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 Jiang Xueming is a man of life.
 Gender male, like female.
 Twenty-one years old, came to HK for work four years ago.
 Just to raise tuition for his younger sister—to prevent this family from being educated by illiterate parents.
 He worked as a cashier in a lo mei shop at Hung Hom MTR station.
 If you also take this subway, you should be able to see such a person in the small store near the ticket gate of the subway.
 He is just over 1.7 meters tall, not too tall.
 When facing customers, he occasionally squeezes out a little smile, and anyone with a discerning eye can see the enthusiasm for service and business.
 If there are no guests, he looks cold. He frowned, as if he was thinking about it all the time—thinking about how to get on with his life, but today's life seemed impossible.
 He received two counterfeit banknotes—to be exact, two train tickets that looked very much like banknotes. Regardless of the thickness of the bill or the texture of the paper, it resembles a thousand-yuan currency.
 When night came, the lights of the subway station gradually went out, only a little light source of security lights spread towards the exit.
 Holding the two tickets, he felt anxious.
 The salty smell of oil stains on the apron was in his nose.
 In the eyes, I saw the model with heavy makeup like a monster after the advertising light board lost its light and color.
 The steps that were stepped out echoed lengthily in the empty corridor.
 He swallowed nervously, not daring to look directly at the receipt in his hand, he only hoped that these two tickets could be turned back into banknotes in the dim light.
 "If you receive fake money, you must pay for it in full."
 "The store manager said that he received fake money. He will pay the full amount according to the order."
 He just muttered, as if in a daze.
 "Who would use a thousand yuan bill to buy beef offal? I also used two bills. How could I be fooled by this?"
 "Bai Lu has a skin disease, so she took three days off to see a doctor, and she has to continue her studies."
 "She must see a doctor."
 "She needs to be well. I brought her out of the house, and I have to take care of her."
 "I"
 It is said that the collapse of adults is often in an instant, but he doesn't even have time to collapse.
 He still has two hours to return to the rented house like a pigeon cage, and prepare three meals for his younger sister Jiang Bailu tomorrow morning, afternoon and evening.
 Then take a shower, brush your teeth, and you must fall asleep before eleven o'clock, otherwise you may not be able to catch the morning start bell the next day.
 On the way home, he checked and checked the balance in the mobile bank. There were still next month's rent and living expenses in it, but it would be painful to check the income account when he started work tomorrow.
 Until the old elevator doorbell whistled harshly. The rusty door lock that had been in disrepair for a long time began to scream, and the kitchen and toilet were just inside the door.
 Jiang Xueming saw her younger sister standing next to the two-story wooden frame bed, wearing short-sleeved shorts, just standing, doing nothing or saying anything.
 As if waiting for him to come home.
 The dishes and dining table that hadn't been cleaned up in time were crowded in the small room like this.
 "Brother" Jiang Bailu greeted timidly: "I didn't wash the dishes. I'm sorry, I'm sorry I feel very tired today."
 "Stop it, stop it!" Jiang Xueming took off his apron very quickly, and began to clean up the dishes and prepare to cook.
 The kitchen was very small, and Bai Lu couldn't help much, so she had to watch. Concerned about being anxious, he continued to explain.
 "Brother, I'm not trying to be lazy. I originally said that I would wash the dishes, but today I found spots on my hands." She put her hands behind her back, not daring to stretch them out.
 Xueming: "Show me."
 "No, why don't you wait until tomorrow?" Bai Lu immediately changed her words, with panic in her eyes: "How about I sleep? Maybe it will recover after a night of sleep! Brother, I'm afraid it will infect you. I... "
 Jiang Xueming's voice became quieter, and the stone in his heart became heavier: "Show me, Bai Lu."
 In the pale light.
 Bai Lu's eyes were dull, and the dark circles under her eyes were suddenly exposed. The entire right half of her face was covered with erythema, spreading to the neck and collarbone.
 Holding his sister's hands in his arms, he saw clusters of red spots appearing on the wrist and the fleshy mound of the thumb, all the way to the forearm, and many places were lumpy and raised.
 He asked, "Does it hurt? Is it itchy?"
 Bai Lu just shook her head.
 He then asked, "What did the doctor say?"
 Bai Lu squinted her eyes and pursed her lips. It took a long time before I spoke.
 "Just say it's an allergy."
 He turned his head and cleaned up the house: "That's allergies, don't be afraid."
 Bai Lu asked anxiously, "Isn't it going to cost you a lot of money?"
 He sneaked back a sentence in his busy schedule: "It's okay, it's okay."
 Bai Lu was still very nervous: "How about...how about we go back?"
 When this question was asked, Bai Lu was very unwilling.
 "Don't think about it, I brought you here. I just want you to study hard to avoid your parents. What are you doing when you go back? Do you want them to arrange a marriage for you to earn a dowry? Tie you to a sedan chair and send you to the mountains?" Xue Ming finally helped his sister back to the bed, "Heal with peace of mind."
 "Hmm..." Bai Lu closed the curtain, and stared out with a pair of dark eyes. Seeing Brother Xueming's busy schedule, she felt relieved.
 She heard ingredients gurgling in the pot.
 She smelled the special chicken breast and macaroni cooked in plain water, and although they chewed like leaves and mud, they were delicious—it was made by her brother himself.
 She saw her elder brother tidying up the cutting board swiftly and meticulous in his grooming.
 She was full of small thoughts, thinking, her brother is so good-looking, she should be able to find a rich woman, and then she will be able to live a good life, just smile more - after all, her brother doesn't like to laugh.
 She shouted: "Brother, let me tell you a joke. My classmate told me today."
 Xue Ming was still tidying his beard in front of the mirror, and glanced at the ticket on the mirror table, but didn't pay attention, "Say, I'm listening. I'll sleep when you fall asleep, don't be afraid."
 Bai Lu went on to say, "My classmate said, you are so weird."
 "Strange? They don't like me?" Xue Ming held the razor, raised his head, and looked at himself in the mirror.
 "No, no, they like it. We saw you at the subway entrance, and they all said that you don't look like a hawker, but a star." Bai Lu's tone became playful: "Where is the time to be lazy and start reading newspapers?" The miscellaneous dealers don’t even try to please and laugh with customers. When they deliver lo mei, they act as if they are pouring red wine. It’s like a firefly in the dark night, like”
 Jiang Xueming had a rare smile on his face. The razor in his hand also seemed to understand his sister's funny intentions, and finally became sharper, "Should it be served with a martini? Add olives and lemon slices? How about a butcher's knife?"
 Bai Lu went on to describe: "Like a killer, yes hahahahaha. A killer disguised as a cashier."
 "En." Jiang Xueming just responded.
 "It's boring, it's boring. I've worked so hard! Why don't you?" Bai Lu muttered, turning over, "It's boring, go to sleep!"
 After a while she fell asleep.
 When the slight snoring came out, Xue Ming finally cleaned up inside and out. He took a bucket of clothes and went to the laundry room. When he came back, he stood under the clothesline in the corridor and looked at the stars.
 In his day, he finally had some time to collapse.
 He covered his face, rubbed his forehead, and tried to keep his voice quiet so as not to disturb a bunch of neighbors.
 "I'm sorry, sister. My brother is a bad person. What should I do if I promised something I couldn't do?"
 It's been a long, long time—a long, long time, and life has to go on.
 Under the starlight, he stared at the two tickets. Can barely make out the words on the bill.
 [Jiujie Station]
 [HK→SW]
 [Block 15B, Car 13, Platform 3]
 The other ticket is for the return journey.
 Nine Realms Station? This strange place name made him completely puzzled.
 "It looks like banknotes, is it used to deceive people? Don't even bother to write the bus time? It's so fucking clever. Counterfeit banknotes and counterfeit banknotes are punished differently. Now these criminals want to make a living. Good day, it’s really all about it.”
 He tore the two bills into pieces and threw them away.
 But - this is just the beginning.
 The moment the alarm goes off in the morning.
 Xue Ming's thumb has already pressed on the phone, as if he is a prophet. Turn over and get up, put on overshoes, quietly and calmly cover up the sound of the lower bunk landing, so as not to disturb my sister's sleep.
 Everything is completed within tens of seconds, as if it is as precise as the gears of a clock.
 His mechanical movements came to an abrupt end when he touched the badge.
 There were two extra tickets in the pocket of his jacket, which were clearly the tickets he tore up with his own hands last night—the familiar touch made his hair stand on end.
 This time, there was an extra line printed on the ticket.
 [Jiujie Station]
 [HK→SW]
 [Block 15B, Car 13, Platform 3]
 [July 7, 2024 16:11-23:55]
 The bright red printed characters are so eye-catching, and if you sniff carefully, you can still smell the ink.
 The same is true for the other bill, except that the return time is not written.
 Jiang Xueming stared at the two tickets suspiciously. He thought a lot, but he remembered clearly that he was very awake last night.
 The sound and touch of tearing the ticket are so real, not like a dream.
 At the same time, the daily man didn't have much time to think about it, he had to go to work - he casually put the ticket back on the table.
 As soon as he walked to the elevator door, he immediately met a courier boy.
 "Is it Mr. Jiang Xueming? You have a courier."
 "Leave it out the door. I'm in a hurry."
 "It's your ticket. It's written on the mail package that it's very expensive, and it's insured for more than 30,000 yuan. It must be delivered to you personally."
 Jiang Xueming was stunned for a moment, and then felt an inexplicable chill in his heart, as if his whole body was frozen.
 The courier brother just put an envelope in Xue Ming's hand, and rushed to deliver it to the next family.
 I can't care about any work. What's happening right now is too weird.
 The sender's address on the envelope was also the Nine Realms Station. When I called the phone number, it was an empty number.
 He opened the envelope, and the ticket inside was exactly the same as what he touched just now.
 There is no ticket number, only the place of departure and arrival, as well as the name of the station and the time of departure and arrival.
 This ticket is orange as a whole, like a currency with a denomination of 1,000 yuan, but there is no emblem. In its place is an inverted pentagram and barley grain, and it bears no printed proof of any note.
 Moving his thumb away, Jiang Xueming could still see a little bit of brown ink on his finger, like dried blood.
 He just felt evil, as if an invisible guy had sent him an invitation.
 But here comes the problem.
 "Where the hell is the Nine Realms!?"
 People in daily life immediately forget about work, as if they have found a way to tide over the difficulties.
 But instead of going to the Nine Realms Station, he immediately called the local police station.
 He had no choice but to pin his hopes on the police officer, hoping that the police officer could help him recover the money.
 That morning, Xue Ming entered the Hung Hom Police Department and explained the matter to the people's police. And fully inform the police of the specific details of the process.
 When he showed the ticket in his hand to the police comrades, something even more incredible happened.
 "Mr. Jiang Xueming, what do you mean is the ticket that looks like a counterfeit banknote? Is it the one in your hand?" The police officer was a little puzzled, with a very puzzled expression on his face.
 At this moment, Xue Ming looked at the ticket in his hand, not quite understanding what the police officer was asking.
 "Yes, this ticket. Can't you see it? It's the ticket and it says on it"
 "It says 1,000 yuan upon presentation of the ticket." The police officer interrupted: "At the order of the board of directors, it will be printed on September 1, 2003. The ticket number is AK887411. Is this the version? I can read. It's currency." Oh, not the ticket."
 "Currency?" Jiang Xueming was stunned.
 The police officer asked disgustedly: "Where are you from? You don't know the money anymore? Think it as a ticket?"
 "Oh..." Jiang Xueming didn't react for a while, thinking in his heart, could this weird ticket be money in the eyes of others?
 "Here, I'll go check the banknotes." The police officer took the receipts from Xue Ming's hand and went to the next department.
 During the waiting period, Xue Ming felt uneasy. Not only the inexplicable encounters in the past two days, but also the skin disease on his younger sister made him anxious.
 After a long time, I heard disappointed hisses from the department next door.
 The police officer finally came back.
 "Hey! Keep the money! Don't report to the false police if you have nothing to do in the future! Are you under a lot of pressure in life? Do you want me to call Baiche for you to go to the psychiatrist? Are you fooling around? Do you want to eat in prison?"
 "Is this real money?" Xue Ming stood up immediately, he couldn't believe it.
 "That's right, I thought I could make meritorious service." The police officer stared at Jiang Xueming suspiciously: "This is real money, and the money detector won't deceive people. Did you pick it up?"
 "No, no, no, no, I'm under a lot of pressure. I've been having hallucinations recently, and I'll definitely pay attention next time." Jiang Xueming thanked him and backed out.
 "(ˉ▽ˉ～) Cut~~ I thought there was a big case of counterfeit banknotes!" The police officer waved his hand, "Let's go, let's be careful on the road. I also have the contact information for a psychiatrist here. What about next time? Do you still want to be more careful next time? Next time you come to Yu Lan Festival to bring Ming coins? Crazy line!"
 Jiang Xueming smirked all the way, and hurriedly stepped back to the door: "Thank you. Thank you."
 After a few seconds, he came back again.
 Xue Ming asked politely: "Well, officer, do you know the place Nine Realms?"
 "I know both Kowloon and the New Territories. What the hell is the Nine Territories? Why don't you go to the map navigation and ask Siri to draw a middle point. Also, don't call the police officer, call Sir."
 “Okay Sir”
 After leaving the police office, he looked thoughtfully at the ticket in his hand.
 People's lives have to go on.
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 "Spider-Verse", "Harry Potter" 
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 ~A line from Shorthand Tablature of Magnolia Blossoms by Zhu Dunru
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 At sixteen years of age, You Miao lives a life of luxury. Yet with rapid changes in family circumstances, the once little young master now only has his deceased mother’s barren estate and a loyal Quanrong slave left. The dilemma and distress of starting everything from scratch becomes the greatest trial of his life.
 As the imperial state exam approaches, You Miao enters the capital for his tests. However, all of a sudden the tribes of the north invade, causing a diaspora to the south. The Hans flee to the south in great numbers with the uprising of war everywhere. The country is at the cusp of ruin and homes are lost…
 Along with his band of sworn brothers, You Miao finally returns to Jiangnan in the midst of displacement, and using all of his strength, he supports this broken, half sliced nation.
 The good days don’t last long, and the imperial court now in the south faces both internal and external enemies. The court is in turmoil, the government officials in dissension, but as tides rise and fall, the most beautiful moonlight of the great desert is yet to come.
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 An unknown disciple from a small sect battling against the strongest in the cultivation world! The long journey working at cultivation, the realization of destiny, and the chance to reach the apex of the world. 
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 A young juvenile’s dantian was sealed since childhood. He can learn all elementary laws and master all martial art techniques. Various Kings strive to reach the heavens, new warlords rise together simultaneously, great races stand with thousands of numbers. From the moment that youth awakens, Everyone will shiver in his presence…….Humans unfair to ME, millions of corpses on the ground.
 HEAVEN IS AGAINST ME , MY FURY WILL BURN THE HEAVEN ITSELF…….
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 Upon waking up from the dream, Josie traveled from the 21st century to Chicago in 1943, becoming a poor boy wandering the streets.
 World War II? For Josie, who is still underage, it is too far away.
 As an orphan, how he can survive in this age is the most important thing.
 Fortunately, he has a plane trading system. In this era, being a master of time and space can make a good life if you think about it.
 However, a few months later, Josie, whose life had just improved a little, looked at Captain America, who was singing and dancing with a group of girls on the stage of the war fundraising benefit performance, and fell silent.
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 This is Marvel!
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 Leylin is transported from an advanced technological era into a medieval world— except there’s magic. Equipped with only his quick wits and an A.I. chip fused to his soul, he sets out to become the most powerful magus the world has ever known. In a land divided into the Light and Dark Magi, the weak can either be cattle or disposable slaves. Only the strong can determine their lives, and only they have the luxury for virtue. Yet strength is only a tool for Leylin, like any other. His goal, in the end, is his own.
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 What happens when a scientist from a futuristic world reincarnates in a World of Magic and Knights?
 An awesome MC — that’s what happens!
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 Face? Who needs that… Hmmm… that guy seems too powerful for me to take on now… I better keep a low profile for now.
 You want me to help you? Sure… but what benefit can I get out of it? Nothing? Bye.
 Hmmm… that guy looks like he might cause me problems in the future. Should I let him off for now and let him grow into someone that can threaten me….. Nahhh. *kill*
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 Xiao Luobing was the queen of mercenaries in the modern era, she died and was reborn as a baby into a new world, in which she lived safely for eighteen years. She is the number one genius of South Zhao Country, and became the new empress after she and her family helped the new emperor ascend the throne. However, before long, she was betrayed by her best friend and husband and was deposed from the position of empress. Even her family was exiled and her senior brother was killed. After she was tortured in the cold palace, she died.
 However, with a seemingly heaven-defying fate, she is reborn yet again. This time as the half-sister of her enemies, the Bai sisters. Given a third chance at life, she vows to avenge her family and senior brother and strives to be stronger.
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 “Ding, I picked up the broken samurai sword and obtained the supremely fast sword Yunya.” 
 “Ding, I picked up the Kaido Reward Order, and got armed and domineering.” 
 “Ding, I picked up the devil fruit’s stubble core, and gained control of lightning without sequelae.” 
 ………… 
 It’s impossible to beat the Tianlongren to find the big secret treasure. It has nothing to do with me. I just want to pick up trash and maintain my life. 
 This way, I threaten the Four Emperors to throw trash and force the Three Generals to make trash. The porter looks at the scared Denon 
 “Actually, I have nothing malicious, I just want to pick up some rubbish.” 
 Follow Nighteye and be the clean king of One Piece world together!
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 Qin Xiaotian transmigrated into the body of a five year old orphan of another world, in the Nine States Continent. 
 After obtaining the Invincible Devouring System, he can devour and learn anything. With his teeth, that are harder than everything, there’s nothing that he can’t consume. With the help of the system, he learned how to cultivate by breathing and how to train his body after biting stone with his cheats. 
 Having such cheats, Qin Xiaotian tries to dominate the universe and become the invincible… brat.
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 What are you going to do when you pass through another world?
 Yalin(MC): Perhaps, many of those seniors who passed through another world would like to use violence to solve their problems, but I like to control the fate of a country with economics and races with faith, I use benefits to instigate others so that I profit, and even making them take risk for me without them even knowing. In each country the highest is the king and behind the king is a string that is attach to my hand, for I am their puppeteer.
 Yalin(MC): Certainly the credit does not only belong to me, I must give my thanks to the great knights and their leader Zero(Code Geass). The supreme master of blood, the moon princess(Tsukihime), the black and white princess, and also my ‘good friend’ called by his title the ‘God’s left eye’, president of the neutral autonomous city. Finally I must give thanks to my loyal and competent subordinates!
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 The world regained consciousness.
 It was surprised to find ‘little animals’ doing a lot of ‘unauthorised’ things on its body.
 At midnight, in the year of 2018, a voice appeared in the minds of all citizens: “Hello, parasites.”
 A reaper gong, who doesn’t like to talk and strikes once to hit ten VS a fake white lotus and river god shou, who pits to kill.
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 Arcane energy weaves the world, and the ninja world is no exception. 
 The Book of Medivh from Azeroth contains knowledge of two worlds. 
 For mages, knowledge = power. 
 Enemy country? war? Tailed beast? Otsutsuki? 
 In front of the Master, tremble! 
 Time, for me to control; space, let me roam. 
 Parallel time and space, self rise, regret unfortunately, self end. 
 In the name of the new guardian— 
 Master, open a cross-border portal! 
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