding.
 “I will give you 10 million for this skill book!”
 “50 million!”
 “100 million!”
 Li Shaoxi was stunned and swallowed down the unspoken words, ‘Um, I have 100 copies of this skill book…’
 Was 100 million serious? What bigshots!
 The even more outrageous thing was:
 He brought back a top chef from a food game.
 He brought back a city from an infrastructure game.
 He brought back a boyfriend from a dating game.
 Jian Yue, who was brought out: “You like me…”
 Li Shaoxi exclaimed, “Don’t take the words in the game seriously…”
 It was over. He had provoked a bigshot who shouldn’t be provoked. Was it too late to run away now?
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 The thick-skinned Qiu Zhenyang just transmigrated, and became the crazy, cool alpha protagonist gong in an interstellar ABO campus story.
 He silently looked at the young man glaring at him with misty eyes. This young man was the cannon fodder omega the original owner had recently broken the marriage contract with. The pheromone overflowing all over his body was indicating he was about to enter estrus.
 Do or not do?
 This is a question worth thinking about…
 ———
 Transmigrating into the young master of the Federation’s Chief Legion, the First Consortium, and a Pharmacy Family, Qiu Zhenyang has whatever he wants. Whoever is not pleasing to the eye, he can deal with.
 On his first day in the Interstellar Academy, facing the confession of the omega school flower: Sorry, you aren’t my type.
 Inadvertently, hero saves the beauty. Facing the protagonist shou in the original text: Go away, I don’t drink green tea.
 Besieged at home, facing the pursuit of the coquettish childhood sweetheart: Why are you wearing such showy clothes?
 Qiu Zhenyang’s pheromone tastes like sunshine, and his personality is like a little sun. But only when facing Ling Mu, the cannon fodder covered in thorns, did heart soften again and again. His affection grew stronger, and he loved him uncontrollably.
 ———
 After the marriage contract with the Qiu family’s young master was called off, Ling Mu’s difficult life became even worse.
 But, just over a month later, he had an affair with the young master, and was even temporarily marked!
 That bastard!
 Qiu Zhenyang, who temporarily marked him: “I will be responsible for you!”
 Ling Mu: “Shut up, go away!”
 Qiu Zhenyang, who officially introduced Ling Mu to his friends: “This is my wife!”
 Ling Mu: “What wife, go away!”
 Qiu Zhenyang, who had just rejected the protagonist’s confession: “Oh, are you jealous?”
 Ling Mu: “F*ck, go away!”
 Qiu Zhenyang: “Are you serious? Then… Xiao Mumu, let’s do something harmonious?”
 Ling Mu: “…”
 After a few seconds, Qiu Zhenyang: “Ow! Wife, your fists are so powerful!”
 ———
 My pheromone is sunshine, your pheromone is sunflower, we are born to fit together.
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 Lu Zhiguang is not a cannon fodder himself, but his mission is to save the miserable cannon fodder.
 A businessman who lost in a business game. A teenager who kept silent under school violence. The actor whose road to fame was ruined by cyber violence. An unknown man who was misunderstood until the day he died.
 There can only be one protagonist in every world, so fate hides in the corner sending it’s cold tentacles toward the innocent.
 Some people stay silent, some choose to compromise, some are unwilling, and some are fulfilled.
 There should always be individuals to hug them.
 So the Lu Zhiguang went to hug.
 Then people will not let go.
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 After his death, Yan Ke transmigrated and became a prince. He had yet to get himself an imperial harem and enjoy life with the (imaginary) concubines when he was married off in a marriage alliance.
 On the day of the wedding, he was shut out by Meng You.
 Half a month later after the wedding, when he had just recovered from his illness, Meng You was sent out to the battlefront. He was gone for three years.
 Yan Ke felt that, he was probably the most tragic, abandoned husband of the highest (epic) level.
 Since you are heartless, don’t blame me for being unrighteous!
 Therefore, the most forsaken husband reached his hand out towards the Crown Prince’s residence.
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 Meng You has just returned after he went out to war three years ago shortly after his marriage. For these three years, he had regularly received letters from the Crown Princess back home. His subordinates all extolled the deep love between husband and husband, but only Meng You knew that those were all attempts by the Crown Princess to ask for a peaceful separation (aka. divorce).
 He came back from battle only to see his Crown Prince residence turned into a mahjong house, swarming with all sorts of people – men and women, young and old.
 And that Crown Princess of his whom he had not seen for three years had kept himself fair and delicate, his every movement and action exceedingly coquettish and charming.
 And then, his Crown Princess walked towards him.
 Yan Ke, “Handsome, new face here? Do you want to play? It costs one tael of silver for a whole day and 25 taels of silver for a month. The boss will play with you, but the price is calculated separately. You will get more discount if you buy more~”
 Meng You, “……”
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 I’m an imperial uncle; his imperial majesty’s uncle.
 Once, someone with nothing better to do took a comprehensive survey of the current dynasty, and summed up the imperial court’s three great cancers.
 Wang Qin leads in corruption; the treasury is never full.
 Yun Tang favours a few, forming cabals; leading to corruption in our politics.
 Prince Huai plays with power, and serves as the head of a hundred poisons — thus causing instability to the throne.
 When they talk about the most venomous of vipers, the wicked one who plays with power, the biggest cancer of them all, they’re talking about me: this insignificant prince, Prince Huai, Chengjun.
 I can only say that I feel rather hapless in the face of these theories.
 In truth, I have been ever dutiful, ever devoted, devoid of intention to monopolise power, and possess even less of a heart to covet the throne. In the entire imperial court, I dare say there is no loyal subject more loyal than I.
 But, most tragically, in all the realm, the matter of my being a loyal subject is something that not many would believe.
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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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