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 The liveliness on the internet couldn't compare to the construction site's chief labor contractors who had managed to secure work. Many chief labor contractors had a group of men under them and also had to acquire some connections on the construction company's end. The occasional drinking and eating for the sake of securing work was unavoidable.
 Zhao Sanxiang was very good at this. It hadn't been long since the completion of the work at this construction site, but he had already received the salary. At the same time, he had also bagged a new project. The men who followed him very willingly called him Zhao ge.
 Ever since the matter about Fu Li rescuing Old Zhang's son spread throughout the construction site, Fu Li had become quite familiar with the older workers. He didn't know if it was because Old Zhang's error had spread, or if everyone had the same issue with pronunciation as Old Zhang, but the entire construction site was now calling him little Hu. Fortunately, Fu Li didn't mind such things; there was no difference whether it was little Fu, little Hu, or little Hua.
 At noon that day, Fu Li was drinking the pig trotter soup Zhang Peng had sent over when a loud siren sounded outside. He lifted up the curtain to the shed curiously and saw that the rest were running outside. He asked at the top of his voice, "Where are all of you going?"
 "There's someone attempting suicide at the construction site in front, do you want to take a look?" The man who replied Fu Li was surnamed Chen. He was fast approaching the age of forty but hadn't wedded a wife, so he was called Old Empty Chen by everyone else. He didn't mind it either, even happily responding when others called him that. He had good relations with the people at the construction site.
 Fu Li happened to be bored, so seeing that everyone else was going to join in the action, he figured that he should also behave in a way that was consistent with the crowd.
 "Sure, let's go together."
 A middle-aged woman in a flower-patterned shirt and black slacks was sitting at the edge of the top floor of an incomplete building. The ground that was overgrown with weeds was jam-packed with people.
 Peng Hang, who had rushed over after receiving the alert, tugged at his sweat-laden police uniform as he instructed the rest to ready the inflatable cushion. The ground at this abandoned construction site was craggy and uneven, and some grass had grown so tall that they were even taller than a person. The ambulance couldn't enter, so the rescue equipment could only be carted in by people.
 Dajie, look at the hot weather, if you have something to say come down first. As the saying goes, find the police in times of trouble. As long as you come down, we will definitely help you," Peng Hang gestured at his colleagues from other departments, indicating for them to stealthily enter the building.
 The woman's emotions were very unstable. She sobbed while apologizing to Peng Hang, saying that she didn't want to trouble everyone but didn't have any choice. As she was too emotional, her body constantly leaned forward. A moment of carelessness could cause her to fall from the building.
 It turned out that the woman's partner had passed away from illness two years ago and she had a child who was still schooling. She lacked a specialized skill and thus could only come to the construction site and work as if she was a man. Who would have expected that after working half a year, the chief labor contractor took the money and fled. Now, her child was severely ill and the hospital had started to press her for the hospital fees. Even after pleading with every person she could find, she still didn't manage to pool enough money. With no other choices, it was impossible for her to live on.
 The woman who wasn't even forty years old had a dark-skinned, thin, and shriveled appearance, her entire body resembling pickled radish drained of all its moisture. The sound of her weeping was both mournful and intense, making Peng Hang feel a little upset. He wiped the sweat on his face and ranted in a low voice to his colleagues. "The capitalists today are really good-for-nothings!"
 Then, he turned and glanced beyond the police cordon. Putting his hands on his hips, he gave a mocking smile. "Such a hot day, yet there are still people who come to watch the excitement. Tell all those watching not to jeer. It'll be bad if they stimulate the person involved and cause the loss of a life."
 "Boss, the people outside are temporary workers at the nearby construction site. They usually don't have much entertainment, so now that something like this is happening, how can they not join in on the excitement?" His colleague Xiao Yang made a sound of agreement and went to speak to the onlooking workers.
 Old Empty Chen placed his palm against his head, sighing as he spoke to Fu Li, "Ai, this sort of chief labor contractor who runs after taking the money really isn't anything good."
 Fu Li didn't say anything, because he really didn't understand why humans would sacrifice their everything for the sake of others.
 "Fellow countrymen, we're currently attempting to convince the person involved, please take care not to say anything provocative," A very young police officer walked over, his face and head dripping with sweat as if he had just been dunked in water. "She still has a child who is severely ill. If anything happens to her, the child will be in a pitiful position."
 The scene quietened.
 Only after a long while did one of the workers speak up, "This sister doesn't have it easy either. Fellow officer, you must arrest that person who ran with the money."
 Xiao Yang smiled bitterly. Faced with the various faces smeared with black grease, he nodded and replied, "Don't worry, we will definitely put in our best efforts."
 The negotiations didn't seem to have gone very well. It was unknown what the woman had thought of, but she stood up. It was evident that she genuinely didn't intend to continue living. Alarm swept through the people present and Peng Hang roared in a moment of desperation, "Dajie, think of your son. He's still waiting for you to go back and see him."
 The woman covered her face and sobbed, "It was me who let him down. I'm useless."
 After saying these words, she wiped dry her tears, closed her eyes, and prepared to jump.
 "I have a panacea passed down from my ancestors that can cure your son!"
 This voice was loud, clear and extremely piercing. It was unknown if it was everyone's misconception, but they could feel these words penetrating their eardrums, drilling into the depths of their hearts.
 The woman opened her eyes again. She cast a searching gaze all around her as if attempting to find the person who had spoken.
 Peng Hang heaved a temporary sigh of relief. Lying at this moment wasn't considered cheating but tactics.
 Fu Li squeezed over the police cordon and looked up at the woman, his gaze meeting hers. "Come down. I guarantee that your son will be cured."
 Peng Hang glanced at the youth in front of him. The youth was wearing an Aidadas t-shirt with a mountain on it and flower-patterned shorts. There was a layer of dust on his slippers. He was probably one of the workers at the nearby construction site.
 But this child was truly too honest. It would be strange if this bald-faced lie of his actually succeeded in coaxing the woman to come down.
 Who would have expected the woman standing at the top floor to sway and then turn around the next instant, heading down. The firefighters hiding by the windowsill downstairs hadn't even reacted at this time.
 Two minutes later, a dark and thin woman ran out from the corridor. Her dried up palms clung tightly to Fu Li, a raging flame in her eyes. If this flame was extinguished, she probably wouldn't be able to live on.
 "Of course," Fu Li nodded. "I never lie."
 Xiao Yang moved closer to Peng Hang, not knowing whether to laugh or cry at this scene. "Boss, what should we do now?"
 "What else can we do? Accompany them to the hospital first. The woman's emotions aren't stable yet. If we leave now, she might not be able to pull herself out of it," He took a deep breath, the hot sun causing him to grimace. "Let's go. Saving people should be done to the end; Buddhas should be sent to the West. We're already under the sun, making one more trip isn't anything much."
 He turned around and glanced at the youth who was being held in a death grip by the woman. Worry was written all over Peng Hang's face. Where were they supposed to go to help the youth find the 'panacea passed down from ancestors'?
 The yao world's management team and cultivator management team were located in the same office building. One was responsible for managing non-human entities, while the other managed humans. From time to time, they would encounter a clash in opinions in private, although they didn't dare to make too huge of a fuss.
 Zhang Ke's arrest of the evil yao attracted the attention of the entire building. The workers in this office building consisted of humans and yao. However, quite a few workers had suffered injuries the past few days in order to capture this evil yao. Zhang Ke was an outstanding disciple of the Qingxiao Sect, but his cultivation was shallow. When had he become even more powerful than the pillars of the management bureau?
 "May the Three Pure Ones bless me," When the cultivator management team's Old Huang saw the evil yao's complete form, he took two or steps back in succession. "The white head, human face, and red feet seems like one of the fiends in the legends."
 "Seems like what?" Xu Yuan wasn't accustomed to Old Huang playing the profound thinker. She scoffed, "Who cares what he is. Anyway, he was captured by our yao world's management team."
 "Don't be anxious, Miss Xu," Old Huang chuckled gently as he stroked the sparse strands of hair on his chin. "This type of fiend is called a Zhuyan. It's reportedly said to be extremely powerful. However, records of it came to a stop after the Han and Tang Dynasty. I didn't expect such a yao to actually exist in this world."
 "I was still wondering who you are; turns out you're nothing more than a weasel," The Zhuyan was bound so tightly that his entire body couldn't move. His eyelids drooped as he shot a glance at Old Huang, the arrogance of an ancient yao king plainly visible. "Such a plaything is only fit for this king to kill for fun."
 Old Huang wasn't angry. He continued speaking with a huge smile, "Rumors say that the Zhuyan has an extremely vicious nature. In the unofficial records of the Han Dynasty, the Zhuyan once fought with the armies of two countries in a moment of unhappiness, causing a death toll of several hundred thousand."
 The audience sucked in a breath. Were the lives of several hundred thousand people a trifling matter in the eyes of this yao beast? The next time they looked at the Zhuyan, there was an extra layer of fear in their eyes.
 "Mister Zhang, did you encounter the help of an expert?" Old Huang pointed at the black whip binding the Zhuyan. "What are the origins of this whip that can restrain even a fiend?"
 Zhang Ke glanced at the whip in his hands. "The yaoguai who lent me this whip called it a yao-beating whip."
 Old Huang thought for a very long time but couldn't recall the origins of the yao-beating whip. He sighed with emotion, "So, it's an expert doesn't come out often. We should be grateful to him."
 "The expert said that there's no need for thanks. It's enough for us to send him the prize money for carrying out a heroic act," Zhang Ke laughed dryly. "And he's no expert. He picked up this yao-beating whip by chance."
 What true expert would be so concerned about this little bit of prize money and even need to do manual labor at a construction site to earn money? From what he knew, true humans or yao who had high cultivation only needed to absorb the essence of the sun and moon without needing to consume ordinary food.
 Only those with imperfect cultivation needed to ingest food to allay hunger.
 After voicing everything he knew, everyone was in agreement with giving the good-hearted yaoguai the prize money, even wanting to add on a spirit cultivation pill. Cultivation was a difficult process; although the actions of this good-hearted yao weren't enough to warrant the pill, this sort of utterly fearless, daring to help even in the face of danger mentality was worthy of praise.
 Nobody dared to release the Zhuyan from the yao-beating whip. In the end, they decided to temporarily shut it in the spirit lock formation and wait for Boss Zhuang to return before dealing with it.
 In the spirit lock formation, the Zhuyan's red eyes glowered at the people outside of the formation.
 "My emperor has finally returned."
 Hearing him repeat this statement in a foreign accent, Xu Yuan cracked open two melon seeds and commented, "I didn't think that yaoguai with eighth-grader syndromes existed."
 In television dramas, villains who harped about their bosses turning the tables often didn't live past the third episode.
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 Fu Li was a yaoguai from the countryside who had never seen the world. After entering the city, his biggest dream was to become a civil servant and leave his name in historical records.
 However… He didn’t have a university degree. Not even a high school graduation certificate.
 So, even a yaoguai would not be able to find a good job if they didn’t study well.
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 What does it feel like to be a cannon fodder in your novel?
 After ruining countless of his novels with sh*t endings,
 Gu Yan who finally received his retribution understood.
 Heaven spared no one.
 In order to protect his small life, Gu Yan has been sent to diligently clean up his own mess.
 However, never did he expect that his ‘clean up’ would be too thorough.
 Seeing that the man who was suppose to have killed him kneel down on one knee and take out a ring while saying to him, “Marry me.”
 Gu Yan: “…”
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 Zhai Xingchen has transmigrated into a novel about a rich and powerful love variety show. Almost all of the 8 guests have a combination of beauty and wealth, which can be called the pinnacle of a love variety show.
 For example, guest No. 1 is notorious and cold. Everyone has to avoid him. He has only been interested in financial data in his life, but he has an extremely handsome face. A casual smile can make people blush and walk. He is the master of the Future Business Empire, and he can swipe his bank card at will.
 Guest No. 2, a straight boss with evil charm, height 191, male dog waist, shark muscle, the son of luck who will be famous in the world. Now he is still starting his own business, but he will suddenly become rich in a year, and become the owner of a listed company at a young age.
 Guest No. 3, a gentleman who is aloof and abstinent, his shirt is always buttoned to the top. Although extremely clean, he actually has a twisted and fiery heart. And he is a well-known domestic e-sports ace.
 The other guests are all rich second-generation, such as the enthusiastic and gorgeous queen Bottom, the restrained and temperamental high-level intellectual Bottom, the mature and dignified Bottom and so on.
 But Zhai Xinchen is the nobody in this romance novel. He does the most work and gets the fewest shots. He has never received a Touched Message from beginning to end. He is a complete nerd. Ah, this persona suits him so well!
 Zhai Xingchen is determined to be the little match, to burn himself and illuminate other guests.
 When someone was hurt by the indifference of guest No. 1, he comforted: “It’s only because of his unfortunate childhood that he was so dark. Don’t you want to be his only light?”
 When everyone thought that guest No. 2 was too greasy and domineering, he explained: “Don’t you think he is full of the spirit of a king? He will definitely achieve something in the future, I am optimistic about him!”
 As for the guest No. 3: “He looks so cold and abstinent, don’t you want to tear his shirt off?”
 Thanks to his efforts, the show really exploded.
 Guest No. 1: “He is my only light.”
 Guest No. 2: “Only he understands me best.”
 Guest No. 3: “What I thought in my heart, even if I say it, it will be banned from broadcasting.”
 Four five six seven guests: “I love him.”
 Zhai Xingchen: “…Ah?”
 When the show first aired, netizens said, “I don’t think the guests seem to be in love.”
 Later: “Every episode is a jealous Shura field, so exciting!”
 “This is too damn sweet! My little face is flushed.”
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 In his previous life, Chi Fang was taken care of by his family and grew up comfortably.
 When the Chi family fell and their parents and brothers were not there, Chi Fang propped up the Chi family alone.
 Relying on several projects of Yuchi Group, Chi Fang barely kept the Chi family. However, he did not hold on.
 After the resurrection, Chi Fang returned to high school.
 This time, he decided to study hard, protect his family, and reach the pinnacle of his life. However, I never expected that the future power of Yuchi Group would be his high school classmate?
 But, isn’t this big guy a bit too cold?
 No one at the same table, no friends, always alone, but it is an unpredictable school bully!
 Chi Fang looked at the back of the big brother, thinking of the previous projects to save himself, carefully probing out a paw and poking at the big brother’s arm.
 –Now, classmate, are you friends?
 Yu Mo has been clever since he was a child, he is a little quiet, he doesn’t like being touched, and he never fears anything.
 However, he found himself inexplicably “afraid” of Chi Fang in his class.
 Obviously the man was soft and cute like a little white rabbit, but he cared inexplicably.
 Later, he found that the bunny seemed black.
 Later, he found that his feelings for the little black rabbit were not right.
 Until one day, Yu Mo suddenly realized, seriously: Chi Fang, I like you.
 A two-way crush.
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 Zhang Dianyu became the warden of a Prison Building Game.
 Since many strange prisoners have been sent to this prison, his daily report had become like this:
 -A hydra prisoner tried to infiltrate the D-Area as a guard causing a small-scale riot – Spent huge sums to stop them.
 -A certain psychiatric “villain” attempted to blast the wall to escape from prison – Spent huge sums to stop it.
 -An expert in jailbreak tried to dig a tunnel to escape – Spent huge sums to stop him.
 -Financial Situation: RED FLAG!!!
 Zhang Dianyu: There seems to be an error on this game?
 Insider Natasha: … What kind of prison is this! It isn’t right!
 Prisoners: All the newcomers are good-looking and talented… If I want to get a good conduct time I better stay away from them.
 Zhang Dianyu: For some reasons, the prisoners’ work enthusiasm is unprecedentedly high yet why is the prison’s situation getting poorer?
 In order to reduce the jailbreak rate and build a harmonious and civilized prison, Zhang Dian Yu decided to put on a vest and teach the prisoners to conduct oneself.
 The only problem is that abandoning an NPC (horse) incurs death.
 Zhang Dianyu thinks this issue isn’t too big.
 Since it’s impossible to get off the horse, you only have to be careful on not falling off the horse in this life.
 Afterwards: “…”
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 The famous actor, Yin Dong, died suddenly in an accident. When Yin Chang rushed back to China to deal with his father’s aftermath, a scandal shocked the entertainment industry.
 Before his death, Yin Dong was going to adopt a child named Shao Junling. Although his origin was unknown, he looked surprisingly like Yin Dong.
 Even though he felt conflicted, in order to fulfill his father’s wish, Yin Chang began his 18-year-old cub raising life.
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 Everyone thought that Qiu Yanzhi was the lowest of the low. A true scum with no self-respect who deserved to be spit upon.
 Even the scum gong himself felt this way.
 And then one day…
 Scum Gong: “Get lost Qiu Yanzhi.”
 Qiu Yanzhi slightly inclined his head as he looked up with misty eyes and bloodless lips. His voice was hoarse and trembling involuntarily from terror: “He, He Zhou… I-I won’t leave you. I won’t–”
 The scum gong sneered as he slammed the door on his way out.
 …
 He forgot his wallet.
 He returned home to see the scum shou furiously applying eye drops before sobbing in a crumpled heap against the wall:
 “He Zhou… He Zhou… I love you… Please don’t leave me… I was wrong… Please, I love you–”
 Then the scum shou suddenly started rolling on the ground laughing hysterically:
 “Damn these lines are so cheesy. I bet He Zhou’s ego’s going to inflate when he hears this shit. His face is the only good thing about him, even his techniques suck lol. Only a fool would like him hahahahaha……”
 Then the scum shou rolled to the feet of the scum gong.
 The scum shou’s face drained of all colour.
 The scum gong’s face turned several different colours.
 The atmosphere was very awkward.
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 A tale about the former leader of a special organization served under royalty, now leaving his past life behind and unintentionally getting involved with the martial world.
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 At 22 years of age, Shen Qian Ling won his first Best Male Lead award.
 Afterwards just as he, holding the award, was moved to tears, a piece of the ceiling fell down loudly, and accurately hit his head without mistake.
 And afterwards he just…..traveled through time!
 Qin Shao Yu: If Ling-er is willing, Zhui Ying sect can have the wedding anytime.
 Shen Qian Ling: To be honest, I am extremely reluctant about this.
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 Qi Leren unfortunately got a black screen when he played the first BE ending in “Nightmare Game”.
 On the bus to repair the computer, the bus collided with an unexpected truck and the injured passengers were taken to the hospital.
 When waking up, Qi Leren found that he was lying in an empty infusion hall, and the huge hospital was empty … the nightmare game began.
 PS: The Book 1 is here: Welcome to the Nightmare Games
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 Jiang Dao died extremely heroically in the apocalyptic world war. He never thought that he would have a chance to open his eyes again.
 He traveled through, into a danmei book he had read, and became a vicious villain in the book.
 Jiang Dao thought to himself: “After more than ten years of fighting for my life in the last days, I’m tired, so what am I fighting for? It’s better to be a vase. Use my face to finish the brokerage contract, and then find a corner in the world with beautiful scenery and live a peaceful life of growing vegetables, cooking, and raising cats and dogs…”
 So, he returned the role that the original owner had snatched from the protagonist shou on the spot.
 Unexpectedly, in the variety show that started shooting the next day, Jiang Dao performed a shoulder toss and threw the current number one kung fu actor, Chu Yinlong, to the ground.
 Chu Yinlong: Boy, you have successfully caught my attention. My new movie, the villain, can fight, you come.
 Jiang Dao: …Sorry, I’m just a vase.
 ————
 In a later interview.
 A reporter asked Chu Yinlong: “How would you rate your perfect partner, Mr. Jiang Dao?”
 Chu Yinlong replied: “A vase.”
 Reporter: “How can a kung fu superstar as famous as him be a vase?”
 Chu Yinlong: “Diamond vase. Precious, beautiful, hard enough.”
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 For others, apocalypse means running away, killing zombies and upgrading.
 For Shi Lingxi, it means not only running away, fighting zombies, and upgrading but also public display of affection!!!
 It’s not that he is weird, but that he has a weird system that requires him and his forcibly bound target to reach a certain love index of sprinkling dogfood. In order to survive in the apocalypse days, he can’t not do it.
 Shi Lingxi: Dear Lou Yuan, come here, muah~~
 Lou Yuan: Muah~~
 Shi Lingxi: What’s wrong with showing my love for Lou Yuan? Hmph.
 This is a sweet story where Xiao shou seduces the Xiao gong and they sprinkle dog-food together.
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 After being fired, Lu Qingjiu finally decided to return to his hometown to farm.
 At first, he started raising a pig, and then he found that the pig could solve more high-level math questions than he could.
 After that, he started raising a flock of chickens, and then he found that his own fighting ability was one-tenth of that of a single chicken.
 Finally, Lu Qingjiu finally realised that this old home wasn’t quite right… Especially a certain person by his side who constantly stared at him day in and day out.
 Lu Qingjiu: “Are you drooling because of the spicy stir-fry I’m holding or because of me?”
 Bai Yuehu pointed at the stir-fry.
 Lu Qingjiu: “Then can you let go??”
 Bai Yuehu reluctantly glanced at Lu Qingjiu’s arm, before loosening his teeth.
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