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 Yinshi Experimental Middle School was founded in the 1930s. Its predecessor was Jingyang Middle School built by local squires to raise donations. After several changes, it has become the city with the best grades, the most abundant teachers, and the highest comprehensive quality of students. One of the middle schools.
 　　 Monday, at 7:50 in the morning, morning reading in the experimental middle school gradually stopped as the bell rang.
 　　 The first class started right away, and Zhou Sheng, wearing a blue and white school uniform and standing guard at the school gate, hurried to the teaching building.
 　　The electric retractable door was completely closed under the instructions of the established program, and outside the door, Li Ang, carrying a schoolbag, wandered around without any haste.
 　　 He didn't walk through the main entrance, but came to the iron fence without electronic monitoring and only sheltered by forest trees. He sprinted slightly and kicked, and then the force of stepping on the ground rose into the air.
 　　 Like a gymnast stepping over a vaulting machine, he gently and gracefully climbed over a tall iron fence, patted the leaves on his body, and walked into the teaching building like an okay person.
 　　 tuk, tuk, tuk.
 　　 knocked on the door and entered the classroom. All the classmates and Shi Qingsong, who was teaching history on the podium, turned their eyes to Li Ang.
 　　 "Be late again."
 　　 The bookish middle-aged man Shi Qingsong pushed his glasses and tapped the podium with his knuckles, "What's the reason this time?
 　　 Last time, I said that you ate Mapo tofu in a street restaurant and then you were chased by Mapo and her husband on Shiba Street.
 　　 Last time, I said that you saw a tramp sleeping on the side of the street, afraid that he would catch a cold, so you built three shared bicycles on him.
 　　 Last time I said that you were afraid of the embarrassment when you were taking a bath, so you took the initiative to talk to the bath master and asked him: ‘have you not eaten yet? As a result, the bathing master who felt that his professional dignity was provoked rubbed off two layers of skin, causing pain to be unbearable and being late for school the next day. "
 　　 Heh, I still remember it all.
 　　 Li Ang said modestly: "Report teacher, I fought a desperate fight with a ghost last night and shot it to death on the spot, successfully blocking the news of the real existence of the bull ghost and the snake god."
 　　 Shi Qing relaxed and happy, "If you don't talk about strange things, how can there be any monsters in the world?"
 　　 Li Ang nodded, "Look, how successful the information blockade is."
 　　 Shi Qingsong's eyes twitched, "...Go back and sit down and come to the office after class."
 　　 Li Ang Rumeng amnesty and returned to his seat.
 　　 His deskmate is a girl, Wang Congshan, who serves as the monitor, and is also considered Li Ang's half childhood sweetheart.
 　　 When I was in elementary school together, Wang Congshan was afraid of being bitten by mosquitoes, so caring Li Ang grabbed a toad from the drain and pressed it on her head to help her eat the mosquitoes that dared to fly over;
 When raising silkworm babies together, Wang Congshan’s silkworm babies died. Li Ang, who was thinking of her little friend, caught a bunch of white flower maggots to comfort her and asked her to continue raising them. As expected, a lot of blow flies were raised in the classroom. Raging
 　　 When playing hide-and-seek together, Wang Congshan hid in the big wooden cabinet. The kind-hearted Li Ang took ten stacks of mosquito coils and lit them in front of the wooden cabinet, and rolled her eyes out of the wooden cabinet.
 　　唔... Thinking about it this way, it seems that the memories of their childhood sweethearts are really "sweet"...
 　　 Li Ang sat down, looking for the textbook from his schoolbag, and whispered to Wang Congshan: "Good morning, Biaozi."
 　　 The squad leader who has long been accustomed to the same table style has his eyes widened, "Who is Biaozi? Don't give people this inexplicable nickname, you are mentally retarded."
 　　 "Good Biaozi, I know Biaozi."
 　　 "..." Wang Congshan took a breath and automatically blocked the harassment.
 　　 At the end of get out of class, Shi Qingsong went to the classroom to make an external phone, and wanted to go to the newly built teacher's office building to get a document, so Li Ang went to him again at noon to discuss the issue of student behavior.
 　　 After the head teacher left, the classmates could finally have fun and chat in groups.
 　　 "Eh, have you heard that? There is another dead person on Qianhua Road. Just this morning, more than a dozen police cars went and sealed four streets."
 　　 "Ah, what's going on? Didn't there just have a car accident there a few days ago? A passenger didn't know what wind he was smoking, and suddenly he stuck his head out of the window of the tourist bus.
 　　 As a result, he drove by a bus right next to him... He was still in the car, but his head was cut off like a sugarcane, and he fell into the bowl of a buddy who was eating noodles on the street..."
 　　 "Hiss..." The students in the audience took a deep breath.
 　　 "This is not just a traffic accident. I heard that when a sanitation worker was working early in the morning, he saw a man embedded in a telephone pole at the intersection of Qianhua Road..."
 　　 "Embedded? How to embed?"
 　　 "Have you tried using chopsticks to pierce the buns? The man is lying flat on the ground, with a twelve-meter telegraph pole on his chest..."
 　　 "How is it possible? Fake?"
 　　"Hey, the police said he couldn't think of it. He jumped from a tall building and was pierced by a concrete pole, but the tallest house near the intersection was only three or four stories high, and the height of the fall was not enough.
 　　Moreover, the wires at the top of the telephone pole were not damaged, and there was no blood on the entire cement pole. The corpse, as if ‘grown’ from the telephone pole, was completely natural..."
 　　The expressions on the faces of the students chatting around are a little unnatural, UU reading www. The uukanshu.com classmate who told the story secretly took out his mobile phone from his bag and searched the Internet, hehe smiled and said, "Hey, at the time, hundreds of people at the crossroads saw it. My uncle happened to be there, and he uploaded it to his family group and Weibo. Photos, but now, there is no relevant information found in the Weibo Post Bar, and the words Qian Hualu are also blocked..."
 　　 After that, he showed the phone to others, and Li Ang glanced at it.
 　　 The photo was probably taken from a long distance. It was a little fuzzy. A man in a suit could be seen lying under a concrete utility pole. There was a circle of police officers and some firefighters holding a cement saw.
 　　 Obviously, the police estimated that they would not be able to take out the corpse completely without damaging the telephone pole. They had to ask the fire department to saw the telephone pole down.
 　　 On the screen of the phone, the bizarre and even horrifying pictures made the girls around them pale, while the boys pretended to be calm and smiled.
 　　 As the so-called Ye Gong is good for dragons, in recent months, there have been endless cases of unnatural deaths of this type of urban ghost story. People are talking about ghost stories while being terrified.
 　　 Seeing the cowering expressions on the faces of the classmates, Wang Congshan, the class leader, said hurriedly: “Okay, it’s better not to communicate and spread such content in school. It’s time to go to class and go back to your seat.”
 　　 The crowd disappeared silently in a depressed atmosphere, while Li Ang squinted his eyes, thinking about the picture.
 　　 That is not something that a serial killer or accidental man-made disaster can do at all. The only explanation is the illusory ghosts and gods.
 　　 This is the real world the player faces.
 　　 Li Ang was silent, and wrote the words "Qianhua Road" in his notebook.
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 This is a real game beyond dimensions, 
 This is the cruel competition between the heavens and the world, 
 The creepy and scary urban tales, 
 Ridiculous ancient bizarre, 
 The epic myth of magnificent waves, 
 Bizarre twists and turns of otherworldly fantasy, 
 Winter is approaching, when the magic wave rises.
 Fate is like a must, from the sky to me, 
 Constantly striving for self-improvement, I can’t help it.
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 When he woke up, Jiang Chen found that he was reborn and returned to the day before the world came to the "online game world".
 So, using the knowledge of rebirth, Jiang Chen downloaded "Online Game World" one day in advance, and sold his property, and recharged 100 million, because after the world came to the online game world, the recharge option will be closed, and then Jiang Chen obtained 10 billion magic crystals.
 In the online game world, hundreds of magic crystals can only be obtained by completing tasks equivalent to epic levels, and Jiang Chen starts with 10 billion magic crystals.
 "Ding, do you want to spend 10 magic crystals to complete the current task with one click?"
 "Ding, do you want to spend 20 magic crystals to reopen the golden treasure chest, or spend 100 magic crystals to get the best prize directly?"
 "Ding, this weapon strengthening failed, but since you spent 50 magic crystals, the equipment will not be damaged and the level will not be lost."
 "Ding, do you want to spend 100 magic crystals to upgrade the novice gift package to the advanced novice gift package?"
 In the online game world, I am the king!
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 Luo Ren traveled through the eve of the apocalypse and obtained a god-level base system. He established a base, gathered people, set order, accepted friendly forces, eliminated dark forces, upgraded the base, and produced soldiers and weapons...
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 Body like Hong Mao, life like wild grass.
 I have seen the darkest night, so the bright and bright flame in my heart never wavered.
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 Life will always find a way out! When the world-destroying fire falls, it causes the mutation of life species. A large number of dead people stand up again, become zombies, and begin to attack their former kind. How can humans, who have instantly fallen to the bottom of the food chain, find their own way out? Faced with ferocious mutant beasts, strange biochemical plants and endless waves of zombies, how long can human civilization last? Ouyang Feng, a special forces soldier before the end of the world, will hold the "Blade of Apocalypse" and lead you to restore the order of the earth and find the enemy behind this disaster...Author's Other NovelsApocalyptic garbage classification system
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 Concise introduction: Miss Witch's "warm" daily life in the age of cyberspace, and occasionally passionate epic. 
 ———— 
 She is a cowardly girl who grew up in the cyber city 
 She's a weeping child wading through the muck 
 She is a legendary star who transcends the mundane and everyone admires 
 She's the dark diva who brings sorrow and cries to the world 
 She's a cruel witch who can't tell false hopes 
 She's the bloody angel who sings the last movement 
 _____ 
 Please enjoy the latest masterpiece "The Witch of Eternal Night" by the handicapped author Qingkong Lezhang 
 This book is also called "Miss Witch's Part-time Job Diary" 
 "As a color-level singer, I have to hide my identity" 
 "If you can only drive Gundam, is that okay?" 
 "The Dark Queen Behind the Commonwealth" 
 "If I Sing That Final Song" 
 "We Will Be One" 
 Currently in the serialization of Zanzan, the 3.8 million-word boutique novel "It's Not a Witch" has been completed, everyone can watch it with confidence, don't worry about eunuchs~
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 At first, when he learned that he was forced to go to many different routine worlds and be reborn into all kinds of cannon fodder, he was against it.
 Because villains usually all only have a moment of satisfaction, the endings of cannon fodder are also frequently quite miserable.
 But the man who gave him the system told him that this system not only has all types of powerful functions, but he can also break the routine lives of the cannon fodder. If he achieves this satisfactorily for each world, he can even become a god.
 He’s already experienced over a thousand reincarnations, but hasn’t yet been a god. Since it sounds pretty great, why not just try it out.
 From that moment on, he began the irreversible path of tyrannically oppressing people, while conveniently tearing open those white moonlights and so-called righteous people’s hypocritical masks.
 His goal: wearing the villain’s role to walk other people’s righteous paths, leaving them no path to follow.
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 In the steampunk world, races are mixed, and all spirits coexist. This is a different world that worships Iron Armored City! 
 The smelting furnace provides kinetic energy, heavy weapons protect dignity, and armor is the strongest protection. Every mobile ‘Iron Armored City’ is an independent force. 
 Every ‘Iron Armored City’ is a hunter driving in the wasteland, and likewise, all Iron Armored Cities are prey in the eyes of the stronger!
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 Weary reader, I am honored that you have chosen this book in this heavy, dark library. 
 Somewhat sadly, this book is sick. 
 Your fingers should be able to feel the raised proliferative tissue on the surface of the book cover. 
 The words written in the old days are like parasites taking root on the pages. I hope someone can observe their writhing movements. 
 To feel, analyze, and touch the story of illness. 
 If you insist on borrowing this book, please be sure to check your physical condition regularly.
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 Xie Yishu was an outstanding student and the 7,621st graduate of Nanxi University. On the day of graduation, he wanted to propose to his boyfriend, but he ended up transmigrating unexpectedly. He transmigrated to Ancient Blue Planet and lived there for five years before he returned back.
 At first glance, nothing seemed to have changed. It was just hard to find a job and they discovered that his boyfriend had disappeared.
 Xie felt like he was played by fate: …
 In order to live, Xie Yishu became a nursery school activity teacher.
 There was a child in the nursery school named Bo Zai. He was chubby, cute, and soft. He looked like him when he was a child. The other teachers told Xie Yishu that the little child’s life was very pitiful.
 “He comes from a single-parent household. Only his dad takes care of him; he has no mother.”
 “His father seems to be a car mechanic.”
 “I heard that his father owed other people money. So, he had to often move from house to house and change nursery schools for the little one.”
 Xie Yishu’s heart was about to melt after learning the little one’s background.
 Until one night…
 The little child video called him and asked him in tears to accompany him to find his father.
 Xie Yishu looked at the picture sent by the little child. The man in the photo looked exactly like his college boyfriend.
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 Ye Mo, who fell in the era of great defeat, woke up to find that he was reborn an hour before the opening of the online game "New Era".
 Having experienced the era of great defeat, he knows how this game can change people's destiny.
 With foresight, get the only hidden professional mechanic!
 Awakening Divine Grade Talent; Sea of ​​Machines!
 As a result, his machinery has more than 100 million points.
 A year has passed.
 Tens of thousands of races are coming!
 However····
 History is not repeating itself!
 A mechanical master stands above the galaxy, able to defend against enemies from all directions!
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 In 2222, the human world was drawn into the civilized battlefield by higher civilizations, and billions of people were struggling to survive in order to survive.
 
 Lin Luo, the rebirth, obtained the Heart of the Territory in advance when the civilized battlefield was opened: the tree of life.
 
 And god-level talent: unlimited money!
 
 At the beginning, summon the priestess of the god-level hero of the moon, and the forbidden curse meteor falls to cover the battlefield!
 
 Unlimited money, recruit countless elven archers, huntresses, elven dragons, druids of raptors, mountain giants, and Chimeras!
 
 Night elves, sun elves, moon elves, forest elves, *primal elves, naga, dark elves…
 
 While others are still fighting for a first-tier arms, Lin Luo has already led countless Chimeras, green dragons, phoenixes, sun elves, moon elves, and countless god-level heroes to conquer a god-level civilization. !
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 [Congratulations to the host, you have gained a believer, and you will be rewarded with +1000 survival points] 
 Zeng Shen looked at the stray cat he had adopted and fell into deep thought. 
 [Host, feed the three-headed dog of hell, the dog will be grateful to you and become your pet mount, and you will be rewarded with +1000 survival points.] 
 Zeng Shen looked at the bag of sausage food in his hand, and then looked at a stray white dog that was eating with relish, and fell into deep thought again. 
 [Congratulations to the host, you led your family to eradicate the Red Flame Demon Rat Group, and you will be rewarded with 10,000 survival points and +100 god-level experience.] 
 Zeng Shen looked at the family of five mice of different sizes bitten to death by the stray cat, and fell into deep thought again. 
 A year later, when the divine energy that had been nurtured by Blue Star for billions of years burst out. 
 The stray cats, dogs, ants, beehives, etc. adopted by Zeng Shen all turned into charming cat ladies and ant men... 
 At that moment, when everyone was still looking for believers and trying to become a god, Zeng Shen alone had already brought hundreds of thousands of believers of intelligent races, condensed the divine fire, and became the strongest god...
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