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 After Qi Peng snatched the diagnosis form from He Huan, he was completely deceived.
 At the end of the list, it is clearly written—[Sheng-zhi cavity is closed, unmarked. 】
 In order to give the strongest proof, they went to three hospitals, all of which were the most authoritative in the entire empire, and all the diagnostic results they gave were "unmarked".
 Qi Peng was so shocked that he didn't seem to understand the words on it: "God... how did you do it?"
 He Huan stretched out his white and slender wrist, and lit up the brain screen: "I would like to accept the bet and give me the money."
 Before coming to the hospital for an examination, he made a bet with Qi Peng, and if he lost, he would give credit points.
 Reluctantly, Qi Peng turned on his smart brain, and didn't go to the payment interface for a long time.
 He Huan urged: "Why dawdle, you can't afford to lose at this point?"
 Qi Peng curled his lips, and tapped three times on the screen slowly.
 He Huan raised his eyebrows when he heard the prompt, and almost cursed: "You are too picky! 200 credits are not enough to buy a catty of apples!"
 But Qi Peng still looked heartbroken.
 Don't you be the reincarnation of Grandet? !
 But when Qi Peng saw the three diagnostic sheets in his hand, his wrinkled features quickly stretched out again, like scented tea being brewed.
 He flicked the list, and the paper made a crisp "squeaky" sound, like banknotes colliding.
 "Tsk tsk, this time's big show about the big family will definitely increase your popularity by several levels."
 The He family is a new rich man, and their name is not well-known. But Gibbs is a century-old aristocrat. Although he is relatively low-key, he is an existence that even kindergarten children know.
 Qi Peng's eyes lit up, full of longing: "Wait for the press conference to be held, attracting people from all over the interstellar to eat melons, and then use these three proofs to "slap" in the face...just one word—cool!"
 He excitedly kissed the diagnosis sheet twice: "I seem to have seen variety show interview invitations, commercial endorsements, film appointments flying into my arms like snowflakes..."
 Two white fingers interrupted his dream.
 He Huan took away three diagnostic sheets and was about to put them in a file bag for safekeeping.
 "Dean Zhang, have you found it?"
 Suddenly, a familiar voice rushed into He Huan's ears, like an electric shock, numb from the ears to the back.
 As soon as his bones softened, he quickly leaned against the wall so as not to slip on the ground.
 Three alhas came from the corner of the corridor.
 One was in a white coat, and the other two were in simple dark blue military uniforms.
 The man who spoke was tall and tall, with broad shoulders and a straight back.
 The tailored military uniform made his temperament cold and alienated. The well-fitting neckline and cuffs add to the sense of abstinence.
 A pair of powerful long legs, graceful steps, as if stepping on the apex of He Huan's restless heart.
 The gray-haired old man known as Dean Zhang adjusted his glasses and held a thin-screen light brain in his hand: "Look, Fitz, the list of all OGA cases admitted to the hospital in the past three days is here, and there is indeed nothing like what you said. "
 Fitz's bony hands took the optical brain, and his trimmed fingertips gently slid on it.
 After a while, he returned the optical brain: "I'm sorry for your trouble."
 "Well, I will pay more attention during this time, and if there is such an oga as you mentioned, I will notify you immediately." Dean Zhang said with a smile.
 Fitz bowed slightly and shook hands with him in thanks. The moment he lowered his head, he caught a hot gaze from the corner of his eye from the brim of his hat.
 An oga, looking straight at him.
 I have been chased by countless admiring eyes, but this is the first time I have met such a bold person.
 This man is looking for himself?
 He Huan looked at him generously, trying to see if he could recognize him.
 Although the man was sprayed with inhibitors, because he was thoroughly marked, he could clearly smell the horrifying pheromones on the other party.
 The stern and domineering smell like a sharp weapon made his body react quickly, making his heart and legs weak.
 — Hello, my Mr. F.
 He Huan squinted his eyes, reminiscing about the lingering lingering death after the man lost control the night before, and then looked at his cold and indifferent expression at this time, the tip of his tongue could not help swirling on the roof of his mouth, slyly slid across the corner of his mouth, and quickly retracted.
 Fitz's eyes turned cold, he looked away, and bid farewell to Dean Zhang.
 Another handsome black-haired Alha, who was also wearing a military uniform, complained: "Boss, I have searched twelve hospitals and still haven't heard anything. Are you still looking?"
 The man didn't speak. Under the brim of his hat, his eyes were deep and gloomy.
 The two kept walking, walking past He Huan and Qi Peng.
 The black-haired alha was named Xu Yihan, and he gloated and said, "Who made you uneasy about monitoring, who is to blame?"
 Fitz gave him a cold look, and the latter immediately made a zipper to seal his mouth.
 The villa in the outer suburbs was famous for protecting the prostitutes. After buying it, he used it as a temporary residence to spend the estrus period. It didn't even need decoration, let alone surveillance.
 He Huan looked at the man's figure flashing in front of his eyes, and the strong pheromone attacked every inch of his skin.
 They were all clamoring for him to jump on the man and take off those tight buttons.
 His eyes were blurred, his cheeks were flushed, like a soaked white fungus, covered in juice and bulging.
 Crap! He could barely control his pheromones.
 He never expected that Alha's pheromone would have such an exaggerated influence on him.
 He involuntarily raised his neck, his glands craving the nourishment of alha.
 But he suppressed it abruptly, without showing the back of his neck.
 There was a slight pause in Fitz's footsteps, and he seemed to smell his own pheromone.
 His eyes flicked across He Huan's smoldering face, he frowned, and his eyes finally fell on the diagnosis sheet in He Huan's hand.
 —The raw-zhi cavity is closed and unmarked.
 The name of the person being diagnosed is He Huan.
 Swept by those emotionless eyes, electric sparks ran across He Huan's body, and his blood flowed backwards.
 His lips parted slightly, the tip of his pale pink tongue was faintly visible, and he almost blurted out the words of begging for mercy.
 "The elevator is here, hurry up!" Xu Yihan shouted.
 Fitz's thoughts were interrupted, and he followed quickly.
 He Huan gasped for breath, his outstretched right hand stayed in the air.
 A vaguely teasing tone floated into his ears.
 "That oga just looked at you with lust, hey, do you feel anything?"
 In the sound of the elevator door opening, He Huan heard again:
 "It's so pretty, tsk tsk, it's so touching."
 "Boss! Are you a, why didn't you respond at all?"
 -Ding.
 The elevator closed, blocking the irritating pheromone at the same time.
 He Huan gradually regained control over his body, only to realize that he was covered in hot sweat, as if he had just been pulled out of a bucket.
 Fortunately, I didn't meet him until after the diagnosis, otherwise there would be another result on the list.
 It seems that we must save enough mana to erase the mark as soon as possible.
 Oga's unscrupulous physical reaction is really annoying.
 Qi Peng, who was standing by the side and didn't dare to vent his anger, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and poked He Huan with his elbow: "You are so courageous, he is wearing the uniform of the Royal Guards, see whether the stars on his shoulders are clear?" , General level! You dare to stare at this kind of person, are you not afraid of death?!"
 He Huan glanced at him, and gave a soft "hmm", as sweet as honey.
 Qi Peng rolled his eyes: "His look just now, oh my god! It's like an ice skate, so cruel! I thought he was going to punish you."
 He Huan snorted noncommittally, opened the handbag in his hand, and leaned over to take a deep breath.
 The man's departure created a huge emptiness in He Huan's body. Fortunately, he took the man's dirty clothes with him.
 Qi Peng suddenly lowered his voice, gossiping excitedly: "Didn't you say that the Alha who slept with you is handsome and fierce, compared with the one just now, who is stronger?"
 The corners of He Huan's rouge eyes seemed to be filled with spring water, and he smiled all of a sudden, "It's as strong as it is."
 Qi Peng let out a "tss", the expression on his face: Blow, keep blowing.
 …
 Xu Yihan sat in the passenger seat, took off his military cap, and rubbed his black hair: "Boss, are you too tired from training, do you want to take two days off?"
 Fitz rubbed the center of his brows with his thumb and index finger, and gave him a neutral look.
 Xu Yihan was a little dazed by him, touched his nose and muttered: "Think about it for yourself, how can oga run away after being completely marked, and what's even more strange is that you don't remember his appearance."
 "I think your sudden increase in mental power is definitely not due to some 100-matching oga, such a thing is only found in TV dramas. You were not in estrus at the time, maybe it was the sequelae hallucination caused by the sudden increase in mental power. This is not the case.”
 Hallucination?
 The sweet oga aroma left in the room, the unfamiliar clothes torn on the ground, and the pink fan-shaped mark on his left shoulder...
 He even remembered the temperature of the man's thin white legs, and the strength of wrapping around his body.
 But the rest of the memory is as blurred as frosted glass, and a fragmentary "Mr. F".
 After waking up, he searched the villa area four or five times, but there were few people there, and the dense forest was deep, so there was no trace at all.
 Seeing that he didn't speak, Xu Yihan's silver-gray eyes were full of coldness, so he couldn't help comforting softly: "Then... Maybe there is such an oga, like a fairy in a fairy tale."
 goblin?
 A little thought flashed in Fitz's eyes.
 Xu Yihan racked his brains for a while, then suddenly clapped his fists, and suddenly said: "I have an idea!"
 Fitz looked at him.
 Xu Yihan said enthusiastically: "Ms. Gloria is not planning to hold a banquet, but it is actually a blind date meeting. The people invited are all the children of wealthy and noble families. The people who live in your villa area are either rich or noble. Invited list."
 Fitz's thin lips were tightly pursed, and his handsome features were even colder.
 Xu Yihan knew him since he was a child, and he understood it when he saw him like this: "Did you throw away the invitation letter?"
 "Um."
 He had never participated in this kind of banquet before, and every time the invitation letter was sent, he would throw it away and let the guards handle it.
 Xu Yihan laughed out loud, facing the other party's increasingly cold eyes, raised his hands in surrender: "I'll tell Mrs. Gloria right away, she must be very happy that you will go."
 Fitz pointed his index finger on the console, and somehow that bold oga in the hospital suddenly flashed in his mind.
 A flushed face.
 With a blink of his silver-gray eyes, he quickly discarded this inappropriate picture.
 …
 After returning from the hospital, He Huan lay lazily on the sofa, writing and drawing with a tablet.
 Qi Peng is contacting his good media friends to prepare for the press conference the day after tomorrow.
 When he finally finished his work, he saw He Huan still nestling on the sofa writing something.
 Qi Peng walked behind him and looked, startled.
 He Huan was filling out a form, which neatly arranged the names, photos, basic information, and property of several people...
 The heir of a well-to-do wealthy family.
 Qi Peng was completely surprised, and asked jokingly: "Why, finally figured out how to find the benefactor?"
 He Huan swiped his fingers back and forth, as if making a choice: "Can't you?"
 Qi Peng couldn't help laughing: "You're kidding me, these people are beyond your reach, stop daydreaming!"
 The corner of He Huan's mouth curled up, a half-smile.
 These people are all the fiancés of the original owner.
 Qi Peng patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be so ambitious, I know you want to find a backer to be proud of, but you won't get fat in one breath. If you really want to find a financial backer, I'll find the right one for you."
 The author has something to say: finally got the name Gong, Qi Peng stared at death: you are dead, how dare you knit a cuckold for me.
 Mr. F is Mr. First, Gong thought it was the abbreviation of his own name, but he didn't know that there would be Mr. S, Mr. T...
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 He Huan transmigrated into an omega who had been divorced seven times. 
 He Huan: Someone got divorced because of lack of body fragrance? 
 As an acacia tree spirit, I have all the pheromones you want.
 Then, all the Alphas who repented of the marriage before all knelt down and begged for reunion. 
 A certain chaebol: “Honey, give me one more chance, and I can get rid of all my lovers.” 
 A certain nobleman: “As long as you marry me, you can share my title, are you tempted?” 
 A certain general: “Which planet do you like, I will take it down for you.” 
 … 
 He Huan was so annoyed by being stalked that he randomly pulled a man on the street as a shield. 
 “New fiancé, let’s find out.” 
 Everyone knelt: “Your Majesty, Your Highness the Prince…” 
 He Huan: … 
 It seems that you have offended a big shot, why don’t you call off the engagement again?
 PS: 
 1, 1vs1, HE 
 2. Sand glyphs, there is no logic, don’t use your brain, if you are serious, you will lose. 
 3. There are many private settings, don’t care about these details, just to make the crispy duck more delicious.
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 Search keywords: Protagonist: He Huan, Fitz ┃ Supporting role: Team Rocket traveling through the galaxy ┃ Others: Team Rocket traveling through the galaxy
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 What people do, heaven sees. Evil-doers will receive punishment. But there is always someone who thought that because they have the protagonist halo, they could do whatever and bully whomever all they want without any consequences. Then, let’s just remove their halo and tear down their mask of hypocrisy. Let those scum men and goody two-shoes experience “putting yourself in other’s shoes”, so they would know they were at fault.
 At first, Lu Jingqian thought he had to sacrifice his body in order to complete the task. But there are three benefits in doing so; having great items, living a good life, and having a high face value. After a long while, he also felt quite good… what to do?
 System, “Can you be more modest? Please remember when you first rejected the idea, what about those just and upright words you said before?”
 Lu Jingqian looked at the sky, “Modest? What’s that? Can it be eaten?”
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 Shen Liuxiang stayed up all night reading a novel about a white lotus protagonist shou and his easy road to power. Having finished it, he thumped his chest and stomped his foot in unhappiness.
 In the novel, there was a villainous shizun who shared his name.
 He was as beautiful as a flower, but would rather ruin his own looks to imitate others.
 He was infatuated with the Bingshan Sword Venerable, who had his heart set on the protagonist shou. Foolish and shameless, he continued to entangle with and chase after the other.
 He severed his connection to his father, the Venerable Emperor, and renounced his ties to his senior brother in the Sect. He fought to the death with his blood brother, the Demon Venerable.
 For the Sword Venerable, he was even willing to get rid of his toughest rival-in-love—his own disciple, who would later become number one in the cultivation world!
 After going to sleep, Shen Liuxiang woke up to find himself transmigrated as the villain Shizun in the book.
 “Strive to look like the protagonist shou? Wake up, this immortal is the most beautiful in the world!”
 “Sword Venerable, who? Is he stronger than my father, the Venerable Emperor?! Is he more handsome than my senior brother in the Sect?! Is he fiercer than my blood brother, Demon Venerable?!”
 Facing the protagonist’s greatest backer in the future, Zhou Xuanlan, Shen Liuxiang decided to grab onto the opportunity, seize his good fortune, and stifle the danger in the cradle.
 However, his disciple was too well-behaved.
 “All spiritual treasures in heaven and on earth belong to Shizun. All ancient relics belong to Shizun. This disciple also belongs to Shizun.”
 Shen Liuxiang: “…Alright, I’ll give you a chance QAQ”
 Initially an indifferent shizun, Shen Liuxiang slowly became fiercely protective of his disciple. His disciple, in turn, was upright, righteous, and increasingly loyal towards him. However, right at this time, Shen Liuxiang miscalculated. The Zhou Xuanlan from the original novel had returned!
 “Shizun has changed so much,” the man spoke with a dangerous air, hugging him from behind, the low voice resounding right beside his ear, “but I like it very much.”
 Shen Liuxiang cried. He wanted his obedient disciple back!
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 This novel is also known as The Strongest Game Architect
 Game designer traversed to the interstellar era, let’s continue to make games.
 Ming Yan: Should I first use magical beast, sword three circle a hundred million fans, or dragon slaying treasure sword to make me one hundred million dollars? This is a problem.
 After that Ming Yan created two accounts, problem solved.
 “There are two kinds of game otherworldly architects, one call Ming Yan, and one called others.
 “Joint protest against the inclusion of Blue Star Studio’s works in the ranking list of best games! This is a genocidal massacre of our architects!”
 “Being born in the same era as such a great architect is simply the greatest happiness of being a player”
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 Tao is willing to take the peach blossom system to go to different worlds to complete the task, and the most important task is to fall in love. And every love, must be very sweet and very pet, only to complete the task.
 In short, after he opened, every world must show love.
 White Lotus: I feel the deep malice from the world. If I say that I am the protagonist, why did I finally become cannon fodder?
 Slag Man: It’s too fast to face, like a tornado. If God gives me another chance to come back, please let me love him for 10,000 years.
 Onlookers: God, take the two shows and love, we are going to be killed by dog ​​food!
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 In a world controlled by a super artificial intelligence computer, persecuted male humans gather in Lost Paradise and execute their last stand. They have spent decades developing their “God Descent Plan” – to steal the North American server of the super artificial intelligence “Eden”, download it into the body of a male human “Adam”, tame and control him, and use him against the omniscient “God”. 
 Zhang Xun, an unmarried tech nerd, was fortunate (unfortunate?) to be in charge of the final stage of the plan – to be responsible for maintaining and taming Adam. Now he was facing a life form with a human body and a mechanical brain, a reverse version of Ghost in the Shell, and Zhang Xun’s life was plunged into confusion and chaos, and in the struggle to control or be controlled, his life became exhausting.
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 I am a system. Everyone calls me Golden Finger. I am intelligent and as gorgeous as a flower, desired by all. I have carefully selected a host who is stupid and cowardly, unmotivated, and absolute trash, one who can best show off my wisdom and brilliance. I had originally thought that in this place which reveres alchemists, I would be able to work with my host to refine godly elixirs and accomplish great things.
 But I’m starting to realise, something isn’t quite right… Cowardly=killing off his evil disciple with 2 words? Trash=refining a legendary elixir in 2 seconds? Huh? Wait, why am I being used to refine poison, help!
 Only later did I find out, this host has another identity, the villain!! The infamous demon of the neighbouring continent that turns people’s faces pale with fear, the evil demon king that can silence the cries of children in the night.
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 Wen Liunian is Cangmang City’s newly appointed prefect.
 The common people banged on their gongs and drums, thinking the lord official will be like before, a big, strong man built like an iron tower, but no one expected it to be a skinny and weak bookworm that walked out of the coach.
 Lord Wen looked around, furrowed his brows and exclaimed, “This place really is poor.”
 The people heard and their hearts shattered all over the ground, we don’t want that either, but on the mountains outside of the city there are bandits.
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 The Bandit’s Strategy is the third book in Yu Xiao Lan Shan’s Jianghu/Strategy series. Each book is standalone, but there are character cameos and mentions that don’t disrupt the flow of the main story of each book.
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 As a hamster spirit that has been cultivated for thousands of years, An Yan’s greatest wish was to succeed in his transformation.
 However, when he was just one step away from his transformation, he somehow crossed over to the interstellar age and became the only human who could maintain his normal form.
 In response, An Yan just wanted to cry out in his heart, “Who is the demon?”
 However, becoming a human being wasn’t that bad.
 He was making potions, making a lot of money, abusing scum, and living a prosperous life.
 But then, he turned back into a hamster!
 An Yan: Squeak?
 Cheng Yi: This hamster is so cute; it’s perfect for roasting.
 An Yan: Squeak?!
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 This is the story of a Kantas couple’s successful efforts to lay (steal) eggs: 
 “… You stole it?” Black’s expression tensed as he cautiously lowered his body, using his wings to conceal the nest more tightly. 
 “I didn’t steal–” Listening to Black’s question, White’s expression became prouder. He stuffed the large white egg beneath his butt as he replied excitedly, “I laid it!” 
 Boom– Black seemed to have heard the sound of a string known as rationality snapping in his head. 
 He finally knew what was more infuriating than a husband leaving home for half a year only to come back with a wife three months pregnant. Which was– 
 A wife leaving home for a few days to find out that his husband had laid an egg! 
 The story’s protagonist → Meng Jiuzhao (crying) : I am that egg. 
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 When you transmigrate as a marshal’s spouse, don’t be happy too soon yet.
 The reason is that you’re probably an undercover agent who’s noble and cold on the surface, but steals information and plays deadly tricks behind the scenes; a villain who pretends to be a sickly white lotus flower, but actually has a heart as black as the bottom of a pot; and an unlucky bastard who was finally executed by the marshal himself on a live broadcast across the stars.
 Popular name: Cannon Fodder.
 Unfortunately, Duan Hengye just became such a cannon fodder.
 Duan Hengye decided- divorce! Get divorced early! There is no limit to the sea of pain.
 The temperament and appearance of the white lotus, the identity background of the chief of the Imperial Academy of Sciences, and the force value hidden in the disguise was as high as an explosive watch. He could win if he played!
 However, the marshal did not want to leave, but pulled him more and more tightly.
 The system prompt:
 Your divorce application has been rejected.
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 Li Ji Yue transmigrated in a book and became a three-year-old little cannon fodder.
 The other cannon fodders are messing up while the little cannon fodder is just eating, drinking and sleeping all day. His legs crossed waiting for tomorrow’s little milk.
 Later, the little cannon fodder and the supporting character met.
 Jiang Fang looked at the little one who suddenly ran out and bumped into him.
 This little one shamelessly filed a complaint first, “You knocked this baby down, you need to give two pieces of cake to make him stand up.”
 The three-year-old baby in the small theater continues to believe that his IQ is no different from his brother in junior high school and in order to prove this, Li Jiyue secretly followed after his brother while he was going to school, planning to pass the entrance exam.
 The on-duty student with the red armband on his shoulder grabbed him and sent him to the baby nursery school next door.
 Li Jiyue, who was forcibly sent to the kindergarten, thumped his helpless little short legs, “Let this baby go! You… caught the wrong person.”
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 Colonel K is a legend of the Omar Empire. He single-handedly destroyed the Star Pirates Warship, with mercilessness and cruelty, and everybody trembled at the mention of him. Lan Yu, dignified and elegant, the model of thousands of Omegas, mistakenly became the black-hearted Colonel K.
 In order to keep the persona from falling apart, from then on he punches the intergalactic beasts and kicks the bandits’ out of their nests, tore a mecha to pieces with his bare hands, and the corners of his lips picked up in a cold smile. As an Omega who is thinking about getting a husband and having a child, Lan Yu feels like he’s suffocating.
 But the good thing is that he was once a movie star, with his amazing acting skills, no one noticed any difference between him and Colonel K, whose name was used to stop children from crying.
 Except for his nasty rival, Lu RanKong.
 Lu RanKong could always find the “Interstellar Butcher” Colonel K’s unnoticeable changes.
 With the corpses of Star Pirates under his feet, the ion gun leaning on his shoulder, his hand on his hand-knitted woolen holster. With the wind still in his face, a corner of his uniform’s shirt lifted, showing an embroidered yellow flower. With skin scuffed fingers, a grim, bloodthirsty smile, his eyes filled with tears.
 At night, he would only fall asleep if he was holding a teddy bear? He drank the nutritional supplements with no expression, but the bottle was labeled with ‘orange’ and ‘mango’ flavors.
 Lu RanKong slightly narrowed his eyes. Why did this black-hearted K become more and more like a ♥ K?
 Yet he found the other man f*cking attractive!
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