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 Slowly opening the letter, her eyes began scanning the lines of text filling the page. As she digested the words before her, Romantica’s eyes widened. She whipped her gaze to meet Desir’s. Confronted with the seemingly impossible, she read the letter again in its entirety. And then her gaze darted back to Desir, her eyes opened even further. In denial, she scrutinized the letter once more, as if she was willing the contents contained within to change through the act of rereading. But the words on the page simply stared back at her, defiant.
 The details were all there. Written out with intimate precision. The naked truth of why Romantica Eru had actually been assigned to the Beta Class.
 As she read down the contents for the third time, she shuddered. As she reached the final sentence of the letter, she found herself frantically ripping the entire letter into shreds.
 Her trembling eyes met Desir’s carefree gaze for a final time, and the two stared at each other in silence. The air was thick with tension, and with each breath Romantica felt like she was slowly suffocating.
 Suddenly, Desir leaned towards her, causing Romantica to jump in fright. “Do you want to talk to me now?” His calm voice matched his lackadaisical expression.
 Romantica could not say no. Afraid that someone might hear, she whispered, “How… how did you… how do you know about this?” Her shaky voiced had been drained of all the vigour it previously possessed.
 “I don’t think I’m obligated to tell you,” Desir answered.
 Hearing that, Romantica’s mouth went dry. She knew that, in this moment, Desir held all the cards. “Have you told anyone else?” she quickly asked; her question sounding more like a single word than an entire sentence.
 Desir shook his head. “No, but most of the professors are already aware. How else could you have been assigned here?”
 “B-but, this place is hundreds of kilometers away from the Prilecha Kingdom!” Romantica exclaimed in disbelief.
 Desir chuckled at her naivety. “You’ve sorely underestimated the intelligence gathering network of Hebrion Academy.”
 Self-assured as he was, Doneta had been mistaken about the reason why Romantica was assigned to the beta class. The entrance exams and its participants were subject to much closer scrutiny than most students were aware of. Even the most closely guarded secrets of one’s past was bound to come to light eventually. And at this current moment Romantica’s own secret past was streaming forth from the lips of a man who she barely knew.
 “Years ago, a humble merchant family amassed a substantial fortune through conducting business in the Prilecha Kingdom. That commoner family then bribed a struggling baron in the south for his title and thus came to inhabit the Von Eru Castle. This happened when you were 4, right? Your family bought their way into nobility. Even if you claim that you’re a noble, there’s no denying that you were born a commoner,” Desir finished summarizing the contents of the letter with a satisfied smile.
 “You…!” Romantica desperately fumbled to find the words that matched her tumultuous emotions.
 Desir leaned forward conspiratorially. “We were both born commoners. Even if you’re a high-and-mighty noble now, don’t you think it’s awfully pompous to not want to be in the same party as a commoner?”
 “Thats…!” Righteous indignation turned to ashes in her mouth as Romantica realized he was right.
 Desir’s knowledge of Romantica’s most intimate secret was only natural. Romantica Eru was a beta class member who had weathered eight long years in the Shadow Labyrinth. One of Desir’s closest companions. As his teammate, Romantica often told him about her past. After all, with the spectre of death lurking behind every blind corner, what is there left to hide? Knowing this, each of them treasured the opportunity to live on in the memories of their allies. And in return, they all listened carefully to one another’s tales. Desir was no exception. He remembered all their names, their faces, and their stories. As such, it was easy for Desir to recall his memories of Romantica Eru.
 Romantica Eru.
 The daughter of Baron Eru who had paid his way into nobility.
 The little girl who paid for her father’s decision with a lonely childhood.
 Desir continued, “You know, the Blue Moon Party’s assigned professor is Professor Nifleka. One of the few professors who knows about your little secret. The man&nbsp;loathes&nbsp;commoners. If you end up in his party, he’s not going to just roll over and do nothing.”
 “…Doneta will protect me,” Romantica weakly protested, gaze lowered to the floor.
 Desir raised an eyebrow. “Did you see the way he looked at commoners? Are you sure about that?”
 To Desir, Romantica’s current thoughts were as transparent as glass. Romantica, born a commoner, was keenly aware of how Doneta viewed commoners. The way he stared as if looking over lowly livestock. She was overcome with fear at the thought of him looking at her the same way should she ever be found out. She had tried to convince herself that her fear was unfounded. But now, it was threatening to become reality.
 Desir began picking up the scattered pieces of paper from the floor. “So what will you do?”
 “You really think a party created out of blackmail is going to be any good?” Romantica sputtered, &nbsp;knowing full well she wasn’t in any position to negotiate.
 “You’re right,” said Desir. “How about this? I’ll add a condition. One month. Party up with me for just one month. If you still feel the same way after, then you can leave.”
 One month.
 ‘I guess it could be worse,’ Romantica thought. After holding out for a month, if she didn’t like it, she could leave. Romantica started to hold out a hand when something crossed her mind,&nbsp;‘Hold on. I was just thinking that it wasn’t a bad deal compared to the alternative of joining the party indefinitely, but I’m still being coerced into an arrangement I don’t want, aren’t I?’
 Perhaps this man’s tactical prowess extended beyond the confines of a battlefield.
 Desir held out a hand. Romantica crossed her arms and returned the gesture with a hard stare, but despite her best efforts, she couldn’t find anything other than innocence in his expression. She let out a deep sigh. “You know, you came off as a real scumbag during the entrance exams.”
 “I know,” Desir responded, somehow sounding even more cheerful than usual.
 The bastard.
 Romantica grabbed Desir’s hand and shook it.
 Breakfast tasted terrible. There had been only two options. Bread stale enough to dig a grave with and a watery soup sprinkled with tiny scraps of boiled lamb. Romantica was almost dumbfounded. That was when it truly dawned on her: this was the beta class.
 She did not enter the academy to be treated like this. This was going too far. She was well aware that the two classes were treated differently, but to think it was to this extent! From what she’d gathered, the alpha class enjoyed luxurious buffet-style dining for all their meals. Just thinking about it made her become angry, but not angry enough to starve.
 With strenuous effort, Romantica broke a piece of bread in half with her hands. It came apart with the dull sound of a slab of granite splitting in two. She couldn’t help but wonder if they really were actually being fed rocks. But a look across the table at Desir quickly dispelled such notions. His plates were already empty. Romantica asked in disbelief, “How can you eat this?”
 Desir paused to finish chewing before he responded, “Why not? It’s better than orc meat.”
 Romantica furrowed her brows. “That’s a figure of speech, right? Orcs have been extinct for a long time.”
 Desir shrugged. He pointed to the bread and soup in front of Romantica. “If it’s too hard to eat, dip the bread in the soup.”
 Romantica did as he said. The bread became softer, and with some effort, she was able to get it down. As she ate the bread and looked at Desir sitting in front of her, it finally hit her that they were in the same party.&nbsp;‘Right…’
 Technically, “will” be in the same party. After all, they weren’t ‘official’ yet. The minimum requirement for a party was three people. But right now, the members only included this bastard and her…
 According to him, they haven’t even found a professor who was willing to be assigned to the party. Nothing about this shitty party was in any way proper. And she was in it. “I think I’m done eating.”
 *clink*
 Having lost her appetite, Romantica put down her spoon. When they came out of the cafeteria, Romantica face was darkened with dismay. She made sure to keep a steady distance behind &nbsp;Desir as they walked.
 Desir broke the silence, “Don’t worry, we won’t have any problems setting up the party.”
 But the look of concern did not leave Romantica’s face. “You… you do know how hard it is to create a party, right?”
 There were two conditions to creating a party. A roster of at least three people and an assigned professor. Setting aside the problem of the professor for now, they still needed another member to meet the headcount requirement.
 “There are already a few prominent parties in the beta class. All the new students will want to go to those, you know? Nobody’s going to bat an eye at a newbie party like this one,” Romantica spat into the cold night air. “Say something! You-”
 Desir cut her off with a grin, “At first, you were going on and on about how bad this party was. Now, you’re concerned we won’t be able to get it off the ground. I knew you’d come around.”
 Romantica reeled. “W-w-w-what?! I just thought about what an annoying month it’s going to be if this party fails… So I’m just looking out for number one, got it?!”
 It was hard not to find Romantica’s child-like embarrassment at something so trivial to be anything but endearing.
 Desir explained as he continued walking, “I told you, there won’t be any problems. I already know a professor that’ll take care of the party authorization. And for the third member, I already have someone in mind who hasn’t joined a party yet. We just have to convince them.”
 At those words, Romantica puffed up her cheeks in muted frustration, “You should’ve told me all of from the beginning!”
 Replaying Desir’s nonchalant revelation in her mind, Romantica couldn’t help but feel as if she was being teased. Everytime she spoke with him, it felt like conversing with a snake.
 The pair branched off of the path leading away from the cafeteria and started heading toward the training hall. The path became much wider. Romantica caught up to Desir and asked, “So, who’s this kid you have in mind?”
 Desir replied, “Pram Schneizer.”
 The sun was shining brightly in the sky. The first thing they noticed when they entered the glass-roofed beta class training hall was the state of disrepair it was in. Signs indicating lack of care or proper maintenance were everywhere they looked. The wooden bleachers had several holes large enough for careless students to fall right through them, and one of the load-bearing pillars had deteriorated to the point of needing some hastily applied magic support to prop it up. Everything about the training hall was worn down.
 Today, it was the location where the alpha and beta class were holding a joint sparring session. Once the class began, the students split off to find opponents to spar with. The observing crowd was split in exactly two groups. The first was the students of the beta class. Ordinary in appearance and plain in attire, they were the students that would normally be using this training hall. To them, the state of the room was nothing out of the ordinary.
 To the other group, the inadequacies of the facility were apparent enough to be jarring. These was the students of alpha class, easily identified by their fine clothing and imperious air. They made no attempt to hide their disdain for the class’ choice of location.
 “This really is a disgusting place.”
 “The facilities are pathetic.”
 They looked around in disgust, wrinkling their nose as if encountering some foul stench, and continued to pile on the insults.
 “I’m not really a fan either,” said Romantica, as she took a seat next to Desir on the benches in front of the bleachers.
 They were waiting for their turn. Because there were more students than available room, they had to wait until the others were finished to use the training hall.
 “There’s no grass. No protective magic walls. It doesn’t look like anyone’s been taking care of the place at all. There’s mud everywhere. Not to mention, it’s so small that we have to take turns to even use it. This is one of the reasons why I wanted to advance to the alpha class.”
 Even though she complained, she knew that there was no point. The midday sun was hot on her skin. She held a hand above her eyes and looked over the crowd on the floor of the training hall.
 “So that person is here? Pram something-or-whatever?”
 The one called Pram Schneizer. Desir remembered that name clearly. He was a beta class member who had lasted nine years in the Shadow Labyrinth.
 Pram’s specialty was leveraging the keen point and agility of a rapier to produce flurries of potent thrusting stabs. Combining his prodigious knack for swordsmanship and incredible effort, his skills with a rapier were truly mighty. Just on the basis of his piercing stabs, he was a top-tier, formidable swordsman.
 Desire continued to scan the pairs of students in the training hall. “He’s a swordsman of incredible ability. Likely the strongest in the beta class.”
 Romantica tried to downplay her growing curiosity. “Hmm, I want to see that.”
 Desir pointed towards somewhere close to the center of the hall. “Oh, he’s right there.”
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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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 There is everything in the world. And I, Li Luo, will eventually become the king of all phases. Following “Battle Through The Heavens”, “Martial Universe”, “The Great Ruler” and “Dragon Prince Yuan”, Celestial Silkworm Potato is another fantasy masterpiece.
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 Hai Xiu has a slight social disorder. After he transfered school, his new teacher tried to help him to treat it slowly by giving him the task of sending and receiving homework and test paper from his fellow classmates. Although Hai Xiu has communication problem, he still stumbled around trying his best to do so. However, he accidentally misplaced the test paper of the school’s resident “bad student”… And thus, started their sweet story together…
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 On a certain day, Ji Xiao Li led his newly-acquired disciple into a dungeon, feeding him all sorts of priceless red and blue potions.
 Teammate: f*ck, tyrant, you have an ore mine at home?
 Ji Xiao Li: how did you know my family owns an ore mine?
 【Teacher Orders a Salute：disciple, enter the sect, accept my guidance. Tell teacher, what is the sect’s foremost teaching?】
 【Milk Tea Small Crisp：Master, isn’t our sect just you and I, what is the foremost teaching?】
 【Teacher Orders a Salute：evil, evil disciple! I said to say it so say it!】
 【Milk Tea Small Crisp：……】
 【Milk Tea Small Crisp：Beat to death YueJian Chunhe that son of a bitch!】
 YueJian ChunHe = Milk Tea Small Crisp = Ruan Fenghe
 Teacher Orders a Salute = Ji Xiao Li
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 The planet was invaded by the Tates, and suffered from the devastation of the last ages. In the crisis of survival, some humans awakened powers, and they realised that those mutant beasts could cooperate with their own consciousness and increase their fighting power to two times more.
 This kind of animal was called Warpet. Shu Xiaohui was somewhat different from others. When the Tates invaded, he became a hamster and silently felt the presense of another powerful person.
 Chen Chengduo watched his companions slowly find their warpet, and wondered where his one was until one day he saw Shu Xiaohui with his mouth full of melon seeds in the corner of the wall…
 Others were warpet, his was only just a pet right…
 Hamster: You… You don’t look at my small size. I have lucky BUFF!
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 Cheng Ke quit his job, moved away from his rich family in pursuit of arts. He is a sand painter who creates stunning pieces of art using sand. He becomes Jiang Yu’s tenant who’s a gang leader and takes care of his sister’s apartments. Their worlds collide as they move from mutual rejection to mutual understanding. Through hard work and struggles, they each achieve success and move towards a better future.
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 Qin Shiwu grew up listening to his parents’ love stories from an early age.
 He learned that his mother was known as a beautiful, gentle and virtuous Omega at school.
 He learned that his father was known as a talented and courteous scholar Alpha.
 Rumor has it that when they were in high school, they fell in love at first sight, became a harmonious couple and never had a single quarrel.
 Once he transmigrated, he went sixteen years back to the time when his parents were still in high school and became a little fool who was bullied by everyone.
 Who will tell him——
 This person who grabbed him by the neck and shoved him to the ground! The super as*hole school bully who can’t get 100 points in all nine subjects is his father?!
 That cold, unfeeling, kaolin flower, iceberg person, the most alpha Alpha in the whole school whom no one dares approach within a 500-mile radius is his mother???
 Wait, mom! Were you so wild when you were young? You’re pretending to be an alpha!
 Wait, Dad!! That’s your wife!! Is it really okay for you to fight with him now!!
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 Mukouda Tsuyoshi, summoned from modern Japan to a different world of sword and magic.
 He thought of what kind of a huge adventure was waiting for him, but actually, Mukouda is just a civilian who got caught in a 『Hero Summoning』!!
 And that Mukouda’s base status shabby compared to the legitimate heroes(There’s even three of them!)……
 On top of that, the king who summoned Mukouda and the rest were suspicious, and Mukouda left the castle by himself realizing 「Ah, this is the type that heroes would only be used」.
 The only thing that Mukouda could rely on in this world is his unique skill 『Net Supermarket』――it can only order goods from modern Japan to the different world.
 “It is not for combat, but if I use it properly, I might have no trouble living?”, Mukouda thought lightly, but actually――he found out that the modern「food」that he ordered would display ridiculous effects!
 On top of that, ridiculous guys who were attracted by a different world’s food gathers……?!!
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 Chi Yiyin is regarded as a top horror novelist, and everyone who has read his books said it was like being followed by fear itself. 
 What they didn’t know was that it was Chi Yiyin’s personal experience.
 While exploring a haunted house at night to find inspiration, Chi Yiyin was dragged into another world. 
 It’s a crazy and dangerous world, full of ghosts and fallen god. Even if human beings awakened their blood, they could still only survive in insignificant ways, and if they made one wrong step, they will usher in tragic death.
 However, when the other players were scared to death and could barely survive, Chi Yiyin took out his small notebook: “This is truly terrifying, it can be used as inspiration.”
 The ghost froze: ? Please respect me, thank you.
 The next moment, the ghost was sealed into Chi Yiyin’s notebook and became his tool ghost. The ghost was dumbfounded.
 All ghosts that were successfully written into words by Chi Yiyin will be sealed in his book for his use.
 In the game world, rumor about a human began to circulate—— 
 Chi Yiyin is here! Scared me to death, run!
 The fallen god sits on top of the game world, full of loathing.
 However, He saw the dazzling starlight, traversing the world against all odds, and came to Him.
 He loves me. 
 The fallen god thought to himself.
 Then this world that should have been destroyed has meaning to continue existing – for him, the sun rises.
 “Don’t write about those crooks, I can be your strength. Fill your book with my name, and you will become a new god, and I, your most faithful believer.”
 The fallen god kissed deeply: “I will give you a god, full of devotion and belief.”
 People who were eagerly waiting for Chi Yiyin’s new book discovered, the top horror novelist actually wrote a love story??
 Chi Yiyin announced with a smile: “Yes, I’m in love.”
 “With a god.”
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 Xu Yu was a small star from a talent audition show. He was too beautiful so he was often used by netizens to edit CP videos. It was also because he was too beautiful that he always took the shou position in the various CPs. He was a big, overall shou.
 On the day that he terminated his contract with the company, Xu Yu received an interview notice from a brand company to interview to become the male advertiser for the next quarter. Xu Yu went and to his surprise, the interviewer was Su Yuanjiu, the big president of the brand company.
 Su Yuanjiu, president of a top, international luxury brand. A person who clearly wasn’t in the entertainment industry but had a huge fanbase on a CP video clips website. It wasn’t known where these fans got the information but they heard Su Yuanjiu had a white moonlight and shamelessly named the fan group White Moonlight.
 On this website, Su Yuanjiu matched perfectly with whomever his CP was. It didn’t matter if they were a gong, how alpha they were or how manly they were, everyone automatically turned into a shou in front of Su Yuanjiu. Netizens called him the big, overall gong.
 The amazing thing was that there was no intersection between this big, overall shou and gong on this website.
 Then one day, netizens found that the big, overall gong had opened a Weibo account. Then they found that the first thing Su Yuanjiu did after opening his Weibo was to follow Xu Yu and only Xu Yu. Just as everyone was talking about the relationship between Su Yuanjiu and Xu Yu, Su Yuanji sent a Weibo post.
 “Who is interested in editing a CP video between Xu Yu and me? I want to watch it.”
 Everyone: ?????
 Everyone: What?!!!!!
 Everyone: Leave it to me!!!!!
 Later, Su Yuanjiu sent a second Weibo post. “I heard some people are calling themselves White Moonlight? Sorry, my white moonlight is back.”
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 Handsome to the point of inciting the wrath of the heavens and anger of humans, Xu Zhi was a winner in life who was stabbed to death by his sister.
 After dying, he entered different worlds to complete missions, responsible for helping handsome yet losers in life change their fate.
 Mission of the entire work: Just one word, handsome!
 No CP (no pairing)
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 After Lü Bu was hung by Cao Cao at White Gate Tower, he travelled to the end of the Qin dynasty. By chance, he was thrown into the camp of the Hegemon-King of Western Chu and helped him conquer north and south, compete for power, and unify the Central Plains. 
 –Lü Bu was disappointed to discover that although his death was laughable, compared to this person, he could still be regarded as someone sensible.
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 Pet shop owner Tang Wan was accidentally reborn into an interstellar world. When he opened his eyes, he found himself automatically married to a vegetable via the StarNetwork. A social status worth ten billion yuan; but with an unconscious husband, he was unable to withdraw any money. Tang Wan held the empty position of the First Gentleman, but was, in fact, a poor man.
 In order to secure his future livelihood, Tang Wan was bound to the “Earth Pet System” and returned to his old business, with the goal of saving money, getting a divorce, and looking for a second spring!
 After thousands of years of evolution, Earth’s energy depletion had long been abandoned to the distant corners of the Milky Way. All of the animals in the galaxy had evolved tremendously, and little furry cute ones only lived in textbooks. When Tang Wan and his cute little ones appeared, they became the treasures of the whole universe! The pet shop soon became famous in the interstellar world, and the whole universe lined up to be cat slaves~
 Finally surviving past the compulsory marriage period, Tang Wan happily took off the diamond ring worth billions: he can finally sell it for money!
 However, Tang Wan could never have imagined that when he sat down at the dining table on a blind date with some fresh meat, the vegetative partner that he had come to an agreement with would suddenly open his eyes.
 Gong: I heard you sold your wedding ring for one billion yuan?
 Tang Wan reached out and pushed him down on the bed: Open what eyes, quickly close them.
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