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 "My name is Tu Fu, when you open this diary, I'm afraid I'm already dead.
 So I write these words before I die, as proof of having lived. "
 "It started with a lottery draw not long ago, a global challenge launched by an international foundation, who is the luckiest person this year.
 Before that, I never thought that an ordinary migrant worker like me could actually win the first prize worth millions of dollars, and travel around the world on the top international luxury cruise ship for 80 days with no restrictions on consumption.
 To be honest, the last time I was so lucky was when I outperformed hundreds of millions of unlucky brothers.
 Half a month later, when I actually stood in front of this huge cruise ship named "Santa Maria", I pondered for a long time, and only one sentence remained in my empty mind.
 Whoring makes people happy.
 Whoring for nothing is fun for a while, and whoring for nothing is always fun.
 However, at that time, I never imagined that this prostitution trip would be a much more terrifying and desperate journey than the Titanic..."
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 "Saturday, September 23, 2023, sunny.
 Strictly speaking, this is a logbook, because a decent person like me never keeps a diary.
 Autumn equinox. The route of "Santa Maria" is from east to west, across four continents of Asia, Europe, Africa and North America, paying tribute to the feat of completing a round-the-world tour within 80 days. "
 "September 26, cloudy, southeast wind.
 With a speed of 20 nautical miles, the ship will pass through Malacca soon. Today I met Arthur, the captain of the "Santa Maria", and he told me not to believe any legends on the sea, the gold and treasures in the rumors are all lies.
 Gan, I don't believe it. Although the book is not finished yet, One plece is real.
 Because I was the only Chinese on board, he liked to talk about oriental topics, so we quickly became good friends.
 Captain Arthur is a warm old-fashioned British gentleman, but he is really terrible at speaking Chinese with his thick British accent.
 Always called me "Butcher".
 Oh my God! Look at this damn translation accent, it's as bad as the coffee made by Grandma Mary who lives next door to me. If I hear this address next time, I can't guarantee that I won't kick his ass hard with Martin boots. "
 "Wednesday, September 27th, light rain.
 Harry, the head chef in the kitchen cabin, invited me to taste their dinner. This is the most delicious and juicy barbecue I have ever tasted since I was born. I replied truthfully with a smile, and Chef Harry put away the kitchen knife in satisfaction.
 Oh, cranky Turk. "
 "September 30, sunny, northwest wind.
 According to the chief mate, at ten o'clock this morning, the Santa Maria received a strange signal from the sea, which was the radio of the high seas rescue fleet. The strange thing is that we have not heard of any wrecked ships nearby.
 In fact, I don't care about this, because there is a dance party on the boat tonight. Based on my years of experience watching the square dance downstairs, I concluded that the thighs of European and American dancers are the most flawless, and the legs of Latin dancers are round and smooth. Dancers of Asian descent have distinct curves, and the most wonderful thing is the unique soft beauty of oriental dancers. It is really wonderful to enjoy dancing. "
 "October 1. Sunday. Universal celebration, dancing."
 "October 4th. Enjoy the dance."
 "October 5th. Enjoy the dance."
 "October 6th. Tufu, Tufu! How can you be so depraved! You can't extricate yourself from being addicted to beauty. The saint said, 'I examine myself three times a day', and I can't go on like this!"
 "October 7, enjoy the dance.
 Anna, Martha, Amanda...here I come, hehehe. "
 ...
 "Saturday, October 21, was cloudy. Chef Harry secretly told me that all the food in the storage compartment had gone bad and had to be replenished before the next stop.
 But what does this have to do with me, and then the music and the dance. "
 "On October 25, an unfortunate thing happened. Now according to the original plan, we should land to replenish supplies, but the GPS navigation system on the ship actually failed. The Santa Maria has deviated from the original route, and the ship will be lost in the ocean."
 "Thursday, October 27th, heavy rain. An unprecedented ocean storm completely disrupted the Santa Maria's sailing plan. Since the day before yesterday, I have not seen other ships on the high seas, and the electronic equipment on board has also lost signal. Serious engine failure.
 To make matters worse, the Santa Maria is now unable to contact any ships, and currently can only choose to drift, which means that we have completely lost contact with the outside world. "
 "October 30, we were still unable to contact the outside world.
 The atmosphere on the ship has been weird recently, everyone has fallen into a strange silence, and the spoiled food in the storage compartment has been looted by the security personnel.
 The sailors started fishing, and I joined the ranks. Even if I got a small gain, it was undoubtedly a drop in the bucket for the support of more than a thousand people. "
 "On November 6, drinking water can be collected from the rain, but the food in the cabin has completely bottomed out, and the terrible hunger and death will slowly come."
 "On November 19, the first deceased appeared. It was the second officer on the ship who committed suicide due to insanity. It is said that he spent half of his life at sea. After discussion among all the staff, we chose the most decent sea burial for him."
 "On November 21, I heard a small-scale fighting in the cabin, which seemed to be for a few buckets of rice. The irritable chef Harry was about to stop it with a knife, but he was accidentally killed by the sailors.
 The crimson blood flowed all over the deck, which also stimulated the 'sharks' on the ship, allowing more people to participate in the food sharing. "
 "November 23. The captain disappeared, and the monitoring system was broken for no reason. I don't know who spread the saying that 'killing people on the high seas is not illegal'. The situation has inevitably spiraled out of control."
 "November 25th. I found some of the crew playing a strange game.
 Every day, they randomly selected one from the paper ball with the names of the members on the ship, and the people who were drawn usually disappeared at night. "
 "November 30th. A few more people went missing. I scrape by by fishing and catching seabirds. It's a scary thing to be in isolation for a long time with very few people.
 We are like lone wolves, each planning a territory.
 After a long time, there was no communication with each other, and the retinas of the living crew members were red and drooling.
 I secretly hid a knife and would get nervous whenever people approached it. I often can't sleep all night, afraid that once I close my eyes, I won't be able to open them again. "
 "December 1, Thursday. In order to compete for a fish, the chief of the agency smashed the head of a sailor, and then was stabbed to death by his companions. The rest of the people watched coldly, and no one stopped them. Just normal people.
 That same night, I smelled the stew in the kitchen, where is the meat now. I lay in bed that whole night and couldn't sleep anyway. After thinking about it half the night, I found two crooked words from the blood-stained dictionary-'cannibalism'.
 From the moment the cruise ship got out of control, there were two types of people left on board, those who eat people and those who are eaten. "
 "December 5, Monday, since yesterday, I noticed that some sailors looked at me strangely, and seven or eight people were whispering about something, as if they wanted to harm me.
 I hid in the pipe for a whole day in advance, relying on the fat rats in the pipe to satisfy my hunger.
 That night, there was a strange sound of sharpening knives in the corridor of the cabin, followed by the footsteps of the sailors, smashing the cabin door in one fell swoop.
 In the middle of the night, the loudspeakers on the boat sang loudly, covering up several screams, and it was unknown who was murdered again.
 I don't know how long I can last!
 ...
 On December 15, the Santa Maria became hell.
 The ship was full of bones, and the sailors fell one after another. Those suffering from septicemia had bright red blood seeping between their teeth, like ghosts from hell.
 The vultures in the sky carve the carrion on the ship, and the deck is painted with some suicide notes written in blood by the dead. The same sentence is written in various languages,
 "I want to go home".
 On December 20th, a few days ago, the Santa Maria remained silent. I was lurking in the drain pipe to catch mice. I wondered if anyone was still alive. It was dark, and there was darkness in front of my eyes.
 This is a bottomless dark forest. We are hunters with guns and prey to be slaughtered. If we make any movement, we will be eaten by wild beasts.
 Here people eat mice, mice eat people, people eat people...
 December 25, Sunday, moderate rain. There is no unparalleled road, I heard the roar of steam power, and a huge international cruise ship appeared on the sea.
 Light, shining into the darkness.
 Immediately afterwards, sporadic footsteps came from the deck after a long absence, and something was moving on the deck. It looks like a ghost from a distance, but it turns out to be a human being up close.
 I held hands with the surviving crew members and waved our arms in unison to make more noise.
 With the remaining physical energy on the deck, facing the huge ferry on the sea level, screaming heartbreakingly and asking for help, a series of actions finally attracted the attention of the crew on the opposite side.
 They turned their heads and looked at us, weeping bitterly, feeling that this nightmare day is finally over, just when we all thought we were saved. Unexpectedly, the crew on the opposite side turned their heads collectively.
 In our anticipation, the cruise ship with the United Nations logo ran in the opposite direction and slowly went away..."
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 "Saturday, December 31.
 The rusted hull was so rotten that only a mountain of white bones remained.
 There was probably nothing to eat on board, so I was the only survivor after the last rush.
 At this time, the radio that had been out of order for a long time suddenly received a signal.
 'Attention all units, it is suspected that the missing ship Santa Maria three years ago has been found. '
 At this moment, a terrible thought rose in my mind.
 This is a long-wrecked ghost ship.
 Everyone is already dead.
 When I sat blankly in the captain's cabin holding a notebook and realized this, the boundless black clouds in the distance began to approach.
 After an hour, the storm will engulf everything..."
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 You were taken to another world by a ghost ship. 
 You are uneasy. 
 There are ravings in your ears, accompanied by weird bgm, you sing and dance rap in pain. 
 You pick up a magic lamp, and after making a wish, it says it’s just a lamp. 
 You are impoverished, and you swear by your personality that you made a deal with the devil, and in the end the devil was sold by you. 
 You are walking on the road, and you meet a down-and-out princess who is begging for a child with a lot of money, and you yell “Mom~” in the street out of the principle of helping others 
 In the middle of the night, you flipped through the pages of “Ten Thousand and One Nights” in your hand, and your excitement became stronger and stronger…
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 Despicable, insane gong x paternal and indifferent, divorced shou. The story between a youth with a unique psychological disorder and an apathetic doctor.
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 It is the fourteenth year of Chenghua.
 As the harem has Imperial Consort Wan, the Western Depot has a Commander named Wang Zhi. Crown Prince Zhu Youcheng is merely eight years old—and no one knows if he will be able to reach adulthood without issue.
 The Emperor has nothing to his name, despite putting on an act that suggests otherwise; the eunuchs deceive their superiors while taking advantage of those beneath them; and the subjects of the Imperial Court are patching up the leaks. As there are those with savagely pride for the evil, there are those who cannot help but sigh helplessly for the good.
 With the ways of the world like this, how could the ways of the heavens possibly be just?
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 Chen Yu unexpectedly obtained a heavenly book, gaining the ability to peek into the secrets of the universe. As long as he helped others change their fate, he could gain the cultivation to become an immortal. 
 For this reason, Chen Yu started to live stream psychological counseling. In the live room, the viewers were all shocked. 
 "Is this what psychological counseling is like nowadays? Can they even know the past and future?" 
 "This isn't a psychologist. This is a master!" 
 "Dr. Chen, please accept me as your disciple." 
 As the live stream became popular, some people who didn't believe in it or just wanted to ride the trend joined in and contacted Chen Yu. As a result, they ended up in jail and even exposing long-standing difficult cases. 
 Being such a talented person, Chen Yu naturally caught the attention of higher-ups. 
 "I don't know the location of the murderer, but I can try to use criminal psychology to help analyze it." 
 "Number 5 Ping'an Street in the old city, the first room on the left." 
 "In another half an hour, he will wake up and commit another crime."
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 During the reign of Emperor Yizong in the Tang Dynasty, the well-known female detective Huang Zixia turned from a talented woman who solved crimes to a murderer who killed her whole family overnight, and became a wanted criminal hunted by the government with an arrest warrant in every county. Li Shubai was born a prince, but he was weighed down by the looming curses of “widowhood, loneliness and sickness” that followed him like an inescapable plague. When the emperor bestowed the marriage, the prospective princess consort behaved suspiciously, and the curse of “widowhood” was threatening to be realized.
 Huang Zixia had fled to the capital alone seeking redressal of the tragic grievances that suddenly befell her, and met Li Shubai, the Prince of Kui by chance. Li Shubai, who saw through Huang Zixia’s disguise, promised to help her re-investigate the brutal murder of her family members to exonerate her of the charges. In exchange, he asked her to go undercover as an imperial eunuch and stay at the Prince Kui manor to investigate the unfathomable mystery that had been perturbing him for a long time.
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 On the server “Altar,” a high-class survival game was officially launched. Survival was the only logic in the human game of alliance, betrayal, and human-natured games of deceit and treachery. After the smoke of gunpowder ends, only the survivors can speak.
 As soon as he opened his eyes, the amnesiac An Wujiu saw a person at his side killed. While in confusion, a floating green typeface appeared before him.
 Variable Name: An Wujiu 
 Attributes: Male, 20 years old 
 Game Rounds: 5 
 Win Rate: 100/100 
 Danger Rank: SSS
 No wonder they were afraid.
 The first time he saw An Wujiu, Shen Ti felt curious. The kindness and fragility in those eyes were not fake, so how could he survive in the Altar? It was until he saw the man had a sudden personality change. He recklessly gambled regardless of the cost, casually estranged people, grew further excited on the verge of death, and even calculated against himself to win. Only then did Shen Ti realize that it was his own cognitive bias.
 Fortunately, he wasn’t a normal person either.
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 Master of Mysteries.
 He traveled to the Lord of Mysteries world a month earlier than Klein and became the younger brother of Captain Dunn Smith, Siddall Smith.
 Because of his understanding of the “Old Days” and “Outer Gods”, Hidal, who was connected with many Outer Gods and was about to get out of control, entered the Origin Quality “Heaven”.
 In heaven, Hiddle discovered a way of God that was not part of the twenty-two ways.
 Sequence 9 Clergy…
 This book is also known as Mystery: One’s Path to God
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 Before his rebirth, Su Gu Bai was half alive and half dead, ugly as scrap metal. 
 After the rebirth, Su Gu Bai touched his little face, pinched his little arms, poked his little heart, and then stretched his little long legs, and nodded with satisfaction: “Well, yes, it’s hot everywhere, Soft and beautiful!” 
 Before his rebirth, Su Gu Bai was forced to become one of the most wanted demons on the world’s most wanted list, who was killed on the spot. 
 After the rebirth, Su Gu Bai scratched his chin with one hand, and poked the mini compression bomb with explosive power with the other, and pondered: “One of the things is not good enough for the boss, and the devil is not good enough, why not replace it with the God of Plague? Grandpa is so good-looking, he is completely worthy of the title of immortal appearance, right?” 
 Everyone: … You may have a distorted misunderstanding of the gods of plague and gods—
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 Ruan Jiujiu transmigrated into a rebirth essay, and the female lead had a loveless white moonlight in her previous life.
 In the book, Cheng Jun had a good face but did nothing, who was a vase beauty with a cold personality.
 And Ruan Jiujiu transmigrated into Cheng Jun’s ex-wife, a vicious female partner who is too poor to love the rich.
 When Ruan Jiujiu went back home, there was a divorce agreement on the table.
 Cheng Jun was caught in the rain and was eating nutritious instant noodles.
 Looking at the beautiful, warm face, Ruan Jiujiu suddenly couldn’t bear it, saying he would consider divorce tomorrow.
 … As a result, this consideration never made a difference.
 Later.
 Ruan Jiujiu: Who said he was straw bale? Who said he was cold? I believe in your evil.
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 Ning Su’s hair is soft, his skin is pale, his expression is slightly sluggish, his body is thin, and he is out of place in the crowd of passers-by.
 He listened to the people around him discussing how to clear the level of this dungeon, and asked: “I survived the level, does it count as clearing the level?”
 The people around looked at him like a fool: What a pity.
 After entering the dungeon, Ning Su really started to live a life of his own.
 If there is a gloomy skull on the castle, Ning Su will pick it up and make it into a night light to sleep beautifully.
 The waterfall turned into blood, and he took the stew in a small milk pot, his eyes shining brightly.
 Occasionally, he will also make small clothes for ghosts crawling on the ground.
 Later, he really survived, the NPCs are sticky to him, the ghost master followed him and called him ‘mother’, and he still had the bloody heart of the flower god in his chest.
 “…”
 For Ning Su, there is food and drink in the infinite horror world, which is much more wonderful than his previous life.
 He lived in the doomsday era and used to be a supernatural being, but his supernatural power is different. He is a special dark supernatural being who can absorb all dark things.
 The person in charge of the base asked him to purify the zombies and sent him to the zombie group.
 He turned into a little dark zombie.
 Humans did not like him, all dark beings loved him.
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 Singing while riding a horse, young and handsome. When her eyes laid their first glance at him, she knew that in this lifetime, this youth would not walk out of her heart.
 She’s the young lady of the General’s Manor. When the enemy country invades, her father was called upon in desperation and hurries to the battlefield. She secretly followed her father to battle. When her father and brothers were injured, she struck back with a series of tactics and won over the enemy’s army.
 The enemy had retreated, the empire’s land was protected, the Emperor was very happy, and heavily rewarded the General’s Manor.
 While she was returning to the Imperial City, she overhears that the Emperor and Empress Dowager want to select a man from the Imperial City’s Manors to marry Lady Su of the General’s Manor.
 Before her, she has 3 elder brothers, but unfortunately no sisters.
 From the gossips, in the Imperial City there are two man, who are the top candidates for marrying her.
 One is from the imperial family, royalty, always idle and only knows how to eat, sing, drink, and have fun. A prodigal who’s been raised crooked with no one to control him.
 One is from the Guo-zhang (Emperor’s Father in Law) Manor, whose talent is spread throughout the Imperial City, his name known throughout the kingdom. He is the Xiao Guo-jiu (Emperor’s Little Brother In Law) who has all the ladies rushing towards him like ducks.
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 Taking up his father’s title, protecting Goddesses, an unusual path of cultivation.
 Xiao Family’s dandy Young Master Xiao Chen, degraded to trash of the clan, with his father missing and thrown out of the family.
 His fiancée became his mistress, and Xiao Chen has became his fiancée personal servant, what was most pitiful was that there weren’t any wages and he still had to pay rent!
 However…it doesn’t matter, there is spring for unlucky teenagers…
 For whom did he become an amazing cultivator for?
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 Xue Mo sat in front of the computer, typing seriously. 
 "Knock knock knock!" A series of rapid knocks on the door sounded. 
 "Who is it?" Xue Mo walked to the door and asked in confusion. 
 "Police." 
 Through the peephole, two people in police uniforms were standing outside the door, and one of them showed his police ID. 
 "Does Xue Mo live here?" 
 "Yes, I am." Xue Mo hurriedly opened the door. 
 "We found that several recent murders are highly consistent with your novels. Please cooperate with the investigation." 
 "How could it be?" Xue Mo was so panicked that his mobile phone fell at his feet. 
 ... 
 When the case coincides with the novel, 
 distorted images, 
 ignored details, 
 who is the real murderer?
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