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 Mulan, who didn't like drinking very much, picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The taste was not as bitter as he thought. It seemed quite honest, but it was definitely not his favorite taste. In comparison, he still preferred happy water.
 However, thinking that he had not been able to rest well in the past two days, Mulan drank a little more, thinking it was to help him sleep.
 Although the Nice Helier Princess briefly deviated from its course, the impact on the entire voyage was not great. If no other accidents occur, the ship will arrive at Port Valentine during the day tomorrow.
 Mulan didn't want to get involved in the affairs of the ship for the time being. The dangerous elements on the ship should be handed over to the Valentine Police Station after the ship docked. These ominous things were a bit dangerous for him now.
 This is an old world, an old world that is different from the impression of the soul in the 21st century. This is an old world where many mysterious things really exist beyond the sight of ordinary people. There are many extraordinary and magical things that absolutely exist. Lots of weirdness and danger.
 This was Mulan's inference in his mind, and it was also a reminder he reminded himself, letting him know that he needed to be careful.
 Of course, if Valentine's detective wanted to ask him about something, Mulan would still tell him everything, and would also remind him that the two teenagers who heard the singing must know something, at least more than what they said. , and before that, Mullan would not express himself too much.
 The current investigation of the case on the ship is very limited, and Mulan also understands that those villains who hide deeply and can create such weird things are not ordinary people themselves. Mulan even doubts whether the Valentine police have the ability to take over this case.
 Just because of the person he met in the military court before, Mulan believed that there might be someone who could deal with similar situations at the official level of Dilga, and Valentine, as an important big city on the western coast of the empire, had many problems in all aspects. You won't be too far behind.
 Thinking like this, Mulan has already forked the last piece of potato on the plate. Well, what he ate today was just potatoes with gravy. No one can eat steak every day, especially last time when he was in a hurry to check out and gave a large denomination. The other party didn't give him any change for the banknotes. Did he think it was a tip from Mr. Jones?
 Thinking of this, Mulan felt annoyed!
 ‘By the way, it seems that they are deliberately avoiding me, or are they hiding? ’
 Mulan chewed the last piece of potato and scraped the gravy on the plate with the remaining bit of bread. He looked around and couldn't see the boy and girl. But they were not missing, they just showed up less frequently. , this can be confirmed by the restaurant waiter.
 Mulan rubbed the area under his forehead to relieve his sleepiness. After rubbing it for a while, he stopped because the surroundings had become very quiet unconsciously.
 "Click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click."
 A creaking sound of old wooden boards reached Mulan's ears, as if the deck of the ship's hull was overwhelmed. Mulan slowly opened his eyes. The passengers around him seemed to become extremely blurry and distant in his eyes, more like a ball. The movement was slow and blurry, and there seemed to be laughter and laughter in the distance, but the environment he was in was eerily quiet.
 Goosebumps bulged up on Mulan's body. His body was a little stiff and he didn't make any movements. He just kept looking at everything around him. The decoration of the restaurant had become extremely old, the paint fell off in pieces, the tables and chairs were in tatters, and the dining room was in ruins. The plate was full of dust and smudges.
 "Clark la la la."
 The sound of the overwhelmed wooden planks came again. Mulan looked for sound and saw that the wooden planks above his head were drooping and deformed, and the degree of deformation was getting worse.
 "Clark la la la."
 The floor of the restaurant underfoot was also slightly raised in various places, as if something was crawling under the floor.
 "Hush, hush, huh."
 Mulan took a deep breath, put his right hand into his clothes and touched the wheel light. The cool metal touch brought him some peace of mind, but the weird atmosphere brought an even greater sense of depression.
 Mulan's eyes suddenly looked toward the cabin window, and a black shadow passed across it. On the old glass, the dust was rubbed into a twisted shape, as if something had just been lying there.
 "Come on! Show yourself in front of me if you have the guts!"
 There was a low roar in his mouth, and there was a sense of cruelty in Mulan's serious expression, as if he was still on the blazing battlefield. His body was tense, and every muscle was in a state of explosion at any time.
 At a moment when Mulan was highly nervous, the dilapidated cabin began to take on layers of color, and the surrounding gradually became noisy. Laughter, conversation, children's shouts, and the crisp sound of tableware colliding all entered Mulan's mind. In the ears, people suddenly woke up.
 "Uh ho, ho, ho."
 Breathing lightly, Mulan found that his hand was still holding his forehead, took the napkin, and wiped the fine sweat on his face, while the goosebumps on his body had not had time to dissipate.
 Mulan looked around. Everything was so warm. Is this a dream again? Or am I hallucinating? It’s quite real!
 Mulan often has nightmares in the past two days, several in one night, short and strange, similar to the one just now, but not as deep as this time, as if he is immersed in the scene, not to mention that it is a short dream. Or hallucination.
 However, no matter just now or before, in this dream-like feeling, although Mulan was extremely nervous, he did not feel strong danger, at least not the danger coming towards him.
 ‘Is it because of the Kraken case? ’
 Mulan couldn't help but doubt it, but he couldn't be sure because he never dreamed of the siren nor heard the song.
 "Mr. Jonest, what's wrong with you?"
 The attentive waitress came to Mulan again, noticed that his expression was not good, and immediately asked with concern.
 Mulan had already calmed down and shook his head slightly at the woman.
 "It's nothing, I just didn't have a good rest and I'm a little tired. Well, let's check out."
 The ship will arrive at the port tomorrow. Mulan already knows some of the internal arrangements. When the Nice Helier Princess arrives at the Port of Valentine, all passengers and crew will be prohibited from disembarking and the Valentine Police Department will be notified. .
 If everything goes well, it will be like this, but there are also people with high status on the ship, so it is unknown whether the arrangement can be effectively implemented.
 Mulan left the restaurant and returned to his room. Even if he was likely to have nightmares, he had to sleep. After all, he already had two dark circles under his eyes that were not obvious. No matter how much he dreamed at night, he would always have some time to sleep. in sleep.
 Mulan's current physical habits were developed on the battlefield, and they will not disappear even if a new soul is admitted. No matter how harsh the environment is, he must force himself to ensure a certain amount of rest.
 It seemed that it was just a trance of consciousness, or it seemed that it was mental fatigue, which made people instinctively reach out and rub their eyelids. When they opened their eyes again, they were in a bright corridor.
 Looking at the sick patients passing by from time to time, looking at the nurses and doctors pushing the beds by, looking at the lights above the corridor, the consciousness of those who survived the war seemed to fade away.
 ‘Why did I rush here after work? ’
 The moment this question arose, Li Xiu woke up from his dream and immediately hurried forward.
 The corridor in the inpatient department of the hospital seemed to be endless. But when a certain feeling of "it should be here" arose, Li Xiu's pace also slowed down. A nurse was coming out of one ward. She glanced at him and then turned to herself. leave.
 In the ward was Li Xiu's friend, lying alone on the bed.
 Li Xiu walked into the ward with a serious face, while Chen Chao on the hospital bed smiled at Li Xiu who came in.
 Facing his best friend since childhood, Li Xiu sighed softly and asked about the other person's physical condition in as relaxed a tone as possible.
 "Xiaochao, how's it going?"
 "What else can I do? It can't be worse. The effect of morphine is getting weaker and weaker."
 Chen Chao said the cruel truth, but the expression on his face was more relaxed than Li Xiu, and he showed a slightly excited expression.
 "Li Xiu, you came just in time. You're really suffocating me. I was just looking for someone to chat with."
 When Chen Chao met Li Xiu, he immediately started chatting. The topics ranged from traveling around during this period to enjoying delicious food, as well as music he was interested in and academic research. His words revealed Chen Chao’s optimistic mood at the moment. Li Xiu Xiu knew that Chen Chao was pretending to be optimistic before, but this time he suddenly couldn't hear it anymore, which also made Li Xiu's worry worse.
 "Li Xiu, let me tell you, maybe death is not a simple end, and maybe the end of life is not necessarily the end!"
 Suddenly hearing Chen Chao's words, Li Xiu frowned slightly at first, and then forced a smile. Before he could say anything, Chen Chao had already continued talking on his own.
 "Li Xiu, how do you think human consciousness was born? Where do the fantastic ideas in our minds come from? Do you know that maybe the universe has experienced many times of birth and death? Maybe the previous universe or even the previous one The photon information from the universe has been transmitted all the way here!”
 Chen Chao's eyes seemed to be shining with light. He took the tablet beside the bed and clicked on an animated picture. It was a deep starry sky. His eyes couldn't help but stare at this beautiful picture.
 "Transmitted into our universe, even into our consciousness in the form of fields!"
 Li Xiu tried his best not to show his heavy heart and echoed his friend.
 "Are you talking about reincarnation?"
 "Hahahaha, you idiot, I didn't mean what you thought!"
 Chen Chao raised his head and looked at Li Xiu with a smile that was not forced at all.
 "Perhaps the countless inspirations in our minds have been under the influence of this field for a long time. Perhaps our civilization has experienced countless reincarnations, or humans or humans have understood similar information countless times and repeated it in constant exploration. We have experienced similar or even identical behaviors countless times! Our consciousness itself is an extremely miraculous existence, just like the hypothesis of quantum mechanics and the birth of consciousness. It is integrated with the universe and is also exchanging information with the universe!"
 "speak English!"
 Li Xiu was somewhat infected by Chen Chao's demeanor and relaxed a little, while Chen Chao's eyes burst with energy, as if reflecting the starry sky.
 "Human life will eventually end, but the information of consciousness is just like the data circulating on the Internet. It will not simply disappear! I don't know whether the soul exists after death. But the love, hate, joy and sorrow of my life may be in the distant place. There is a melody echoing deep in the starry sky! Maybe I can still embrace this world, maybe I can still feel the beauty of this deep starry sky!"
 With a very romantic imagination, Li Xiu opened his mouth, and he, who was always eloquent, only spit out a few dry words.
 "Most definitely."
 "Ha, you guy, do you think I'm making this up? I didn't make this up!"
 Chen Chao clicked a few times on his tablet, opened a very formal academic website, and pointed to the text at the front.
 "It can be understood as his point of view. Roger Penrose, the winner of the 2020 Nobel Prize in Physics, let me tell you that everything about human beings can become better. So do I. I can also do it. The future is far away in the starry sky!"
 Chen Chao's speech was not fast, but every word he said was infectious, making Li Xiu couldn't help but look out the window at the starry sky at night.
 When he left the hospital, Li You's mood was not as heavy as when he arrived. He originally came to enlighten his best friend, but he didn't expect to be enlightened by the dying person.
 Chen Chao's words echoed in Li Xiu's mind. After walking out of the inpatient department building, Li Xiu subconsciously looked up at the stars in the sky and the deep distance.
 At this moment, Li Xiu was still convinced that Chen Chao was a person with a bright mind!
 But gradually, the beautiful starry sky in his sight gradually became distorted, and there was even more power that made Li You unable to move. The increasing sense of depression made him breathless. When he was about to suffocate, he felt a strong pull like weightlessness. The feeling comes.
 The starry sky is changing, the stars are twisting, in the deep darkness, the starlight is gathering in a blur, natural and man-made disasters have appeared, and Chen Chao's appearance has also appeared. It was Chen Chao's last rage before his death, madly roaring "It's impossible, it's all impossible." I am deceiving myself and others, I am deceiving myself and others.”
 That kind of madness in loneliness, that kind of despair and ferocity, exhausted Chen Chao's last strength, and was like steel needles piercing Li Xiu's eyes.
 Li Xiu's body trembled violently, and then he woke up from his sleep.
 "Ho ho. Ho."
 "Yes, it's a dream"
 Mulan gasped slightly, as if he was trying to relieve the suffocation in his dream through the large amount of oxygen supply at this moment. He raised his hands to cover his face. The morning sunlight had already shone through the cabin glass, giving him some relief. warmth.
 Through the gaps between his fingers, Mulan stared blankly at the ceiling of the cabin, and the dream seemed to fade a lot.
 "Oh~~~~"
 After calming down for a while, Mulan yawned and turned sideways so that the sun could not shine on his face. He obviously slept very badly last night.
 As soon as he stayed in bed, Mulan stayed in bed until the evening despite feeling a little hungry.
 The Nice Helier Princess was supposed to arrive at Port Valentin at noon. Because it deviated from the course, it was already evening when it approached Valentine. Due to the weather in the waters near Valentine, the sun could not be seen for a long time. , and a vast mist rose from the sea.
 "beep----"
 The ship's whistle was very loud, waking up the ultimate bed-lazy king Mulan, who seemed to be trying to make up for his previous insomnia. He stood up from the bed, rubbed his hair, and looked out the cabin window. .
 There is a layer of fog on the sea surface, and occasionally hazy light can be seen in the distance sweeping through the fog.
 Valentine's Lighthouse? The ship is arriving!
 "beep----"
 As if in response to Mulan's guess, the loud whistle of the Princess Ness Helier came again.
 Valentine, the place where Mulan Jonst was born and grew up, is familiar and strange to Mulan at this time. The pictures in his memory are also profound and vague, sometimes more like a blur. A documentary film that I have watched every time.
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 PS: Double update starts today, the story is far from unfolding yet!
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 Strange sights were peering outside the window, and turbid darkness lingered around. 
 The roar of steam and guns resounded with the suppressed roar of terror. Under the shadow of terror and indifference, the light of faith shone. 
 The wheel of history is rolling forward, and a new chapter of the times has opened. 
 This is an era of exploitation and oppression, this is an era of resistance and awakening, this is an era of ignorance that invites strangeness, and this is an era of awakened people who shine. 
 The pace of mankind will never stop. As long as there are people with courage, the torch that illuminates the darkness will be lit. 
 If you can't see the distance in the future, then I will be the first ray of light!
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 Lin Cheng got a strange system. The items exchanged by this system can be turned into portable capsules to carry with him. If he wants to, he can put a heavy house and car in his pocket for a walk-and-go trip. . 
 But Lin Cheng, who got such an artifact, couldn’t be happy, because what he was about to face was a huge change that would affect the world!
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 Well-known Composer Fang Zhao was in the glorious stage of his career, when the Apocalypse arrived; After finally experiencing the bitter difficulties of a thousand dangers, when the Apocalypse was simmering down to an end, he collapsed; When he opened his eyes, he was reborn in a New World, 500 years after the end of the apocalypse, in the body of a student who had been dumped barely after graduation, who had been cheated of his hardwork barely after he started working… 
 The World of the Future, Virtual Idols PK Real Idols 
 “Every time background music plays in my head, I feel like there is nothing to be afraid of.” —Fang Zhao 
 Toward the end of the apocalyptic period, Fang Zhao lost his life. However, instead of dying, he found himself 500 years later in the body of a young and aspiring composer who shared the same name. Having received a second chance at life, Fang Zhao sets out to achieve the previous owner’s dreams. 
 Armed with the experience of living through an apocalyptic age and his profession as a composer before that period, Fang Zhao uses his talent, wits, and knowledge to make his mark in the entertainment industry of the future.
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 Chu Xiang wakes up and realizes that the world is dead…
 T virus ravages the whole world in a short time, only 10% of the 7 billion people have immunity, and More than 300 million people have died from the chaos caused by the virus. There are only 400 million human beings on the 510 million square kilometers of the earth. In addition, there are countless zombies and creatures infected by viruses, land, sea and air. They are all the time. Hunting the surviving humans…
 What school flowers, police flowers, hot flowers, radish flowers, in the face of danger and hunger, they are just the vassals of men, ‘the real thing to survive!’ Female star? Give you a box of pure and unpolluted mineral water for change? Jade girl? A bag of cookies, please dance and do it? Miss Qianjin? Sorry, in this world where ants can kill, they can only be eliminated.
 The food crisis has forced surviving humans to self-help in the wild. The neon-lit squares are now flourishing, and the once-populated buildings are now pigs. There is no shackles and pollution. Without nine to five and Sunday, when you are fine, you can go to the ruins to find valuable treasures. When you are bored, you can make friends with your former girlfriends…
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 Doomsday, zombies are rampant! 
 There are always female zombies who want to eat me… 
 My back hurts a bit lately, what should I do? 
 Wait online! urgent! 
 PS: Doomsday farming harem text
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 Ten years ago, Zhou Xianfu came across and bound the system. In ten years, it has become a world-class financial oligarch. And ten years ago, he knew that the end is coming, and human beings can only resuscitate manually to save themselves!
 System: “Task 1: Make at least 5 billion people around the world recognize the existence of Xian/Wu.”
 “Task 2: Disseminate the simplified version of the “Supreme Qi” to the world, and enable at least four billion people around the world to officially start practicing. It will cause the earth to bottom out, and the spiritual energy will explode!”
 It is planned to prepare for three years in ten years. The purpose of the event is to promote national martial arts. With a prize of 150 billion U.S. dollars, the reality show “The Last Strong” has officially started.
 Global madness.
 Mercenaries, boxers, fighters, martial artists, and some masters all think that they will be the leader to take 100 billion US dollars.
 And no one knows who they are on the same track…
 Wudang: “Please come out of the mountain!”
 Bagua Gate: “Ancestor, please appear in front of the world again.”
 As a result, in everyone in the world that this is just a live broadcast of fighting games, fairy characters have appeared on the stage. Shock the world!
 World boxing champion: “He he… He smashed a mountain with one foot, how can I fight him?”
 The UFC champion is crazy: “Run at sea? One jump for hundreds of meters? Why, why have you never seen them in the Olympics? God…”
 At this moment, the world has officially entered the age of practice!
 Zhou Xianfu: “It’s time, come on, follow me to promote the aura recovery!”
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 Yang Feng somehow transmigrated into a different world and received a legacy of an ‘ancient high tech’ family, which does not directly raise his power, but gives him the technology to build things which are way more advanced than the seemingly medieval world.
 But to build something you need resources and energy. To receive resources you need strength. To gain strength you need knowledge. To gain knowledge you… need strength? or a background? Or maybe a fully armed army of high tech robots who aren’t afraid of death?
 But is this legacy really for him to keep?
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 Game modeler Sean travels through the game he created and becomes the villain boss. 
 I modeled the boss's prosthetic body, and I know your weaknesses better than you do. 
 I also modeled the map, and I hid the easter eggs and treasures in it. 
 This girl’s restricted mod was still modeled by me... 
 So, do you want to reach the center of the world above the wasteland? 
 No, I want to solve all the bosses, darken all the positive characters, and make the world more chaotic. 
 "I'm not extreme at all, and I never play with human nature - I'm just a little villain, not a devil who confuses people's hearts." 
 I create, so I understand that this world does not deserve a savior, and it is up to me to overthrow the world I created. 
 Keywords: [Cyber Wasteland], [Science Fiction Superpower], [Villain], [Sinister], [Beat You]
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 (Trivial daily, Life system)
 
 There are old and young, and there is a petty bag in the middle.
 
 Liu Pingan, who had no talent, was trapped in the mountain village, and his life was tight.
 
 Fortunately, the village sign-in system produced by Zhangjiang Group is here, and the leisurely good days will follow.
 
 “You withdrew 200 yuan from the local Rural Commercial Bank, completed the sign-in task of the credit union, and received 20,000 yuan in cash.”
 
 “You built a new sheepfold in your own small yard, completed the sheepfold check-in task, and got three goats of good breed.”
 
 “You picked four baskets of mulberries from your own mulberry tree, completed the mulberry sign-in task, and received a pound of super mulberries.”
 
 “You picked the sand for a long time in Hetang, a neighboring village, completed the sign-in task for Hetang, and obtained Afen’s incomplete consciousness.”
 
 “You spent a day of pesticides in the neighbor’s mango field, completed the mango field sign-in task, and obtained a high-quality mango garden.”
 
 …
 
 Wait, something strange seems to have gotten in?
 
 Uh, it seems that the things that come out of this broken system are quite evil…
 
 Oh no, they are all black technology!
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 Seven days later, the doomsday comes. Fortunately, you have a simulator... 
 [The doomsday simulation has begun] 
 [Please choose one of the following three talents: 'Devil's Contract (Gold)', 'Resurrection of the Dead (Gold)', 'Mirror World'...] 
 [...] 
 [On the first day, the sun no longer rises, and the doomsday arrives as expected...] 
 [On the second day, the temperature drops sharply, and citizens scramble for supplies...] 
 [On the third day, safe houses are harmful to health, so staying there less is the best way... You are crazy, leave your safe house, and look for mystery] 
 [...] 
 [On the forty-fifth day, there is no difference between reality and dreams, you encounter a strong enemy... You die] 
 [This simulation has ended] 
 [Please choose one of the following three rewards: 'Devil's Contract'...] 
 If you use the simulator properly, you can get a powerful doomsday reward every day before the doomsday. 
 So, when the countdown to the doomsday ends, you are already ridiculously strong... 
 ... 
 (Shuangwen + Cthulhu elements)
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 The ill-fated high school student Liu Yuan obtained the inheritance of the top civilization in the universe and changed his own destiny.
 He also used many powerful technologies in the inheritance to lead the Chinese nation to rise in the universe.
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 The global doomsday game is coming! 
 Players can obtain a skill every 5 levels, and can choose a cornerstone talent every 10 levels. Zhao Yuan starts with the only talent: 
 "Eternal Blessing": All skills will be constant at SSS level 
 "Billions of times proficiency": Killing a target can increase proficiency by unlimited times, and the skill level cap is removed 
 Zhao Yuan starts with the anti-armor skill and obtains SSS-level anti-armor 
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 After dying from a strange terminal illness, Ling Lan was reborn into a world 10,000 years into the future. Although she dearly wished she could just live a peaceful and uneventful life in her new healthy body, fate had other plans…
 Forced to disguise herself as a boy just so she could inherit her deceased father’s premium military benefits, Ling Lan’s journey to adulthood was full of challenges. After much difficulty, she finally turned sixteen when she could drop the charade. But before she could grasp her newfound freedom to get married and start her own family, a twist of fate results in her being thrown into the Federation’s top military boys’ school.
 With these twists of fate, Ling Lan had little choice but to walk further and further down a path of no return, one of cold and aloof dominance…
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