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 Rust Lake.
 Federal No. 23 Special Waste Disposal Site.
 Also known as the "Falun Grave."
 With the continuous development of the cultivation of the true civilization, the magic weapon that was once high and only the self-cultivator can drive into the thousands of households has become an indispensable tool for ordinary people to travel and study at home.
 While bringing convenience to life, it also produced a large amount of scrapped magic weapons and metal garbage.
 Most of these garbage magic weapons still have a lot of spiritual power, which is easy to cause radiation pollution. The formation of the magic weapon is extremely unstable and even has the risk of explosion. If left unchecked, it will cause great damage to the environment.
 Therefore, in the periphery of every big city in the Federation, there will always be a number of “special waste disposal sites”, which deal with scrapping magic weapons.
 The No. 23 special garbage disposal site is located in the southern suburb of the floating town of Fugo City.
 Under the dim sky, a swamp polluted into purple, emitting a strong stench, the mountain consisting of metal fragments is like a hundred dinosaurs protruding from the swamp, the mountain peaks are full of broken flying swords, sitting next to the flying sword The rusty spar, the hollow eye sockets have already extinguished the fire, leaving only the worms that feed on the psionics to find their heads from inside, and carefully look at this dangerous "Fabao cemetery."
 "boom!"
 Not far away, inside a **** mountain peak, the symbol of the abandoned magic weapon burst, and the remaining spiritual power exploded in an instant, and the half mountain peaks hit the sky.
 Numerous metal components, such as the goddess scattered flowers, scattered and splashed, and triggered a series of collapse of several garbage mountains around, and raised the sky and smoke, like a demon dancing, covering the entire sky.
 Here, it seems to be the forbidden zone of life. Only the insignificant cockroaches and worms regard this as a paradise.
 but……
 Li Yao was crouched behind a **** mountain, rubbing his cracked lips, and the khaki windbreaker was full of dust, which made him integrate with the environment.
 Looking at the explosion cloud rising from a distance, the young boy’s clear eyes did not reveal a little emotion, and the waves were not good.
 Only when the dirt and metal fragments were spattered into the garbage mountain where he was hiding, he only shrank a little deep into the garbage pile, and put on a goggles enough to cover half of the face.
 "coming!"
 When the watch on the wrist of the wrist gave a gentle vibration, the spirit of the boy spurred, and the corner of his mouth evoked a smile with a slight evil.
 At 3:52:38 in the afternoon, the daily dumping time of the garbage is also the carnival moment of Li Yao’s “garbage bug”!
 The Lingzi watch worn on his left wrist is a special hunting model that was introduced three years ago by the martial arts "Fei Ling Zong". It took him two months to repair it after he picked it up in the garbage mountain.
 In addition to timing, it also has a very powerful function to record vibrations at specific frequencies and notify the owner when a specific shock is heard nearby.
 This feature was originally used to remind the hunter that there may be a powerful monster nearby.
 After the modification of Li Yao, it turned out to remind him that the garbage ship is about to appear.
 A moment later, with a negligible snoring, there were more than a dozen black spots on the northern horizon.
 At this time, the smog caused by the explosion still did not dissipate, and more than a dozen small black spots were mixed, and the resolution was unclear.
 Li Yao shrugged his nose, his fingers touched a rune on the side of the goggles, "唰", a red blood on the surface of the goggles.
 Under the scanning of red light, the garbage boat hidden behind the smoke was outlined in a round figure.
 The hunting function of the Lingzi watch also firmly locked the special vibration frequency of one of the garbage ships.
 "No. 1327 garbage boat, it is you!"
 Li Yao was born at the age of ten and stayed in the tomb of the Fabao for ten years. He knows every inch of the land here and every garbage boat in the sky. This "No. 1327 garbage boat" is responsible for collecting the floating garbage. The garbage of the "Upper East Side" in the city.
 The Upper East Side is the most luxurious affluent area in the city. There are many self-cultivators living in it. The magic weapon they throw away is also the most valuable.
 There are a lot of magic weapons that are even intact, just because they are a little old, or a new generation of products, they are discarded by the self-cultivators and the rich.
 For Li Yao, what is this garbage boat? It is a treasure ship full of gold mines!
 "Hey!"
 Li Yao's two feet are full of force, shot like a projectile, rushing between the garbage mountains, rushing to the smoke, rushing to the "No. 1327 garbage boat"!
 Surrounded by crumbling garbage hills, the foot is a poisonous swamp with a bubbling bubble. Li Yao is like the most dexterous monkey in the mountain. From time to time, there is a prominent part of the garbage mountain. Every time you step on it, you can It pops up tens of meters away, and the movements are flowing and pleasing to the eye.
 "Lee Yao, you bastard, and I am eating with Laozi!"
 At this moment, more than a dozen figures were taken from behind several garbage hills, and Li Yao was almost dressed up, but did not wear his advanced blood red goggles and Lingzi watches.
 These people are squatting with shovel and iron bars in their hands.
 Like Li Yao, they are all garbage insects that are eaten by the "No. 23 Special Waste Disposal Site".
 There is a struggle in places where there is interest. The abandoned magic weapon of a ship and ship may be just **** for the high-ranking comprehens, but for these bottom-level poor, it is the hope of survival. Li Yao is the best in the tomb of the magic weapon. The garbage worm is naturally the nail in the eyes of most garbage worms, and the thorns in the meat.
 Li Yao did not care, smiled, his waist suddenly exerted his strength, his body shape was awkward, and he turned 90 degrees without warning. He flashed a fat teenager in front of him and took advantage of his fat face. He stepped on his foot and took the foot, and the whole person plucked thirty or forty meters.
 "Fat dragon, everyone comes out to eat rice, who is faster than you, you should lose weight!"
 A huge red mark on the face of obese teenagers, his nose was quickly caught in fat, and he was so angry that he was chasing after his command, and the group quickly entered the dusty area.
 There has just been an explosion here, which is extremely unstable. Dozens of garbage mountains will collapse at any time. Even the wicked fat dragons and teenagers can't help but slow down and watch Li Yaofeng rush.
 Fat dragon could not help but take a sip.
 "This **** is really famous for asking for money. If God has an eye, a thunder will die..."
 The voice did not fall, Li Yao left a garbage mountain inside the explosion again, tens of thousands of metal components and broken magic weapons such as flash floods generally rushed down!
 "So spirit!" Feilong and a young boy are stunned and overwhelmed!
 But I heard a scream from the smoke: "Little black, help!"
 A darker than the night sky, the black mans came out, and in the metal torrents, he drove a circle and then rushed into the air, but it was a flying sword with a rusty surface, a blade gap, and a black body. The stalked flying sword has a huge hand guard that opens like a black wing. Li Yao is like a drowning person who catches the straw and squats on the flying sword. He is surrounded by black awns and rushes to the sky!
 In the sky, more than a dozen garbage boats have revealed a huge body shape. Each garbage boat has a length of several hundred meters. The round shape is like a turtle that supports the earth in the legend. The turtle shell is densely engraved on it. Wan Dao Run Wen, the flash of light flashes, colorful, help these tens of thousands of heavy guys resist the invasion of gravity.
 "Oh!"
 The door of the abdomen of a "big turtle" opened, and the overwhelming metal components and broken magic weapons rushed to the ground.
 For a time, the spiritual power of the whole world was stirred up in madness, and a stormy wave was set off!
 Even the tens of thousands of tons of garbage trucks swayed and swayed in the wave of spiritual power, violently bumped, and had to work hard to separate and reduce interference.
 Fei Long and others are not afraid to approach easily, lest they be affected.
 Li Yao still rides a black flying sword in the wave of spiritual power. He looks like a wolf.
 Of course, he dare not face the stormy waves, but with more than ten years of experience, he is trying to find a relatively quiet safe area between the spiritual tides, just to get as close as possible to the garbage magic, and the water tower is the first to get the moon.
 at last--
 After nearly ten minutes of dumping, the garbage boat made a behemoth-like roar, turned the direction, lazily returned, and the smoke gradually dissipated.
 It was hard for Feilong to climb into the garbage-dumping center. He saw Li Yaoshu sitting comfortably on a new garbage mountain and watching him with a smile.
 "Mom!" Fat dragon's face trembled, but my heart was quite tangled.
 Li Yao’s choice of this garbage mountain is quite clever. It is not the largest garbage mountain. It does not look like the most abundant one.
 There are dozens of garbage hills scattered around, which contain valuable treasures of the city.
 And the garbage bugs can be more than two of them...
 If you continue to entangle with Li Yao here, you may be profited by other garbage insects.
 There are other garbage worms in the surrounding area, and many of the garbage hills are cheering, and some people have found valuable things.
 not to mention……
 Fei Long heard that Li Yao, the stinky boy, is also a famous student of the "Red High School attached to the second high school" in Fu Ge City.
 The Akasaka faction is a well-known large sect of the southern part of the Confederacy.
 Although Li Yao does not necessarily learn any true biography, it is not a three-handed and two-legged one. Otherwise, it will not be single-handedly swayed in the tomb of the Fabao for more than ten years. It is still alive and kicking, and it also beats the nickname of "vulture"!
 But just left, where is his face left? His nose can still be embedded in the meat!
 The heart is tangled, and a gust of wind passes, the fat dragon subconsciously reaches for a copy, and starts to be cold, but it is a fist-sized scrapped crystal brain.
 Li Yao smiled and said: "Fat dragon, everyone is coming out to discuss life, is not the last time you robbed you a 'Starlight' level crystal brain, but not killing your father, as for so undead? Hey, I just found A 'Qinglong 17' crystal brain refining the 'Qinglongmen' is the most advanced model. It can calculate more than 5,000 thoughts per second. Although it burns out, I estimate that it can sell three or four thousand pieces. Just when I honor your fat dragon brother, from now on, how about it?"
 "You..." Feilong didn't expect Li Yao to come out like this, suddenly stunned, and some unbelievably scratched the fat on his face.
 "Hey, look over there, the people of the 'Wolf Help' are coming soon. They are not like my solo traveler. They will definitely wipe out dozens of garbage mountains. No screws will leave you. Li Yao rushed to the west and pointed.
 Feilong's face changed, and he narrowed his eyes and observed it for a long time. He finally made up his mind and rushed Li Yao to pick up his thumb and squeezed out one sentence:
 "Good boy, you have a set! Let's go, hurry and sweep the goods!"
 A group of garbage worms spread out and rushed to the garbage hills in all directions.
 "call……"
 Li Yao took a long sigh of relief, sitting on the **** in his ass, rolling his sweat on his forehead, and a smile suddenly burst into tears.
 "Dead fat man, I can hardly find the '骁龙' level crystal brain, it is cheaper for you!"
 "You wait, my "vulture Li Yao" is so good to take it? One day I want you to eat me, spit it out, take me back to me, and add interest, According to the loan shark, let you know, why do you call me 'vultures that don’t want money?'
 "No, you must speed up, 'the wolf help' the chores, but it is more unreasonable than the fat dragon!"
 Li Yao took a goggles and hung it around his neck. He rubbed his hands, his eyes were beaming, his lips licked, and he plunged into the freshly dumped garbage!
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 “Even if this universe is truly nothing more than a brutal bloody shadowy forest, we Cultivators will burn all that we have just to give off a single weak flickering spark in the darkness!
 No matter how weak each spark is, how short-lived, how small… As long as the sparks flow unabated, then one day one of those sparks will light some tinder, and that tinder shall light some fallen branches, and those branches shall set ablaze each and every last tree of the forest!
 In the end, even the smallest sparks will eventually set the shadowy forest ablaze, and illuminate the whole world!”
 In a world teeming with cultivators, Li Yao, who makes his living collecting scrap metal, encounters the soul of a titan powerhouse from forty thousand years in the past.
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 In 1971 a group of young wizards boarded the train to Hogwarts with great anticipation.
 A little wizard in the carriage pointed his wand at himself, and his subordinates waved it from time to time, frowning slightly and muttering words.
 “Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!”
 “Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!”
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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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 That woman was a beautiful one.
 That sword was a good one.
 In jianghu, there were very many people that walked into Fu Wanqing’s line of sight, yet there was only one person that had truly fallen into her heart.
 The Whitepath Alliance? The Head of the Demonic Creed? She didn’t care about those things one bit.
 She wanted that sword, and the beauty wielding it even more so.
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 Cao Gui: “Well said! System, but do you want to explain why this is not Marineford but Manhattan in New York?” 
 System: “…” 
 Cao Gui: “System?” 
 System: “…” 
 Cao Gui: “System, say something!”
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 In the Nine Heavens world, the plane rises, and there are thousands of races.
 A son of Shura from a lower plane accidentally awakened the god-defying pattern in his blood, and stepped onto the wonderful world of Nine Heavens.
 On the road to the strong, who will control the ups and downs?
 After the catastrophe, be high with the sky.
 Set foot on the clouds, soaring to ninety thousand li!
 I am Wu, in charge of reincarnation!
 I am the sky, dominate the world!
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 The scum Medicine God was banished to a savage other world, forced to undergo reformation!
 The soul of Yan Mo, who had thoroughly offended the heavens, passed through to another world, not waking for long before realizing the cruel circumstances he was in.
 He was hit unconscious by another person and carried back as winter food reserves.
 The tribe that he was at was a super-Spartan type of primitive tribe.
 The people here only cared about two things: Fighting strength! Fighting strength!
 The former fighting strength is used on the battlefield, the latter fighting strength……
 Checking illness? Chinese medical doctor? Drinking bitter dregs? What sort of toy is that? Are you conspiring to murder my tribe’s young warriors? Kill!
 Growing wheat? Raising pigs and chicken? We’re warriors, not slaves! Kill!
 Teaching women how to make clothes and cook? Making soap and perfume for them? ****, unexpectedly seducing the tribe’s women! Kill!
 You say you’re god’s messenger? Come to guide us in the direction of a more beautiful life? Very good, give you one day’s period, go and subdue all of our enemies and turn them all into slaves to bring back. Impossible? Kill!
 Yan Mo, “……”
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 By coincidence, Li Yunmu found a super machine from humanity’s age of darkness. From that point onwards, his ordinary life would never be the same! Aptitude? Innate talent? What are these? Could they be eaten? 
 I have neither aptitude nor innate skill, but my shadow can level up using hacks. Experience, Ability points, battle prowess… all of them could be hacked. Even while he is asleep or tired, he could still increase his skills.
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 Jian Ning was an orphan with no one to love or care for him. After finally getting married, his partner passed away less than half a year later. Sitting in the cemetery, he hugged his partner’s tombstone and closed his eyes, falling asleep. When he woke up, he had become a little baby, with short arms and legs, and was thrown into a tr*sh can.
 Jian Ning said, “▼_▼” Is being an orphan my fate again?
 Despite being an orphan, Jian Ning had plenty of experience in surviving. He set two goals for himself: 1. To live well. 2. To find his partner and grow up together, not letting his partner become a villain like in their past life.
 However, within the first hour of setting his goals, he was captured by the most notorious gang in the universe and his life was in danger. Within the third hour, he began to slowly forget memories of his husband. Jian Ning thought to himself, “Help! Is there no easy mode in life?”
 Later, before forgetting his partner completely, Jian Ning left a mark about his partner.
 Within the terrifying gang lair, even the skull was replaced with a pink doll, and the walls were painted a warm yellow. The scruffy gang leader clumsily and gently comforted the little baby who had trouble sleeping at night, saying, “Don’t cry, uncle is here.”
 Growing up in the gang’s hideout, Jian Ning had no household registration and no education. The gang uncles worked hard to send him to school in the empire.
 On his first day of school, Jian Ning met a cold and ruthless little prince. The other students were afraid of the little prince, saying that he had unstable mental power and was a little tyrant. However, Jian Ning held the little prince’s hand and familiarly soothed his troubled mental power. Jianning was good at treating mental power at home for his gang uncles.
 The only royal family with the ability to heal mental power in the entire universe was destroyed two hundred years ago. Since then, people who experience mental power madness can only suffer and die in agony.
 Until one day, a young cub with healing abilities appeared. All the bigwigs who were suffering from mental power torture saw hope. The empire’s war god, the federal marshal, and the neighboring country’s leader all came. They said, “I want custody of this cub.”
 The bad-tempered little tyrant prince protected the cub and coldly warned them, “Dream on! He’s mine.”
 Not far away, the surviving members of the royal family who had run from various places appeared one by one. They angrily said, “You little tyrant, you think too highly of yourself! He’s our cub! Give him back!”
 *Everyone is raising cubs, very sweet.
 *There is a reincarnation and the memory of the Gong takes longer to recover.
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 In a fantasy world where martial artists can split mountains and creeks with a wave of their hand and break rivers with a kick, there exists a little restaurant like this.
 The restaurant isn’t large, but it is a place where countless apex existences will rush into.
 There, you can taste egg-fried rice made from phoenix eggs and dragon blood rice.
 There, you can drink strong wine brewed from vermillion fruit and water from the fountain of life.
 There, you can taste the barbecued meat of a ninth grade supreme beast sprinkled with black pepper.
 What? You want to abduct the chef? That’s not going to happen, because there’s a divine beast of unfathomable level, the Hellhound, lying at the entrance.
 Oh, that chef also has a robotic assistant that killed a ninth grade supreme being with a single hand and a group of crazy women whose stomachs were conquered.
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 My name is Mike Tyson. I was a normal dude that had an abnormal death. I was lucky enough to get reincarnated in another world.
 This is earth, but alternate earth or real? I don't know. But I know that I was born with the fate of a protagonist. Unsuccessful in awakening my innate talent, I spend two years in my middle-school.
 But this year, everything changed. I awakened something, and not just an innate ability but also a unique ability. That was the true start of my life.
 A life that I feared became reality. My fate was in my hand, but the fate of my little dragon was in the hands of the system. Spreading the legs of women in bed, I found a new way to gain strength.
 Heavenly Maidens, Supreme Fairies, shave that cave of yours. My little dragon will fly from one cave to another until it meets the destined cave.
 Embracing the power given to me, I let the beast inside of my soul go wild. I was no longer restricted by anyone or anything.
 The title does not represent me, I represent the title. Spreading the legs of hundred women, I will ascend to that title and become the one and only 'God of Sex'.
 Standing in front of a creature with a dark face and red scales, I broadened my chest and asked "I have talent, looks, money, women, power, and little brother. What gives you the confidence to challenge me?"
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 The Battle of the Two Cities is just an insignificant microcosm of Runeterra. If you jumped out of the small Twin Cities and started living on Runeterra a thousand years ago, how would the fate of the heroes change? 
 Kyle and Morgana no longer turned against each other, the wandering Kled really became a cavalry general, the 
 confused and kind Veigar was redeemed, the lonely wind elf Janna had a caring companion, 
 Evelyn, LeBlanc, Soraka, Jax... 
 When the heroes walking on the land become flesh and blood, people who love and hate, Runeterra becomes a real and cruel world. 
 Time has witnessed the growth of Noxus, There is also clumsiness in the cruelty, 
 history depicts the capital of Demacia, there is also filth in the light, 
 the secrets under the ice of the Freljord, the deadly trap in the sand tomb of the royal family of Shurima, 
 the ghost of the black mist in the Shadow Isles , Ionia's Blooming Festival, the sea beast culture of the Blue Flame Islands, 
 there are many puzzles and landscapes in Runeterra, and there are crises that are 
 imminent in the 
 shadows . The Protoss who enslaved the Dragon King plotted their own plots, the 
 Void Watchers watched indifferently on the land full of vitality, and the 
 ruined King Fyego sat on the throne, screaming for pain all day long... 
 Under the crisis and pressure in the sky, a person who is familiar with the plot... The modern killer traveled to Runeterra, flapped his wings a thousand years ago, and became the supreme warlord of Noxus. 
 When a person created an epic with his own hands, then this person himself is a living 
 myth.
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 Eight years ago, Thunderclap Ancient City changed overnight. Young City Lord Qin Ming was sold off to Azure Cloud Sect as a servant and 200,000 common people were driven into Great Azure Mountain as slaves.
 Eight years later, after tempering his spirit and becoming a martial artist, the Asura awakens, an unyielding youth that defies heaven rises.
 Provide me a blade and I will be able to break the blue dome of heaven. Provide me a sword and I can show the heavens. A Golden Unicorn is an animal with no particular talent, but when encountered with an unstable situation, it will change into a dragon[1].
 Acting Asura’s Child, Undying Monarch, Thunderclap Battle Senior, Ancient Ocean Barbarian Emperor and so on. Each and every title fell onto Qin Ming’s body. This lofty and unyielding youth stepped on heaven yet was fine. He guided numerous close friends and young beauties, proudly fought everywhere, swept across the world, and composed deeply moving hot-blooded battle songs.
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