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 Xiao Chao stood next to the refrigerator, looked up at the electrical appliances that were several times higher than him, and looked down at Ji Cha, who was squatting at his feet and rummaged.
 Xiaochao's parents are working outside, usually taken by his grandparents. After witnessing the corpse of his grandparents, his whole body became taciturn. Because Zhang Qinqin has been taking care of him, Xiaochao is now relying on him wholeheartedly.
 As for the other people in the factory, Xiaochao is obviously more accepting of women with kind attitudes, and they are still very reticent about Ji Cha. Ji Cha himself likes children very much, especially Xiao Chao, who is only three years old but unexpectedly sensible.
 There is no hoarding of things like popsicles in Season Tea. After all, I was busy purchasing other necessities at that time, and there was no leisure time to figure this out. It took him a long time to find a two-sectioned gourd-shaped popsicle from the frozen layer.
 Anyhow, I found it, and Ji Cha breathed a sigh of relief.
 He closed the refrigerator, lowered his head and broke the popsicle in half. With a crisp sound, Xiao Chao's sight followed.
 "Want to eat?" Ji Cha smiled at him, and handed half of it to Xiaochao.
 Xiao Chao looked at him, his white tender face and slightly pursed lips moved along with his nodding, revealing a small dimple.
 Zhang Qinqin would not let him eat such iced things. Xiao Chao still remembered that in the kindergarten, only when the weather was particularly hot, the teachers would give out refrigerated mung bean soup, not even the grandparents at home.
 He was happy in his heart, and even before leaving, he whispered to Ji Cha, "Thank you, brother."
 Xiao Chao ran off after speaking, afraid that Zhang Qinqin would see it.
 Ji Cha gave Xiaochao such a cute child, and even forgot a lot of worries. He took the remaining half of the popsicle and walked out. He was about to go upstairs to check the situation on the second floor. However, when he was about to take a bath and sleep, he heard a cry of exclamation from the living room.
 He subconsciously aroused his spirit, pressed his hand against the wall and fiddled with it, and rushed over like an oar, "What's the matter?"
 The elders and Zhang Qinqin sitting in the living room downstairs watching TV. Zhang Xing and Wang Qin went upstairs to tinker with the computer after having dinner.
 "The TV is gone." Zhang Qinqin turned her head, her expression a little dignified, "At the beginning of the afternoon, several major TV stations lost their signals, and now even the CCTV is gone."
 Season Tea took advantage of the opportunity to watch it, and there was a flickering snowflake on the TV screen.
 He then walked around the sofa, bent over and took out a USB flash drive from the drawer under the TV, and threw it to Zhang Qinqin, "Maybe there is a signal failure. You can put down the TV series here first, and I will go upstairs. one time."
 After Ji Cha finished speaking, he instigated the popsicle in his mouth, turned back three steps and flew to the second floor in two steps.
 There was only a faint light from Zhang Xing’s room on the second floor. Ji Cha walked over and knocked on the door. Before a second sound, there was a reply, "Come in."
 He turned the doorknob, opened half of the door and leaned in his upper body, "Do you still have internet access?"
 Zhang Xing shook his head solemnly. Wang Xueqin was holding his mobile phone, and there was a vague broadcasting sound from inside, "The phone signal is gone, now only satellite broadcasting is available."
 "Isn't what he said is the original one, let us not run outside at home, but also these days have passed, there is no sign of rescue or improvement of the situation!"
 Zhang Xing cursed, frustrated and scratched his scalp with both hands madly.
 At this moment, Wang Qinxue's mobile phone that was receiving broadcast signals suddenly only left a large noise.
 Ji Cha held the doorknob tightly in his palm, and the last trace of modern social communication seemed to have disappeared from their lives at this moment.
 Xiao Chao stood in the dark courtyard. During the day, he was bored alone and had circled the entire factory area several times before and after, and he didn't even forget to go to the pigsty.
 The chickens, ducks and piglets who occasionally called twice during the day became quiet as it got dark. Xiao Chao tilted his head and listened carefully to the occasional sound of insects, and then it was all silent again. There is never a cognition of ghosts in the mind, and of course there is no fear of the dark.
 He has been holding the outer packaging of the popsicle with one hand, and now feels a bit cold, so he sucked in his mouth and was about to change his hand when he suddenly heard very light footsteps.
 This lightness is not deliberately lighter footsteps, but the sound of footsteps heard from a distance. Xiao Chao was a little strange. He slowly walked around the gate, half-kneeled, and looked out through a gap about one centimeter wide.
 It was pitch black outside, Xiao Chao opened his eyes laboriously, and tried to look out, vaguely seeing the soft grass outside.
 He licked some melted popsicles, his ears half pressed to the ground. The turf at night was a bit cold, Xiao Chao couldn't help rubbing his ears. The dull footsteps outside were getting closer.
 He finished sucking the last bite in the popsicle and was squeezed in his mouth by him.
 Xiao Chao became more and more curious about the sound of approaching outside, frowning slightly.
 What is it outside?
 "Xiao Chao, what are you doing here?" A hand suddenly hugged Xiao Chao, blocking his sight from prying through the door.
 Xiao Chao turned his head and covered Zhang Qinqin's mouth, cautiously stretched out a finger towards the outside, and swayed gently.
 Zhang Qinqin held her breath unconsciously. The turf outside was traversed and trampled. The hoarse and dull mechanical sighs from the people's throats spread densely into the ears of the two.
 Zhang Qinqin put Xiao Chao on the ground, and fell down again with him, the right eye of the two men barely seen through the crack in the door. Across the two doors, in a short distance, countless pairs of shoe uppers dangled in front of them, wandering back and forth aimlessly.
 Xiao Chao's mouth loosened, and the empty popsicle bag silently landed on the grass.
 Zhang Qinqin reacted quickly, she picked Xiao Chao up and ran into the house quickly.
 The elders in the room are still watching TV, and the TV doesn't sound, at least they can't hear anything from outside the house. Zhang Qinqin put Xiaochao in the room and touched his face, "Don't be afraid, Xiaochao, I will lock the door, you are here, don't cry, don't make trouble, please?"
 Xiao Chao nodded, "I don't cry."
 The two large and heavy doors outside were already locked early. Zhang Qinqin just turned back to the door of the factory building on the first floor, locked it carefully, and checked the curtains on the entire first floor. This was a relief. Turned around and ran upstairs.
 Liang Jincheng was sweating like rain on some simple fitness equipment placed in Jicha on the top floor. He has been exercising for almost two hours. Apart from sweat, he can't feel a trace of fatigue.
 Today's unexpected hug with Ji Cha made Liang Jincheng's blood boil as soon as he thought about it. He was afraid that if he watched Ji Cha more or spent more time with him, he would lose all his self-control and do unexpected things. So not long after dinner, he avoided everyone and went to the top floor.
 He half-closed his eyes, and with his undulating figure he could still see a little bit of starlight that was not very bright.
 Ji Cha's clothes are generally loose T-shirts. When he occasionally bends down or runs, he unconsciously reveals a small piece of flexible waist. Liang Jincheng noticed that his complexion was darker than the previous few days, and he looked very soft.
 Liang Jincheng sighed deeply, trying his best to restrain himself from imagining the undulating picture of his waist.
 Oh, he's going to explode just thinking about it.
 The imaginary thoughts blocked Liang Jincheng's attention and alertness, so that after a while after he heard the sound of the door being locked downstairs, Liang Jincheng noticed a lot of chaotic noise outside.
 He stood up, waved away the sweat from his eyes, and looked condescendingly. Around the factory building and the long road before and after, there are almost thousands of zombies sporadic but stretched over.
 There was a rush of footsteps on the stairs, and Ji Cha and Zhang Qinqin ran up one after another.
 When he saw Liang Jincheng, Ji Cha immediately said, "Senior, there seem to be zombies outside."
 He ran in a hurry, panting a little, Liang Jincheng stroked his back, "It is true, but the problem should not be big. They are driven by the sound, and they are just passing by now."
 Zhang Qinqin had already taken the binoculars and looked down. The darkness blocked the range of sight, but she could easily see the dense and lifeless living dead, who were moving forward at a very slow pace. The plant is an inflection point that they must pass halfway.
 "My God..." She couldn't help sighing softly, "I have to go downstairs and tell them, they want to keep quiet together!"
 After such a large-scale group of zombies passes through, once a problem occurs, it does not mean that casualties are not casualties, and the fighting strength is like Liang Jincheng, and it may not be possible to leave unharmed.
 In other words, if the group of zombies discovers their existence at this time, it is almost tantamount to seeking a dead end.
 Zhang Qinqin put down the binoculars, turned and ran downstairs quickly.
 Ji Cha took the binoculars and looked around, his face also ugly. The pressure to survive the last days has brought him back at this moment.
 "Don't be afraid." Liang Jincheng's hand held his hand with the telescope, "Everything will pass smoothly."
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 Fortunately to return to the end of the world, Ji Cha, who was hungry, had only one thought burning in his mind: farming! Farming! Farming! 
 Plant a handful of greens first, then plant a handful of peanuts, and a handful of peppers, and wait until autumn, we can harvest… Huh? A boyfriend?
 Life skills are full of harmony attacked by V King’s Qi and Hegemony 
 No space, realistic farming
 Content tags: farming text rebirth last days sweet text 
 Search keyword: Protagonist: Ji Cha Supporting role: Others:
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 In the year 3021 of the Western calendar, the last world war broke out and the earth was destroyed. 
 A group of survivors left their homes to settle on new planets. New races, new classes are born. Cities began to be built, countries rose one after another, conflicts between different races intensified, and social order was re-established… 
 The transformation from a survivor to an aggressor was but a moment. 
 This is a world where the strong are respected and the fittest survive. 
 Shang Ping was reborn from the earth in the 21st century to this planet. The moment he woke up, his fate had already begun to change.
 Content Labels: Strong Soul Conversion Court Marquis Heaven’s Chosen 
 Search keywords: Protagonist: Shang Ping ┃ Supporting roles: Solan Edrich, Liu Xi, Austin ┃ Others: future time and space, battleship, interstellar war, rebirth, distant starry sky
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 The earth cultivator genius turned into an alliance junk boy and was expelled from the family. 
 The Louzi Creek who was kicked out of the family picked up a scarred child 
 Lou Zixi said to raise two people, Alexander 
 Lou Zixi found that he seemed to have picked up an incredible character 
 A child becomes a man in one year 
 And why does a man look like Mo Luoxuan, one of the four generals? 
 Louzixi QAQ
 Keywords of Rebirth Interstellar Counterattack: Rebirth Interstellar Counterattack, Lingyue, Rebirth, Tanmei
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 Lin ShuYi was sentenced to death by the traitorous Emperor for a treasonous crime he didn’t commit. Before drinking the poisonous wine on the execution ground, he stared up at the snow falling from the sky and said to himself, “This is for the best, I will be a cook in my next life! I miss roast chicken…”
 Then he woke up inside a body of a teenager in an era completely different from his past life. After that, he meets a nice old man who owns a small restaurant. Completely lost in this new modern world, he found that the only thing that would never change, no matter where one lived, was cooking.
 Thus he picked up the promise he made to himself, to be a chef in this life.
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 The human body is a representation of the world, controlled by internal desires. Desire is driven by will. The will communicates desires through the body and governs our world. 
 When your world becomes dazzling and shining like never before because of the arrival of a person, you should be alert. That is the collapse of will. 
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 Shang Muxiao x Bei Jie 
 Indifferent college student gong x cold and rational associate professor in a wheelchair shou
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 What is the experience like after transmigrating into the novel’s foreordained miserable cannon fodder?
 Su Zui, who had only ever treated other people as cannon fodder, expresses——
 Your father is still your father.
 Winning just by laying down, system silently gave his family’s host a call: Papa 666.
 Boss: Be good. A single parent family isn’t good for the child. Call me papa number two.
 System: ???
 Even though the roles assigned are all definitely touching and inevitably miserable cannon fodder, this does not hinder Su Zui’s path on oppressing main leads to the point they question their life.
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 The 7-year-old little crybaby met 11-year-old big brother who ran away from home. 
 [This man became the protector of redemption in his life]
 The 16-year-old little dragon fell in love with a 20-year-old big brother. 
 [It’s a pity that the big brother didn’t recognize him as the little crybaby]
 The 23-year-old single father and 27-year-old chief executive meets again. 
 [This time the little crybaby and his big brother are finally together]
 Fortunately we met through hundreds of millions of people, Thank God, for letting us break through many obstacles and get back together again, falling in love with you and being with you again is the greatest fortune in my life.
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 Tsunderes are refreshing at times but having to chase a wife is hell. Oppress the tsunderes!
 In ancient times, oppressive scums were boring old stories. It was pure crap, only for entertainment, having neither escalated or was serious plot. Everyone just enjoyed reading it.
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 Xiao Yuan bears a heavy responsibility. Because of certain restrictions, he has to get along with a group of scum people. When the mission was completed, the restrictions disappeared, and Xiao Yuan screamed in delight: Ah, this is the taste of freedom! The Demon Lord who treated him as a plaything and infected him with a Gu worm, the junior brother who disliked him, the young Pavilion Master who used his blood to save his own Senior Brother – forgive him for not accompanying them.
 Later, Xiao Yuan learned the “face changing technique” and could imitate anyone’s appearance. With this, he starts various businesses: he can become what the clients wanted as long as he got paid enough. The business of Xiao Yuan’s was booming. He earned a lot of money, and big shots from all walks of life came to him admiringly. Then…
 Junior Brother: Oh, I will never let Senior Brother leave me again!
 Pavilion Master: Xiao Yuan, do you want me to take out my heart to show it to you?!
 Demon Lord: What do I need to do for baby to forgive me, how about I let you bully me back?
 Wife chasing crematorium burning all over the world, Xiao Yuan smiles: Don’t ask, asking means you’ve never loved before.
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 Transmigrating into a novel one morning, Wen Jing arrived at the side of the one he worshiped and admired the most, becoming a loyal hound that was willing to go through fire and water for his senior brother.
 Even the most arrogant cultivator said: “There is no one in this world who can enter my eyes, but only Jun YanZhi is truly noble.”
 Wen Jing grew up alongside his senior brother, idolizing his senior brother beyond all means.
 Unfortunately, he was ignorant, and as for this novel, he had only read half of it.
 Midway through the storyline, he finally realized that things didn’t seem to be the way he thought they were.
 Wen Jing: “Last night, Senior brother infiltrated Master’s abode. Master, please take heed.”
 His master: “Nonsense! Your master was inside the abode all night last night, and did not see anyone else.”
 Wen Jing: “Last night, Senior brother left on his own without permission to meet someone. Martial Uncle, please thoroughly investigate.”
 His martial uncle: “Nonsense! Last night your senior brother and I were drinking and chatting merrily, all the way until morning.”
 Wen Jing: “Last night, Senior brother was improper towards me……”
 His senior sister: “Nonsense! How can your senior brother possibly do that kind of thing? Don’t tell me you’ve long held those kind of intentions towards him, and unable to obtain what you wanted, you’re now framing him?”
 Many years later.
 Wen Jing: “There’s this evil brute, specializing in using his top-notch, exquisite looks and elegant disposition to fool people, and everyone is in the midst of danger while not even aware of it themselves.”
 Jun YanZhi: “If it wasn’t for you, that evil brute would most likely still be struggling in pain and suffering.”
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 30 year old Lu Ziwen was born in poverty and after struggling for a lifetime, he is finally able to perform in the Golden Hall symbolizing the highest honor. However, an hour before taking the stage, he was killed by his lover.
 With eyes opened once more, he was unexpectedly born again in the body of the fallen star Qi Mu!
 Who controls the world with notes?
 Who is the king of the classics?
 Qi Mu: I’ve conquered you; I am the king of classical music!
 Min Chen: … As long as you are happy.
 This is a story of a reborn violinist, vengeance, struggling for the top, and dominating the world of classical music!
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 The scum Medicine God was banished to a savage other world, forced to undergo reformation!
 The soul of Yan Mo, who had thoroughly offended the heavens, passed through to another world, not waking for long before realizing the cruel circumstances he was in.
 He was hit unconscious by another person and carried back as winter food reserves.
 The tribe that he was at was a super-Spartan type of primitive tribe.
 The people here only cared about two things: Fighting strength! Fighting strength!
 The former fighting strength is used on the battlefield, the latter fighting strength……
 Checking illness? Chinese medical doctor? Drinking bitter dregs? What sort of toy is that? Are you conspiring to murder my tribe’s young warriors? Kill!
 Growing wheat? Raising pigs and chicken? We’re warriors, not slaves! Kill!
 Teaching women how to make clothes and cook? Making soap and perfume for them? ****, unexpectedly seducing the tribe’s women! Kill!
 You say you’re god’s messenger? Come to guide us in the direction of a more beautiful life? Very good, give you one day’s period, go and subdue all of our enemies and turn them all into slaves to bring back. Impossible? Kill!
 Yan Mo, “……”
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 When the bird race wanted to flatter the king of the wolf race, he was thrown out directly by his parents. After that, he had been tossed like a toy by others from one place to another, numerous times. Finally, he ended up in front of the black wolf. 
 There was a rumor saying that the black wolf was the most ferocious existence in the wolf palace. And the black wolf’s favorite food was raw chicken! 
 He always excitedly gnawed the chicken, there was a possibility that blood could splatter everywhere! 
 Qiao Xi: I feel like I’m going to die. 
 And when Qiao Xi fell in front of the black wolf— 
 The black wolf had sharp fangs, fierce eyes, and a terrifying aura. The black wolf opened his mouth and approached Qiao Xi… 
 “Auwoo! Auwoo! Auwoo!” 
 Qiao Xi was frightened out of his wits and immediately fell onto the ground. He unmanageably changed into a human form. His body was shivering uncontrollably, thinking to himself that he was going to die. 
 However, just when the black wolf saw Qiao Xi’s human form, he unexpectedly turned silent. 
 After standing still for a while, he suddenly lifted his paw and touched Qiao Xi’s pretty little face, he stated calmly: “From today onward, you’re my little brother.” 
 Qiao Xi, whose eyes were filled with tears: “…?” 
 … 
 Later, the black wolf ascended the throne in the wolf race. 
 Someone saw the black wolf carrying a chicken in his arm, and couldn’t help but say with a smile, His Majesty, the Wolf King surprisingly carried a ration with him, which was really interesting. 
 Suddenly, the Wolf King’s face darkened. He said calmly without any smile on his face: “This is my wife.” 
 He also ate this small one every day, but not as a ration, because this was his little treasure.
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