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 "Hey! Get your own loot!"
 He wasn't yelling at a person, but the monitor in front of him.
 With a headphone on, and the microphone by his lips, he was practically sunk into another world, jamming away at his keyboard, swerving his mouse, all while controlling his avatar.
 [Hah, no way, dude. Finders Keepers!]
 As the glowing, legendary item he sought for was plucked from right in front of him, he nearly yelled out in rage, but instead closed the game, angrily tossing his headphones off.
 He let out a drawn-out, disheveled breath as he sat at his chair, leaning his elbows on the gray desk.
 "Loser."
 Yup, this is me. A good-for-nothing dropout who has nothing better to do than to lash out at a video game. Simply put--
 I'm a loser, he thought.
 "Ah…" He sighed out as he leaned back in his chair, nearly tipping it back.
 As he settled back down, he brought his attention to his phone, tapping the flat touchscreen as it woke up with its bright screen greeting him.
 He adjusted his glasses as the brightness pierced his lenses, causing him to squint.
 [1 New Message from "Mom".]
 He read the notification, seeing the contents of the text.
 [How did the interview go? Did you get the job?]
 For a moment, he left the text open, hovering his thumb over the digital keypad before shutting his phone back off and laying against the desk.
 Life is so dull. I just wish…something interesting would happen, he thought to himself.
 His gaze was pointed towards the window, peering at the pale, blue sky as the sounds of children playing outside and passing cars could be heard.
 It was only the sounds of the city that mitigated his loneliness, just slightly, which is why he kept that window open.
 THUD.
 The entire apartment shook as the desk he laid against vibrated aggressively, causing him to jump up with wide eyes.
 "What the…?"
 A bomb? He thought.
 Causing him to wince from the sheer radiance, a flash of light poured in through his window as the vibrations continued, becoming more aggressive as his keyboard rattled atop his desk.
 What's going on?! An earthquake? He thought.
 As he stood to his feet, he nearly fell as the entirety of the apartment throttled, causing him to stumble his way to the door before exiting in a hurry.
 The first thing he saw upon leaving his apartment, and looking over the railing from the second floor were other people—simply looking upwards with eyes filled in awe and utter complexion.
 What're they looking at…? He questioned.
 As he brought his gaze up as well, he saw it.
 Even through the clear lenses of his glasses, it's monumental appearance wasn't dulled.
 When he saw it, he froze.
 The clouds were parted forcefully from a pair of colossal, white hands that opened the light of Heaven itself, shining down on the world. From that tear in the skies, protruding from the seraphic realm beyond, a face emerged–if it could be called as such.
 It possessed no features, yet at the same time its gaze could be felt; utterly petrifying.
 "God."
 Though it didn't introduce itself, peeking out from the contorted horizon as the clouds of the world spiraled around the heavenly gateway, he knew immediately what it was.
 Everyone in the world did, and without fail, everybody in the world saw it.
 "Children. My disappointing children."
 Its voice echoed throughout the world below the clouds in further vibrations. It was deep and bellowing, all-powerful and daunting.
 There weren't any thoughts going through his head; he was simply petrified by the presence of "God".
 "You've led this world, and yourselves, into depths of depravity unsalvageable.
 "War. Genocide. Unspeakable avarice. The inability to unite. All such factors of the sins you could not overcome."
 "This test was a failure. You have failed as a species."
 "As such, this world will now be destroyed, and this time, remain in oblivion. Armageddon has come. There are none others to blame but yourselves. I've watched over this world since its inception, and all chances have been squandered."
 All he could do was stand there with a lump in his throat as he listened to the augury of what was to come. To him, he felt completely targeted by these words--"a drain on society,"--he knew he wasn't exempt from the words fo God.
 "However, in my boundless benevolence, I will give you one more chance at life. One more chance to prove the worth of humanity."
 "...'Armageddon Game'..."
 "Armageddon Game"? He repeated in his thoughts.
 "What's that?" He heard a female from across the street ask out.
 "Tell us what the hell is going on?!" A delinquent nearby shouted out.
 Though "God" was too far above to hear their words, continuing on with his mystical words spoken from a mouthless expression.
 "From this moment onwards, you will all partake in a game: "Armageddon Game". You will be forced to fight, if you wish to survive not just in this falling world, but to reach the "Tower". I am sure most of you are familiar with how games function."
 A game? Hold on…like a video game?! He thought.
 "In six months from today, the "Tower" will open itself, only to those that reach "level 20", and the rest of you…will be doomed to perish in this world."
 "Good luck, humanity."
 Without much explanation, leaving more questions than answers, the colossal, mysterious "God" retreated back into the heavens, leaving the skies to a dull gray as the earthquakes finally came to an end.
 "What the hell was that about…? The world is ending…?" He muttered to himself.
 [Angel System Activation.]
 [Processing User Information…Creating Status.]
 It was an emotionless, stoic voice of a feminine A.I., spoken directly into his mind, and not his ears.
 He was left stunned at the sudden interface that filled his vision, nearly falling back as he waved his hands in front of him, though it did nothing to deter the golden, futuristic numbers and displays that he saw.
 "Huh–?!"
 By the surprised yells and utterances he heard from the surrounding area from the people in the parking lots and in the streets, it seemed everybody else was experiencing the same thing.
 "Get the hell out of my eyes–!"
 A blonde-haired punk shouted out, covering his own eyes and thrashing around, to no seeming avail.
 [Greetings, Jeong-Hui. Welcome to "Armageddon Game".]
 Before he could process a single thing, having fallen onto his rear as he sat on the apartment balcony, he saw an endless array of lights begin falling from the sky.
 The street lights were going haywire, and the power lines swayed in the strong winds that began to pick up.
 "What's that…?" He muttered.
 [Question Recognized.]
 [Processing…]
 ["The Defects of Heaven" currently descending. Estimated Number: 1.000.000+.]
 "One million?! What the hell are "Defects of Heaven"?!" He asked out, gripping his own, curly, red locks.
 [Question Recognized.]
 [Processing…]
 ["The Defects of Heaven" do not fall under one description. In essence, they are the failed creations of "God". Most of which were created with the purpose of killing. In that regard, they are the bane of humankind. Good luck, Player Jeong-Hui.]
 "Good luck?! What's that supposed to mean?! Hey–!" He yelled out, but there was no response as one of the plummeting lights crashed down nearby.
 Concrete, dirt, and dust was thrown around after the impact of the plummeting entity, though most of the people who were still left utterly perplexed approached the crash site, gathering around.
 "A meteor…?"
 "Fuck, the world really is ending…!" A man panicked, holding his head.
 "Wait, I see movement…" A brunette woman noted.
 As he peered over the railings, he witnessed all of the dozens of people that surrounded the crash site, which was obscured by dust, stopped completely.
 Slice.
 Suddenly, their torsos parted from their lower bodies, sliding off as a storm of blood painted the street.
 What the fuck…?! He thought.
 He quickly covered his mouth, preventing himself from spilling bile from his lips as he tucked himself against the wall in fear and disgust.
 Guts spilled onto the street, causing half of the onlookers to run while screaming, and the other half remaining frozen in fear.
 "No way…" A middle-aged man said through chattering teeth.
 Finally, the entity responsible for the abundant death revealed itself from the crater in the street as the dust parted.
 It stood twice as tall as the surrounding civilians, clad in what didn't look like skin, but a sleek, white armor and golden stripes along the accentuated musculature of its body.
 Slice. Slice.
 Without any hesitation, it used its arms that resembled weaponized, blade-limbs to cut apart the nearest, frozen people, splattering their parted corpses onto the desecrated street.
 This isn't real. This isn't real. This isn't real! He repeated in his mind.
 There was nothing he could do, or rather, he was far too frozen in fear himself to do anything.
 "System…! System, help me!" One man attempted to utilize the system, but was unable to do anything before having his entire body split in half by the gigantic, sword-limb of the heaven-fell entity.
 "System…? What the hell do I do?" He muttered to himself with a quivering, bottom lip.
 [Status Updated.]
 [Class Decided: Beginner Assassin.]
 [Gathering "Life Data"...Determining "Starting Level"]
 "Starting level?...It's not set to zero?" He asked out in surprise.
 After a moment of witnessing a blinding amount of gold numbers run across his vision as the interface sped through information, he received an answer from the system.
 He removed his glasses, but it didn't change anything as he placed them back on.
 [Players' beginning level is determined by a multitude of factors: life experience, karma, position in society, and beliefs.]
 "...So what level am I?" He asked worriedly.
 ["Life Data" gathered. Processing…]
 [Level 1: EXP: 0/25.]
 "Huh?! Level 1?!...I mean, I expected that, but still–!" He complained, though the system didn't seem to pay any mind to his words.
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 Jeong-Hui, a teenager with no accomplishments in life, spends his days in solitude, living alone and gaming most of the day.
 That is, until a world-shaking revelation descended on Earth.
 The one proclaiming to be "God" informed humanity of their failure as a species, and that Armageddon would begin.
 However, as a means of giving those worthy of continuing on a chance, "God" introduced the "Armageddon Game", bestowing a special system onto every person of the world.
 The system grants each player the abilities of Angels, reminiscent of an RPG as experience, stats, and level-ups are all present.
 Though, as a person who lived a unfulfilling life as a lowlife and a coward, he begins his journey as the bottom-of-the-barrel start: level one.
 Those who reach level twenty within the six month time period will be allowed access into "The Tower"--however, what awaits in the mysterious, heavenly tower is unknown.
 Not intending to die after living a failed life, Jeong-Hui strives to reach the Tower, using his knowledge as a MMORPG player to ascend.
 As an assassin-class and a martial artist class, he utilizes both the "Angel System", widely available to humanity, and another, unique system available only to himself to combat the trials in the way of his journey.
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 The biggest mistake of Alicia's life, was trying to commit suicide.
 She found herself in the body of a 19 years old princess in exile, in the middle ages.
 What's more? She was forced to marry Prince Harold; the infamous white-haired hot tempered Prince who wouldn't mind killing someone for the most irrelevant reason.
 Now, her wedding is only a few hours from now and the 'princess', which happens to be Alicia, is supposed to display some 'princessly' skills to the guest.
 Quick question: Is twerking allowed in the middle ages?
 She knew one thing for sure, the wedding was going to be a disaster and the hot tempered prince was going to kill her before she found her way back home.
 God Help Her!
 ThatAmazingGirl in collaboration with Miss_Behaviour (The writers of In Love With A Klepto) is bringing you another book.
 "THE CURSED PRINCE'S STRANGE BRIDE"
 What would you do if you suddenly found yourself in the body of a princess in the ancient time?
 What's more, he isn't only a werewolf, he is also cursed by the moon goddess.
 EXCERPT:
 What should she do? She was confused and had no idea what was going on. Weddings in the middle ages was weird! What the hell is 'Virtues recitation'?
 Should she pretend to faint? That was the only thought that made sense. So that was what she did.
 She slowly collapsed on the ground and heard how everyone began to gasp and exclaim.
 Alicia wanted them to take her out of there and then she would find a way to escape. But maybe she was unlucky after all, because when she peeped under her lashes, wondering why no one was coming to carry her out, she saw a golden robe, before the person crouched down in front of her.
 She shut her eyes tightly and stilled her breath. She was an actress, after all. She could pull this off flawlessly.
 "That was a bad act, my lady." The deep voice spoke, causing goosebumps to rise on her skin.
 Scary.
 "I will only give you three seconds to get up."
 His voice wasn't really threatening, but somehow he commanded fear, especially with the slow and careful way he spoke. She had heard he was bad-tempered. What would he do after the three seconds passed? Would he kill her? Then would she die here? How did he even know she was pretending? Were people in the middle ages usually smart?
 She opened one eye to peek at him and saw him staring right at her with a smirk.
 THERE WAS NO WAY THE WEDDING WASN'T HAPPENING. SHE WAS SO DEAD!
 *******
 Werewolf (Check)
 Cursed prince (Check)
 Transmigration (Check)
 Comedy (Check)
 Romance (Double Check)
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 Jiang Chen downloaded an app, and the short video he viewed on his phone spread to all corners of the world. 
 [Read the top ten divine sayings of all realms! 】 
 Three thousand years have passed before the devil, and when he looks back on the mortal world, he will not be an immortal, but will only live and die for the sake of her palm. 
 On the top of the immortal world, proud of the world, there will be heaven with me, An Lan. 
 I want this rain to be born on the earth, fight in the sky, and live forever. 
 [Brush the top ten demons that must be mentioned. 】 
 If you don’t work hard at cultivating immortals, you will be brothers in the Ten Thousand Soul Banners. 
 Li Feiyu committed murder and set fire, and rescued Han Tianzun who was in trouble. 
 Just a little bit of wind and frost. 
 [The Four Great Gou Kings in the Internet Literature World. 】 
 As the short videos were broadcast, people from all over the world became numb. 
 Li Goosheng: "What are you scolding? I'm just doing it for a hundred million points. What's wrong?" 
 Hongjun: "Fuck you old coin? Slander, he is slandering me!" 
 Sanzang of the Tang Dynasty: "Marry Guanyin first and then learn the scriptures. I will live up to the Tathagata and live up to you." 
 Sun Wukong: "Tathagata, can this scripture of yours be kept safe?"
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 At the end of the Near Ancient Era, the Tribulation of Heavens descended and the Heavenly Dao began to judge all evil in the world. 
 Because he was regarded as the embodiment of evil, Gu Qingfeng, the legendary tyrant whose power shook all 3,000 worlds had met his demise under the Heavenly Dao’s wrath.
 A hundred years later, after his name had long ago become a legend within the legends, he awakened at his cemetery!
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 Software engineer Wen Fan accidentally found himself transmigrated as the floating ball system in a mobile phone. He is as tall as the height of a thumb with a ram capacity of hundreds of billion gigabyte.
 He slept while hugging ‘QQ Penguin’, rode on the kangaroo of “Meituan Takeaway”, poked the voice bubble of “WeChat” and lived in the mansion of “The Sims”. He could also see through all network data, decipher all account passwords, and even dig out all lottery accounts.
 Aside from the fact that he could only live on the phone screen, Wen Fan had indeed reached the peak of his life.
 The only bad thing about this was that owner of the mobile phone likes to touch him visually. And he even likes to dress him up.
 ‘Little Dragonman’, vampires, European-style nobles, ancient Hanfu; he changed his appearance every day.
 Wen Fan: “…Big brother, spare me.”
 Lou Wei who was deeply addicted to the game of raising a sim said, “Call me hubby.”
 ————
 Lou Wei, the founder of LouV Technology, the number one gaming company in Z country, has recently begun to research software every day to come up with a new game.
 As soon as the news came out, people all over the country wanted to squeeze into the research and development room in order to be the first to experience the game.
 After all, Lou Wei is the number one holographic game designer in the world. He can simply design any game and it would be popular around the world.
 Countless LouV fans waited anxiously for the new game to be released. They waited and waited and finally, the big boss started the live broadcast——
 The big boss sat in front of the camera with a serious face: “We are currently looking for good looking erot*c fashion designs for my sim.”
 Wen Fan: “???”
 Fan: “Wow!!”
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 Humans across the world ended up joining a “Demon Kings and Heroes game”. 
 Several billion people were set down upon another world to act as “Demon Kings” and “Heroes”. Everyone has to chose their starting races from the start. 
 Zhang Nu was set in the Demon King camp. 
 He discovered that he could see hidden information that no one else could. 
 [Slime Demon King]. Low grade demon king bloodline… Not recommended! 
 [Kobold Demon King]. Low grade demon king bloodline… Not recommended! 
 [Dark Elf Demon King]. Mid grade demon king bloodline… Can be selected! 
 [Bloody Giant Demon King]. High grade demon king bloodline… Recommended! 
 [Abyssal Dragon Demon King]. Strongest starting bloodline… Extremely recommended! 
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 As a max-level alchemist, you can’t eat too much elixirs, right? For self-defense, it makes sense to be invincible in martial arts, right? ——The hottest item of the year [no system, genius flow, invincible writing, group portrait writing]
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 In a fantasy world ruled by kings and queens possessing great magical power, Kant Icurus Maybale is the only prince on the Aceaton Continent who does not possess magic. However, what he does possess, that nobody else does, is his past memories of the time when he was a Mechanical Engineer on Earth. With nothing but knowledge, brains, and wisdom, he dares to bring this medieval-esque fantasy world into the industrial era, and gain unimaginable wealth and power. Along the way, powerful forces that feel threatened by his rise in dominance will do whatever it takes to bring him down! Will he be able to conquer the continent, and potentially the world, to usher in a new age, or will he get crushed by the existing world order?
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 This novel is also known as Conquer a Mountain And Become The Great KingIn the world where martial arts are respected, a warrior can open a mountain and split a rock in his hand, and can move a thousand miles between his legs. 
 On this day, a teenager took a fancy to the top of a mountain and occupied it, known as the king. 
 Since then, this mountain has become a holy place for everyone. Here, walking supremely, many beasts like dogs, known as the cradle of genius, peaceful haven… 
 God, what do I see, the Supreme is planting the land, the beast is watching the door! My opening method must be wrong…
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 【All people change their jobs + passionate and refreshing article + relaxed and humorous + not a saint or a dog + not a villain or a dark person + Lao Liu】 
 【No heroine】 
 Eighteen years ago, Chu Ran traveled to a world invaded by the abyss, with countless secret realms, and humans relied on awakening and changing jobs to fight against the monsters in the abyss. 
 Eighteen years later, Chu Ran stood on the job change altar and thought to himself: "This world needs more heroes!" 
 【You awaken your profession, the Abyss Walker! 】 
 【Passive: Abyss Agent: You are the agent of the abyss, and the experience is increased tenfold! The burst rate is increased tenfold! Being in the abyss, skills have no CD and no consumption! 】 
 【Passive: Shadow Guardian: You have obtained the guardian of darkness, and the damage caused to you by abyss creatures is permanently reduced by 90%! 】 
 【Passive: Lord of the Abyss: You will eventually become the master of the abyss, and everything in the abyss is at your disposal! 】 
 Chu Ran looked at the information flow in front of him, and those classmates who vowed to drive out the abyss and take back half of their homeland. 
 Oops! 
 The abyss is actually me?
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 Ning Qiu worked conscientiously as a villain in Kuai Chuan, and finally reached the retirement age, just waiting to live a leisurely retirement life with a high pension. 
 However, retirement is retirement, but her old age is working years, not age! ! !
 【Old Woman】-Completed 
 【After the Movie】-Completed 
 【Fox Demon】-Completed 
 【Grave Keeper】—Completed 
 【Above one person】-Completed 
 【End】
 P: This article has no CP, the plot flow, and the supporting characters may have emotional scenes. 
 P: The story is only part of the story, and the order is not necessarily in this way 
 P: It’s all fictional history, and there are a lot of private settings, so please don’t take it seriously. 
 P: Writing is more imaginative, so the seemingly ordinary world can also be magically displayed. 
 P: The first world is a bit chaotic. It’s not a farm, it will involve a lot. So if you like it, you can read it from the beginning, and if you don’t like it, you can read it from the second story.
 Content tags: Portable space Quick wear Shuangwen Chronological text 
 Search keywords: Protagonist: Ning Qiu ┃ Supporting roles: many, many… ┃ Others: 
 One sentence introduction: I just want to idle clouds and wild cranes, but my strength does not allow it 
 Concept: I just want to be idle and wild cranes, but my strength does not allow it
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 The moment we stepped on the road of cultivation, there will be thousands of immortals upfront, but you are just like an ant wandering in there. The moment where there is humiliation, uncountable injustice falls unto you, how will you face your fate, will you just endure or fight for justice without fear in facing death?
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 Get a super mobile phone system, you can download various APPs.
 Game APP, you can upgrade to fight monsters, powerful props in the game mall.
 Map APP, can locate treasure hunt.
 News APP, you can listen to all directions and interesting gossip.
 …
 The beauty camera can also beautify your face.
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