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 Zhang Zhao felt his body was cold in a daze.
 I seem to be sleeping on a cold wooden board, and there is a cool breeze blowing everywhere.
 There are occasional footsteps in the surrounding area, but no one speaks, but the sound of coughing and waking nose often sounds.
 He remembered that he had just bought a large bag of things in the supermarket, and as soon as he walked to the parking lot with the shopping bag, he was hit on the head by something and then lost consciousness.
 While recalling and thinking, there was a sharp pain in my head, and countless information rushed into my mind, as if my head was going to burst.
 Then he lost consciousness again.
 After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Zhao woke up again.
 This time, another whole memory named Zhang He appeared in his mind.
 For a moment, he was a little confused whether he was Zhang He or Zhang Zhao.
 Did Zhang He have a long dream, or did Zhang Zhao travel through time and become Zhang He?
 Before he could think about such a complicated question, he heard someone talking outside.
 "I'm talking about old man Zhang. It's the end of the year now. When will you delay paying back the money you owe?" A voice like a broken gong sounded.
 "Cough cough cough!"
 After a severe cough, an old voice said: "Four housekeepers, please be tolerant, the only son in the family has a serious illness, and there is really no money in this society."
 "I forgive you, who will forgive me? If you can't afford the money, there will always be food at home."
 "Four housekeepers, Wan Shanren, please do me a favor, the only thing left at home is our father and son's barely enough food for the winter!"
 Then there was a sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets, and the begging of an old voice.
 At this time, Zhang Zhao already knew that this old voice was the father in Zhang He's memory.
 In fact, Zhang He's father is not very old, he is only thirty-nine years old this year.
 It's just that in this world, poor people age earlier, and living to their fifties or sixties is considered a long life.
 As for Zhang He's mother, she died of illness ten years ago, leaving only his father and son.
 At this moment, Zhang Zhao really wanted to stand up, but he couldn't exert any strength after being ill for a long time.
 Under the agitation of his mind, he passed out again.
 When he woke up again, the old father was sitting on the head of the bed, holding a broken bowl with a missing edge in his hand.
 He was pouring rice porridge into his mouth with a spoon, when he saw Zhang Zhao wake up, the wrinkles on the old man's face bloomed like a blooming chrysanthemum.
 "Thank goodness! You finally woke up.
 I knew you would be fine. The fortune teller said that you are destined to be a rich and powerful man, and you will have a chance to become a landlord in the future. "
 Old man Zhang was too emotional at the moment, his hands were trembling uncontrollably, so that a spoonful of rice porridge spilled onto Zhang Zhao's chest.
 Old man Zhang quickly scraped up the rice soup that fell on Zhang Zhao's chest with his index finger, then put his finger into his mouth and licked it.
 The few drops of soup that spilled on Zhang Zhao's chest were soon shaved cleaner than a dog's lick.
 "Father, I'm full, you can eat the rest."
 According to Zhang He's memory, the poor people usually use some grass seeds and wild vegetables to boil them into wild vegetable paste for their daily meals.
 Those with better living conditions can use some miscellaneous grains, grass seeds, and wild vegetables to make dry biscuits, which are delicious and filling.
 White porridge like this kind of white rice can only be eaten as a symbolic meal when celebrating the harvest.
 "Silly boy, eat quickly. I've already drank two bowls just now. How can you recover if you don't eat? Do you want me to send a white-haired person to a black-haired person?"
 In the end Zhang Zhao was still stubborn and finished the bowl of rice porridge.
 In the next few days, Zhang Zhao woke up and drank two bowls of white rice porridge every day.
 Gradually, Zhang Zhao's body gradually gained some strength, and occasionally he could get out of bed and take two steps.
 However, there is nothing to go in the snow and ice outside. This ghostly weather can freeze people to death.
 Besides, there is only one piece of thicker clothes at home, and it is usually worn by anyone who goes out.
 Although there are air leaks everywhere in the room, there are still two old quilts stuffed with straw, which are much warmer than outside.
 Since he was able to get out of bed, his food level dropped several levels.
 The daily porridge was replaced with a thin paste made from corn, grass seeds, and wild vegetables.
 As for old man Zhang's food, it was even worse. Zhang Zhao saw that he only ate a large bowl of wild vegetables every day, which was mixed with some black paste.
 Zhang Zhao knew that this kind of black paste was made from acorn kernels, which were first rinsed with water to remove the bitterness, then ground into a pulp and boiled into a paste.
 In fact, since the last time the four housekeepers came to collect debts and scraped away all the winter food to pay off the debts, his family has been out of food.
 However, whenever the mountains and rivers are at the end of the day, old man Zhang will go out in winter clothes, sometimes he can come back in an hour or two, sometimes it takes a whole day.
 Every time old man Zhang came back, he had some food in his hand, sometimes it was a bowl, sometimes it was a liter, and sometimes it was only a handful.
 Zhang Zhao also wanted to help old man Zhang share some pressure, and many wonderful ideas flashed through his mind.
 Make soap, burn glass, make gunpowder, make cannons, make airplanes, and even atomic bombs.
 However, these can only remain in the air. The development of modern science and technology is supported by a whole set of industrial systems, and individual strength alone will not work.
 And all this is too far away for a person who eats wild vegetables to satisfy his hunger.
 Now he can only strengthen his training and build up his physique, and then he will help with some physical work.
 However, the cost of exercising is also very high. Exercising requires calorie consumption and eating more.
 Zhang Zhao has been lying in bed all day today.
 Because he suddenly discovered a secret.
 As long as he closes his eyes, a ball of light will appear in his mind.
 When he concentrates all his mind on the light ball, his spiritual consciousness will enter a strange space.
 There is an acre of black land and a clear spring in this space.
 The most amazing thing is that there is a big shopping bag inside, which contains some daily necessities.
 After checking it, Zhang Zhao confirmed that this was the big bag he bought in the supermarket.
 It seems that he really crossed over.
 There were five sweet potatoes in the bag, which had already germinated. Zhang Zhao simply planted these sweet potatoes in the black soil and watered some spring water.
 Two catties of individually packaged spicy strips, two dozen yogurts, a total of 16 cups, two large packages of instant noodles, a total of 12 small packages, a bottle of Erguotou, and a large bag of toilet paper, a total of 10 rolls.
 In addition, he caught up with the salt discount in the supermarket, so he bought more than 10 packs in one go.
 He regrets it very much now. If he knew that he would travel through time, he would not be able to buy guns and ammunition. At least he would have to buy a few hundred catties of rice.
 If possible, it is best to buy a few books of Tang Poetry and Song Ci, and get a cart full of various technical materials of physical and chemical industries.
 Of course, it is too far away to think about these things now, and the most serious problem before us is survival.
 Now there are only some dried wild vegetables left in the family. If things go on like this, the father and son will starve to death in this winter.
 I don't know how old man Zhang got the food in the wild vegetables these days.
 In Zhang He's memory, many people died every winter, some died of freezing, some died of starvation, and some died of illness due to their poor physique and unable to withstand the winter cold.
 With his severely malnourished little physique, at the age of 15, his height is less than 1.3 meters, and he can count how many bones he has through his clothes.
 Now that we lack clothes and food, it is really hard to say whether we can survive this winter.
 He had to find a way, thinking of this, he weakly got up from the bed.
 Now that he has traveled to Zhang He and inherited his memory, let's use Zhang He's identity to live for him in the future.
 Old man Zhang was squatting by the stove at this time, with his hands stretched out in front of the stove, warming his hands with a little bit of embers inside.
 Firewood can also be sold for one or two yuan a load, and if you sell a few loads of firewood, you can buy a catty of corn for five yuan.
 Who is not a wealthy family who is willing to burn firewood for warmth all day long? Shake it and get through it.
 "Father! I'm going out for a while."
 "It's windy outside, you just recovered from a serious illness, be careful when the wind catches a cold."
 "Got it, I have serious business, I'll be back after going out for a while."
 Hearing this, old man Zhang stood up, took off a robe that was on his body, and put it on Zhang He.
 This is the only winter clothes in their house.
 The outside is a layer of coarse numbness, and the inside is filled with the bark of a tree called Momo.
 This kind of bark is rich in fiber. After the bark is peeled off, it is repeatedly beaten and soaked in water for a few days, then taken out and washed repeatedly to wash away the impurities inside.
 Finally, the remaining fibers are dried in the sun to obtain a large amount of soft fibers, which are particularly effective in keeping warm.
 The winter coat at home was bought by old man Zhang after saving for several years when he was young.
 Usually old man Zhang is very precious to this winter coat, and if there is a thread break anywhere, he will find a way to mend it properly.
 The winter clothes looked a bit long on Zhang He, and the hem was almost mopping the floor, but it kept warmer this way.
 He tied it around his waist with a rope to make the loose winter clothes fit better, and then he pushed open the small door woven with thatch.
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 Zhang Zhao accidentally traveled to an extremely decadent immortal dynasty. He exchanged a roll of toilet paper for the first pot of gold and an empty wine bottle for a foundation. From planting sweet potatoes, it began to rise in troubled times, and it was used in major cultivators. Survive in the cracks of power.
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 In a world where ghosts and monsters are rampant, Lin Que meets a beautiful lady in red, who smiles and shows 28 teeth: little brother, am I good-looking? 
 Ding! The system is on! 
 Option 1: Don’t answer, try to escape, and call for help loudly to inform the surrounding spiritists to kill the rift girl. Task reward: One big return pill, which can increase cultivation base for 30 years. 
 Option 2: The answer is good-looking, the corner of the mouth is cut by the slit woman. 
 Quest reward: a pill for washing the marrow (as the name suggests, washing the essence and cutting the marrow, can increase the physical talent to S grade, and the martial arts will be smooth in the future). 
 Option three: Die under the flower on the other side, and be romantic as a ghost, don’t talk, kiss her. 
 Task reward: Activate the SSS-class martial arts spirit-Demon God Chi You. 
 Lin Que looked at the answer given by the system and swallowed secretly. I wasn’t greedy or afraid of death. I just wanted to awaken the spirit of martial arts. Lin Que silently accepted option three…
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 Chen Wang traveled through the world of immortals and became a casual cultivator at the bottom of the market. He didn't expect that cultivating immortals would be so complicated, with scarce resources, strict hierarchy, and great pressure to survive. 
 Until one day, Chen Wang traveled through time again... 
 Be polite and modest in the world of cultivating immortals, and be domineering in the other world! 
 (Gou Dao Changsheng + Infinite Flow, please feel free to collect and read)
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 I, Xia Yi, innate Taoism, all abilities are acquainted, double cultivation with a girl can improve the physique of any girl.
 But what will the innate Tao experience encounter for those who have not yet cultivated into the strong?
 Of course he was arrested and practiced for the other party!
 ps: The whole book is not divided into chapters
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 In the six realms of the sky, heroes emerge in large numbers, with three thousand left paths and eight hundred side sects. The young man will be successful, embark on the immortal road, the ruins of the Immortal Qin, the ancient cave, the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, the sword dove's transformation, the Ten Secrets of the Immortal Code, and show my divine power. With a sword in my hand, thousands of people will bow their heads and look proud of the world. Who dares to ask in the world? Be a hero. 
 Burning my body to thank my teacher, we are all heartless people.
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 Extraordinary and decadent world.
 Individual power determines order.
 The family masters knowledge, monopolizes resources, and increases its heritage from generation to generation.
 Fate, physique, spiritual consciousness, comprehension, spiritual roots, Taoist tools…
 All elements leading to the avenue have been cut off.
 Mortals can’t breathe.
 For thousands of years, the order is eternal, and only the true immortals overlook the world.
 It was not until a modern man who was constantly reincarnated and enhanced his talents came and discovered the mystery of this world that the world was turned upside down!
 Let’s see him walking in history, exhausting time and accumulation, breaking this eternal order, and shining brightly.
 Going against fate and killing immortals is on the way!
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 (The dragon and the tiger are the strongest, the purple robe is invincible, the whole process is high-powered, the Holy Mother is not holy, the killing is decisive, just do what you have to do!!) 
 Qin Yang traveled through the parallel world and became the purple-robed Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain at the beginning, taking charge of the Celestial Master's Mansion. 
 I thought I could just hang out in the mountains. 
 Unexpectedly, on the first day, the Taoist temple encountered a thief who stole Qin Yang's Tianshi Sword, and even hung it up for sale in an overseas live broadcast room. 
 Qin Yang is directly bound to the god-level Celestial Master system, and you can get rewards by signing in. 
 "Ding! On the first day of signing in, you will get the reward [Divine Five Thunder Zhengfa]!" 
 "Ding! Sign in on the second day and get the reward [Divine Grade Law, Heaven, Elephant and Earth]!" 
 "Ding! On the third day of signing in, you will get the reward [Divine Hundred-Step Flying Sword]!" 
 … 
 Facing the Celestial Master Swords being sold on live broadcast, the rampant overseas anchors claimed that the Celestial Masters of Dragon Kingdom and Longhu Mountain were weak and even the swords were stolen. 
 The next second, Qin Yang directly used the Five Thunder Methods to cast spells from a distance. 
 "Stab it!" 
 Overseas, the world changed dramatically, and a purple thunderbolt as thick as a bowl fell from the sky, destroying the villa and mansion of the sword-stealing anchor with one blow. 
 In an instant, all the audience were collectively dumbfounded. 
 "Damn it! Is this a coincidence?" 
 "Longhu Tianshi Mansion, Five Thunder Zhengfa?" 
 "I told you not to mess with the Tianshi Mansion, aren't you looking for death?"
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 On what basis is a golden finger or a new life a must once you transmigrate? On what basis should a transmigrated cannon fodder definitely counterattack?
 Is peacefully staying as a cannon fodder too much to ask for? Why come out and wreck everything, Slags….. The Male Lead is dead because of you, the world is even collapsing, okay?!
 In order to earn Points, every time she enters a new world, Xia Liang expresses that she completes her missions very seriously, face slapping those secondary female characters who wish to counterattack, setting order to all the chaos, restoring the plot, and avoiding the collapse of the worlds.
 As for why the Male Leads all fell in love with me, that was actually an accident. Em, it’s just, aren’t these accidents a little bit too many…
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 With resources scarce and evil spirits everywhere, Chen Lin traveled into a strange world. 
 The immortal cultivators who were supposed to be aloof here have become the prey of monsters and monsters, and are in a difficult situation. Faced with this situation, Chen Lin could only proceed cautiously and cautiously step by step. 
 Slowly, he discovered that the world was far more mysterious and grand than what he saw. The deeper he dug, the more complicated it became. 
 The bizarre space, the unexpected creatures, the incredible abilities, the calculations of gods and gods, the confusion of alien races, the killing of the same race, there is danger all the time. 
 So he became more cautious...
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 The person with the best martial art skill in the world, whose prestige is unparalleled. The head disciple of TianQing sect, the leading sect of all Six Great sects, and Jianghu’s number one, Ming ChangYan shaoxia.
 During a decisive battle, he slipped and fell.
 His ten years of cultivation was completely annihilated and reduced to a normal human.
 Fortunately, he was lucky enough to have fate decide that his life shouldn’t end there, and he survived.
 The doctor told him, “To gain back your cultivation, enter the palace as a concubine!”
 In order to get the medical herb that was given to the emperor by the XiYu Region, the immortal’s grass, Ming shaoxia could only wear a skirt, apply makeup, endure the humiliation, suffer patiently, and join the palace drama.
 Ming ChangYan: This shaoxia is shameless.
 Unfortunately, just as he dressed up in drag and entered the palace, he meets the man he once picked up from under a mountain.
 …..
 Ming ChangYan: I was joking just now…..this is too shameless!
 If I were to be found out by him, my (old) number one reputation would go down the drain!
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 In the ancient century, when the world first opened, the Dragon Sacrifice Continent was dominated by the divine dragon clan. Today, all the divine dragons are extinct, and the mysterious catastrophe has come again, and the world is in danger! Young Long Chen, carrying the glorious mission of his father, pursues the mystery of the extinction of the dragon. By chance, he became the only ancestral dragon warrior in hundreds of millions of years, aspired to be the supreme dragon clan, and commanded the dragons in the world. We, the ancient dragon clan, are willing to stain the sky with blood, just for the sake of brotherhood; we wave our hands to turn the stars upside down, just for the beauty of poetry; we let the gods fall and the heavens collapse, just for the sake of all living beings in the world!
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 When people are rich, every breath is arrogant… 
 Exchange the golden dragon template, become a dragon and make waves 
 Exchange the real dragon template, the real dragon descends into the world, and is in charge of the divine power 
 Exchange the Golden Crow template, the incarnation of the sun, the source of all fire, born ten days…
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 Yunge, after transmigrating, learned a tragic lesson: when you read a novel, you really shouldn’t skip around! Even if the name of the chapter was “The Death of Yunge”, you shouldn’t just click directly on it! And you definitely shouldn’t give it a negative rating out of anger just because the canon fodder character that happened to bear your name was thrown into a brothel as the lowest of prostitutes. If you didn’t give it a thumbs down, you wouldn’t have transmigrated! And if you didn’t transmigrate, you wouldn’t be stuck now without any foreknowledge of the events to come, in this undoubtedly tragic role of “Yunge.”
 Yunge clenched her fists. It’s okay, she knew at least that the female protagonist’s name was “Lin Yuan.” In the first part of the story, she was Yunge’s shimei (cultivation/sect sister). As soon as that girl appears, Yunge should just stick to her and start currying favor. Hug her thighs! She’d definitely be able to change her own fate!
 In the days and nights that passed as she waited for the protagonist to appear, the only comfort left for Yunge was her clever, thoughtful, young disciple.
 Until one day…
 Disciple: Shizun, why are you always so devoted to Lin Yuan shiyi? Is having this disciple not enough?
 Yunge: Sweet disciple, please don’t mess around! She’s the heroine! Such is mandated by the heavens! Whoever steps out of line will die most wretchedly!
 The “Sweet” Appearing Disciple: Since she’s the most important in Shizun’s eyes…but if she were to die, it would be me, right?
 Yunge: My disciple, don’t mess around!!!! This shizun still needs to go get in her good graces!
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Chapter 1. Zhang Zhao? Zhang He?

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