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 Occasionally, people will feel that this world is a little strange, as if they are separated from the surroundings and cannot integrate into it at all.
 But for Shizuo Komemon, this world is only familiar to him occasionally.
 Just like at the end of the long queue in front of me, the vanilla-flavored limited edition Coke appeared in this world for the first time.
 To the people around him, he is strange and new, but to Shizuo Komemon, he is nostalgic and familiar.
 It stands to reason that Komemon Shizuo has lived in this world for twenty-four years from birth to now, so he shouldn't have too much sense of alienation.
 But for a reborn person who has lived three lives, each in a different world, the word sense of belonging seems a bit far away.
 An ordinary college student in China in the first life, Shizuo Heiwajima in the second life of the Headless Horseman, and the second son of the ancient Meimen family in this life.
 As the world changes, things change and people change, and familiar people and things become increasingly precious.
 Well, like the vanilla Coke at the end of the line.
 Shizuo Komemon couldn't help but stretch his neck. He left early today to queue up at Dorobiga Paradise. He just looked at the queue and didn't know when it would be his turn.
 A little bit irritable.
 The constitution of the second life has been carried over to this world, which makes him a little impatient, his boiling point is a little low, and he is a little... flammable and explosive.
 Especially when you have an older brother like Komemon Kensuke.
 With a mean tongue and a sharp tongue, it is impossible to argue. Only violence can make the other party shut up and gain a moment of peace.
 This made Shizuo Komemon's expectation of a peaceful life away from violence a luxury.
 "Damn it Kensuke, I want to beat him again."
 Shizuo Komemon's hands itched when he thought of this lawyer brother. The mean smile when he provoked him really deserved a beating.
 "Calm down, calm down, today's rare good weather, rare peaceful daily life, and vanilla coke, we can't let that guy destroy it." Shizuo Komemon murmured to himself.
 While he was thinking wildly, three sneaky men in black approached the team.
 Shizuo Komemon glanced at them, and suddenly had a bad feeling. His peaceful daily life seemed to be in danger...
 Sure enough, three men in black approached as if no one else was around, then inserted themselves in front of Shizuo Komemon and pushed him half a step back.
 Shizuo Komemon took a deep breath, tried his best to show a kind smile and reminded: "The end of the team is over there."
 The man in black in front of him turned around when he heard the sound and looked him up and down. He had blond hair, sunglasses, and a bartender's uniform. He was quite handsome and taller than himself.
 Gee, that last bit is particularly annoying.
 The short man in black raised his head, stretched out his hand to help Shizuo Komemon straighten his torn collar, and said in a warning tone as if he had been through it:
 "Boy, you don't have to be intimidating just by dyeing yourself golden hair. When you go out to hang out, insight is very important. In Tokyo, there are many people you can't afford to offend. Do you understand?"
 Listening to the other party's rap-like preaching, Shizuo Komemon's forehead was throbbing with veins. He tried his best to suppress his impatience, looked up at the flaming clouds at the end of the sky, and muttered silently:
 "Be calm and stay away from violence. Be calm and stay away from violence... Think more of Vanilla Coke..."
 The three men in black seemed to have something important to do, and they didn't add anything to the matter. They just looked around in the team from time to time, as if they were wary of something.
 On the roller coaster in the distance, Gin was observing from a high position with a telescope. His eyes swept over the place and found nothing unusual, so he took out his phone to notify Chianti and Cohen.
 【You retreat first.】
 Time gradually passed, the sky gradually darkened, and Shizuo Komemon finally arrived at the finish line. The moment he stood in front of the stall, it seemed that all the waiting was worth it.
 "Sorry, this customer, the limited edition Vanilla Coke has been sold out, and the three customers just now have their last portions." The salesperson said with an apologetic smile.
 "..."
 Shizuo Komemon's expression froze and his fists became hardened.
 "Mom, what should I do? No more, wuwuwu..." the little girl behind her started crying.
 "Don't cry. You'll cause trouble for others. There's nothing you can do about it. How about we go buy ice cream?"
 "But...but...I promised my brother to buy it for him..."
 Shizuo Komemon opened his eyes, turned to look at the three men in black, and said in a cold tone: "You three... hand over your things to me."
 The three men in black who were on guard were suddenly startled and looked at each other. Then they thought of something and their expressions became dangerous.
 One of them immediately took out his walkie-talkie and said, "Boss, there is something discovered here!"
 The other two took out their pistols and pointed them at Shizuo Komemon, "Boy, come with us."
 Shizuo Komemon felt that something was not right, but looking at the black muzzle of the gun, the anger he had been suppressing suddenly exploded, and he had no time to think about it.
 He grinned a murderous smile, "Since you have already drawn your gun, then... no matter what the consequences are, you can accept it, right?"
 As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared from the spot, appeared in front of the man in black in the blink of an eye, and squeezed the hand holding the gun.
 There was a very sharp and crisp sound, like celery breaking, and the man in black's hand and the pistol also deformed.
 "Ah——" The screams immediately echoed in the square.
 "Let him go! Or I'll shoot!" Another man in black with a gun reacted immediately and pressed the muzzle of his gun against Shizuo Komemon's temple.
 "remarkably brave."
 Shizuo Komemon's expression remained unchanged, he complimented with a sneer, waved his left hand suddenly, and slapped the opponent's ear hard. The latter only felt his brain buzzing, then lost consciousness, and fell to the ground without saying a word.
 .
 Before the third man in black could react, Shizuo Komemon directly used the man in his hand as a weapon, swung it round and hit the other man.
 In just a few seconds, the battle was over.
 He straightened his clothes, patted the non-existent dust, picked up the three cans of Coke that had been dropped by the monsters, walked to the little girl, and handed two cans over.
 The little girl opened her big curious eyes, said thank you, and was immediately taken away by her frightened mother.
 Shizuo Komemon didn't care, and just opened the Coke and took a sip under the panicked gazes of the onlookers.
 "Hmm...that's what it smells like, right?" Shizuo Komemon said to himself in a daze.
 What happened in the first life really happened so long ago that my memory is a little blurry.
 When will this kind of life end? Will there be another life?
 Shizuo Komemon was a little confused and stood there blankly, lost in thought.
 While he was distracted, all the melon-eating crowds had fled, and instead a group of men in black surrounded him, interrupting his philosophical thinking.
 A guy who looked like a boss walked up to Shizuo Komemon, snatched the Coke from his hand, threw it aside, and said in a bad tone:
 "Are you here to trade? Haha, that's great. You can discover our ambush all at once, and you still have the guts to stand here and not leave..."
 Komemon Shizuo turned a deaf ear and just frowned as the coke trickled from the can to the ground.
 It’s so hard to drink Coke…
 It’s so hard to live a peaceful daily life...
 Why do guys like this always come to your door?
 Do I have a constitution that could attract trouble?
 Thinking of this, Shizuo Komemon put his hand on the leader's head and said in an erratic voice: "You scum, do you really want to die just once?"
 "?"
 Before the leader could react, he suddenly felt as light as a swallow, as if flying in the air, but a little cold...
 "Brother!"
 All the boys were stunned, watching helplessly as the leader of their group flew up, his clothes bursting off.
 Without even thinking, Shizuo Komemon jumped up from the ground, rushed into the crowd in two or two steps, punched and kicked anyone he saw.
 No one can withstand the terrifying innate strength.
 Because they were surrounded by their own people, it was difficult for the men in black to shoot, and they were prone to accidental injuries. They originally relied on the strength of their numbers, but ended up being beaten up and running away.
 The beating got louder and harder. Shizuo Komemon went berserk. He shouted loudly, pulled out the street lamp on the side from the ground, and swung the five- to six-meter lamppost across the area.
 As more and more accomplices came from all over to support him, more than a hundred men in black gathered in the square and surrounded Shizuo Komemon. The scene was spectacular.
 But gradually, the scene became more and more terrifying. In this unequal gang fight, nearly half of the men in black fell down, but the figure waving the street lamp still did not stop, as if he was not tired at all.
 There is even a feeling that the more you fight, the more excited you become...
 "Boy, boy, do you know who we are? We are...ah..."
 A big boss was frightened by the violent scene in front of him, and he wanted to use his own power to threaten him. However, before he could say anything, he was hit by a light and flew more than ten meters away.
 Panic is contagious.
 Losing their calm judgment, the people in black had forgotten the firearms on their bodies. When they saw Shizuo Komemon chasing after them while waving a street lamp, they turned around and ran away.
 The person number 30 or 40 who was lucky enough to be standing now was chased by Shizuo Komemon and ran in the direction of the roller coaster...
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 [Arrest Gin at the beginning, elder brother, lawyer Gu Meimen, and the last stop of the Headless Horseman] In the court, watching the prisoner he had worked so hard to catch was acquitted, and the lawyer Gu Meimen smiled triumphantly. Conan was angryShaking all over, cold sweat all over the body on a hot day, cold hands and feet, what is going on in this society?
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 There exists eight hardships of human life- living, aging, being sick, dying, resenting, parting with loved ones, being unable to let go, and being unable obtain something.
 In each life, each person will experience their own hardship. Once they obtain happiness, they are furthermore unable to let go. Whether it would be heartfelt love or resenting someone down to the bone, would it matter? As long as that person’s bone has my name, it would be good.
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 The sky was washed like blue, the sun shone through the mountains and forests, and the whole world appeared quiet and peaceful, with a unique tranquility.
 Seeing that he was wearing a sexy tiger skin short skirt with a stick in his hand, with more than ten people yelling to chase the leader of the woolly rhinoceros, Han Cheng couldn’t help putting his slightly curled right hand to his slightly open mouth, once again He sighed: “My God!”
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 The youngest, silly fourteenth son of the Yan Emperor had reached the age where he should be given a separated territory now. He rejected the wealthy land, neighbouring the capital city, and instead chose the wildest land in the western region— Liangcheng. Everyone shook their heads and sighed. A fool is indeed a fool. If you go to Liangcheng, you will be killed by barbarians in less than three to five years. 
 One year later, the watermelon presented to the Emperor as the tribute from Liangcheng in the west was sweet and crispy. There was no one in the palace who did not love it. 
 Two years later, Liangcheng presented corn as a tribute to the Emperor. The yield was high, and the taste was good. No one in the country could resist liking it. 
 Three years later, Liangcheng defeated the barbarians and presented their prisoners in front of the imperial court. The people of Yan were excited and their morale was greatly boosted. 
 Four years later… Everyone said that the fourteenth prince Mingyu was a fool, while the little fatty Yu, who transmigrated with the golden finger, chuckled. Let’s see how you guys look at this fool build his own territory, then. 
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 Among the royal capitals, the king on the Iron Throne held his scepter to declare his majesty. 
 In the castle, the majestic lords maintained their rule with swords in their hands and knights and armies loyal to them. 
 The emperor, known as the conqueror of the pagan, the sword of the Holy Father, and the golden lion of war, suddenly died suddenly. Powerful vassals coveted the throne. The neighboring countries all around looked eagerly. The church wanted to establish a heaven on earth in the duny world, and there were many nomads in the east. I also want to take a bite on the giant empire, and the continent that has been calm for twenty years has become turbulent again. 
 Iron and blood, fire and sword, war horse and armor, beauties and heroes, wine and blood, talents emerge in a turbulent era of war, and heroes rise together in an era of turbulent times. This is a paradise for careerists and a hell for common people! 
 The 1.76 million-character work “The Broken Gun under the Horseshoe” is definitely not supervised, and the character is guaranteed! Group number: 652355450
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 Teotihuacan, a sacred place of worship. In the vast world, feel the quaint and desolate ancient city, and the eagle cries and the leopard roars are chasing away. 
 Go back to Central America 700 years ago, when the Aztecs were very prosperous. 
 The priests stood at the top of the pyramid of the sun. One hundred thousand warriors covered the entire wilderness. fluttering. The high priest held his hands high, and the obsidian dagger gleamed in the sun, drawing a cruel and gorgeous arc, bringing the cycle of life back to the earth. Tens of thousands of cheers sounded, with the reverence of the ignorant era. 
 This was a gift dedicated to the sun god, in return for the sacrifice of the gods in creating the world. 
 Solemn sacrifices from sunrise to sunset, all-night revelry ignited the whole night, and so on for a hundred years, until white-skinned terrors came from the east coast, bringing blood, thunder, monsters, and disease. 
 Doomsday, as legend has it, or the end of the Fifth Era? 
 How can a traveler, in this fierce era, inherit the legacy of two thousand years of ancient Mesoamerican civilization, resist the invasion of Western colonizers with an immortal soul, and lead the ancient Aztec civilization to a new path ~~
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 A stupid father with good luck, a kick-ass and protective mother, and a dandy younger brother all want a principal husband. 
 Her engagement has been broken off three times yet she does not panic. 
 Beautiful and magnificent clothes, golden beams in their house. 
 She has money, she has power, why would she need a husband? 
 This is a story about a garish woman who has had her engagement broken off three times and a hypocrite of a man. This novel is lighthearted, over the top and sweet and satisfying. Dear guests, please enter if you’re interested.
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 The boy from later generations traveled to the first year of Zhenguan and became Li Shimin's eldest son living among the people. Carrying the genetic system of a super civilization, let’s see how the orphan of the royal family relies on the genetic system to fly to the Tang Dynasty! "Congratulations to the master for extracting the ant gene and gaining supreme power!" "Congratulations to the master for extracting the lizard gene and gaining super recovery!" "Congratulations to the master for extracting...
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 In the general’s house, the eldest daughter is born again.
 In the last life, she mistakenly regarded the fish as a pearl and misunderstood the wolf.
 In this world, she wants to expose the stepmother’s Buddha-snake heart and tear the sister’s hypocritical face.
 This life, let me see how she protects her parents, keeps younger brothers, fights stepmothers and step on stepsisters.
 Who will harm/betray her, she will return back a hundred times more, conspiracy against conspiracy to eliminate all! I want to stay away from the royal family, never want to become the imperial concubine, yet unexpectedly I can’t escape from his love net!
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 The Third Dimension is collapsing. The Fourth Dimension is descending.
 First it seemed that only technology would evolve, but who knew the world itself could too? It wasn’t as simple as climate change or tectonic movement. No, the fundamental laws of physics that governed everything were changing.
 Leonel was fairly lucky. His family was decently well off, his father loved him enough to brew vomit inducing nutrient rich smoothies every morning, and this was both the day of the National Championship and his 521st confession to his dream girl, Aina. As his father always said, nothing was more important than respect and persistence.
 Unfortunately, everything changed that night. At the after party of ages, the world reached a saturation point and an apocalypse descended.
 Abilities awakened. Sub-Dimensional Zones opened. Invalids rampaged through the Earth like a virus...
 Those who could evolve would have a slim chance for survival. Those who couldn’t would die.
 This novel will be a unique spin on the dungeon/system genre. Dungeons won't be dungeons and the system won't be a system... Take a look to find out what I maen :)
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 The wind of history has opened another splendid chapter in France. That year, our great French Emperor was born! 
 Napoleon III illuminated France’s path to prosperity. When one thinks back to those years, it was the first time that France could say no to the British, shouting, C’est la France! 
 Second Empire Augustus Jerome Bonaparte: I will make France great again! 
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 Ruan Yang Chuan became the favorite concubine in a palace 
 First day in the book 
 The male protagonist raised his sword and looked at Ruan Yang who was shrinking in the corner, feeling sickly excited: 
 “Since you don’t love me, then go to death.”
 Ruan Yang: ……Where is the good favorite concubine? ! 
 The next second, she was wiped her neck by the male lead
 The timeline in the book is out of order, and Ruan Yang went back to when he first entered the palace 
 In order to survive, Ruan Yang lights up his love skills 
 “The concubine loves you, and it’s hard to restrain your feelings. Marrying your concubine will have no regrets in this life…” 
 Later the hero blocked her in the grove 
 His eyes were blurred, his cheeks were red, and his voice was hoarse: “If you don’t want others, you need you.”
 Ruan Yang: You are mentally retarded! You have to love the hostess! 
 [The paranoid gloomy male protagonist x perfect love talk, addicted to the surviving female protagonist]
 -It is recommended to throw away the three concepts and logic when reading the article, it is more exciting~~~ hee hee
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 The chief female forensic investigator, Ran Yan was secretly killed by her assistant. Unexpectedly, she was reborn in the years of the Tang dynasty. After experiencing a narrow escape, she fled from Jiangnan to Chang’an. Although, Chang’an was at the beginning of its flourishing period under the Li family’s Tang dynasty, various princes were vying for the throne by using all kinds of strategies. This was the dark days of the imperial court, where one needed to walk on a tightrope as one’s life was as powerless as an ant. The Xiao family controlled a large amount of wealth so inevitably they also became involved in the conflicts.
 After arriving in Chang’an, she discovered many suspicious incidents: the original owner had unexplainable amnesia but his family was indifferent. She once again saw the orchid shaped clay inkstone, a valuable object that her mother has given her in modern times. Hence, could it be that she can time travel back? In order to survive in the Tang dynasty, she displayed her strong spirit and willpower by learning medicine from a doctor, pretended that she benefited from being sick on how to cure diseases, suffered hardship in earning money, manufactured penicillin, cured syphilis, and used her autopsy skill and experience to solve each and every murder mysteries.
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