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 It was May, and it was the hot season.
 Despite the scorching summer weather, the enthusiasm of the citizens of Leeds to go out on weekends was hard to stop. Unfortunately, the poor planning of the route by the Transport Department made the road a mess, and the dense traveling carriages and steam cars blocked the road.
 On this rare rest day, Mrs. Winster proposed a new satchel as a gift, making Miss Sophie selectively forget the unpleasantness of last night, and went shopping with her aunt early in the morning.
 Come to think of it, the method of "packaging" and curing all diseases can be effective in any era.
 "I should go too."
 After silently memorizing the time and location of the transaction in the advertisement corner of the "Leeds Daily", Tu Fu simply put on a black uniform and a brim hat and went out directly.
 The main purpose of his travel plan is to expand the monitoring map of Leeds, and by the way, investigate the identity of the buyers he has seen in the monitoring.
 Even from the perspective of cost performance, it is absolutely unwise to advertise low-income job recruitment in a newspaper with a huge advertising fee.
 In the special transaction process that was captured by monitoring in the alley last time, both parties who met both covered their faces in an attempt to conceal their identities, which showed that this transaction was extremely unusual.
 What's more, an innocent person died.
 "Even the way of telling the time and place is so complicated, it is certain that the goods are at least invisible."
 Tu Fu secretly pondered to extrapolate to this aspect.
 The other party mentioned that it was related to the extraordinary, but the government strictly prohibited the circulation of related items on the market in the name of disturbing social order for items related to occultism in memory.
 This made him equally interested in this transaction involving transcendence.
 After going out, Tu Fu stood on the bus platform as usual, waiting for the arrival of the punk horse-drawn train.
 Of course, he can also choose an independent car, and enjoy high-quality car service without stopping or crowding people.
 The price of an independent means of transportation is three times that of a "horse-drawn train", and it is even more expensive than taking a taxi before.
 As for taking the airship to the destination, let alone a limousine class, it is not a good choice for the cash-strapped Tu Fu.
 Until the giant iron beast came with its horseshoes, even if it was witnessed again, it would still be shocking.
 "Cross Street, Woodborough."
 Tu Fu told the coachman this street he was not familiar with.
 This was the address he secretly wrote down when he used surveillance to track down the mysterious buyer. The address was a little far away from Leeds Comprehensive College, and it happened to be outside the surveillance range.
 "8 kilometers, a total of 6 pence." The driver gave a precise answer, adding 1 pence per kilometer after the starting distance after three kilometers.
 "certainly."
 Tu Fu nodded with a smile, and stretched out his fair arm to pay the ticket seller from his already meager wallet.
 After getting in the car, Tu Fu carefully covered his pockets to make sure that the banknotes were still there, and showed a poor and satisfied smile.
 "At least I still have my hard-earned 3 crowns."
 It was the familiar bumpy road again. Fortunately, Tu Fu has gradually gotten used to this rhythm.
 And he discovered a little trick for riding, as long as he keeps the same shaking frequency as the carriage on bumpy roads, he can overcome the problem of motion sickness very well.
 Sure enough, the small beauty in life lies in careful discovery.
 ...
 Cross Street in the Wood District.
 This neighborhood in the northwest of Leeds is close to a remote location on the outskirts of the city.
 In my memory, it was specially used by the municipality as a base camp for refugees and homeless people in the past few years. The crime rate reached an astonishingly high level, and it is the most notorious community in Leeds.
 However, although the urban construction that Tu Fu saw when he arrived was not as prosperous as the Central Avenue, it was also well-equipped overall.
 It was a rest day, and the street was also very lively. After getting off the car, Tu Fu heard the cries of the shops next to the street one after another.
 "Chestnuts, the sweetest chestnuts in Leeds."
 "Freshly baked Eivor pie, delicious and crispy."
 "Delicious charcoal-grilled fish that will bite off your tongue. It is a hundred times more delicious than piranhas. It is a signature product of Liz."
 "Fangsheng Church brand drinking water is worthy of your trust."
 Businesses, large and small, are selling their products loudly on this festive day.
 And don't forget the tradition, what the church has done.
 In the lively crowd, the residents of this district always touch their purses habitually when they see some unfamiliar faces. Tu Fu also learned to carefully cover his pockets from time to time, watching the pedestrians passing by vigilantly...even though he has nothing money.
 The Wood District has never been short of pickpockets and swindlers who fish in troubled waters. Just as he saw, there were several unlucky people who had their pockets ripped open and their wallets easily stolen.
 According to Tu Fu's previous monitoring, the main members of the begging and theft groups in the city came from this area, especially the children who looked sallow and emaciated.
 They all carried out the theft in an organized and planned way, and finally all concentrated in the hands of a certain leader.
 Obviously these people come from the control of some street organization.
 To make matters worse, begging organizations even cut off their limbs and pretended to be disabled to win sympathy.
 In my memory, after Baia launched several wars against neighboring countries in recent years, a large number of refugees flooded in, causing many families to be torn apart, and due to inadequate policies or other reasons, countless children were homeless.
 These people are either begging or stealing, and they have been living on the streets like this.
 Until one day the body was found in a stinking ditch, just like what happened in that alley.
 "If I didn't have the protection of the Winster family, maybe I would be one of them."
 Tu Fu has always been grateful for this. Compared with the lonely boy who was the original owner, as an adult, he knows that the Winster family's attitude towards him, an outsider, is good enough.
 After nearly half an hour's journey, Tu Fu's eyes stopped at a snow-white three-story single-family house.
 32 Cross Street.
 That was the buyer's address, as I remembered it, and the address he was referring to was this upscale home stamped with the "Morton" surname.
 "Today is the day of the transaction, he should at least go out and get the money."
 Tu Fu was sure that the buyer would show up, so he decided to sit on a park seat not far away.
 While contemplating, he caught a glimpse of an elderly man wearing a gray-white jacket and gray temples lying on the seat next to him.
 "How many times do I have to say, overnight stays are not allowed here." A short man in the uniform of the city management office growled fiercely at the old gentleman.
 "Ahem... I understand what you said."
 The old man's physical condition was very poor, and the continuous coughing sound made him look very painful.
 After struggling to get up, he took out a crumpled cigarette from his pocket, but he couldn't light the match because of his trembling palms. The black smoke of saltpeter paper rose again and again and then went out again and again.
 "Maybe let me try."
 At this time, a white palm next to him took the matchbox, rubbed the two dexterous fingers lightly, and lit the saltpeter paper, and the crumpled cigarette butt ignited red dots.
 "Thank you...thank you for your kindness."
 The old gentleman nodded politely to the strange young man, who was Tu Fu who witnessed this incident. .
 "You're welcome."
 Tu Fu nodded slightly, "No rest is allowed here?"
 "They always say that homeless people will affect the appearance of the Wood District in Leeds." The old man repeated this sentence for countless times, "but I don't understand what is worth affecting here."
 "I remember that it was not like this a few years ago." In Tu Fu's memory, there was no cityscape in the Wood District, and it was already very strenuous just to survive.
 The old gentleman who was lighting a cigarette raised his trembling fingers, "This has something to do with the owner of that house."
 Tu Fu looked in the direction, and it happened to be the mansion of the mysterious buyer. He admired it from the bottom of his heart:
 "It looks really luxurious."
 "The Morton family is a well-known real estate developer in the Wood District, and this is just an insignificant property owned by his family." The old man's face wrinkled slightly, and he squeezed out a smile.
 "I guess he must be very rich." Tu Fu pretended to be surprised.
 "Of course, Mr. Morton is the most famous businessman in this area, and most of the land development rights for the entire Cross Street are in his hands."
 The old man bit his cigarette holder and took a puff of smoke with difficulty, "It's hard for you to imagine what kind of person he is, rich, shrewd, benevolent, these are just the labels attached to him by the outside world, and these praises are far less than his A heart of gold."
 Real estate developer, no wonder he is so rich... Tu Fu said without hesitation: "Can we talk? This may help my recent academic investigation on Wood District."
 The old man rolled his eyes and shrugged his shoulders, "I'm actually a little busy now..."
 "I can totally understand that."
 Seeing the embarrassment of the other party, Tu Fu thought for a while and took the initiative to buy some pies and a pack of cigarettes from a nearby vendor, and handed them to the old man who lived in poverty, "This is as compensation for wasting time .”
 "You can call me Old John, and you can ask me anything about the Wood District. I grew up here since I was a child, and I am definitely the kindest person in this area. I am happy to help you."
 Old John had a smile on his face, very satisfied with the "sensible" approach of this enthusiastic young man.
 During the conversation, Tu Fu learned that Old John is now a laid-off worker, and was expelled as a typical example because he participated in the parade organized by the Workers' Union.
 Of course, there are laid-off workers like him all over Leeds.
 For the workers at the bottom, a serious illness, an injury, or an accident at any time is enough to make a happy family fall from heaven to hell in an instant.
 "You must know that the Wood District was previously used by the government as a refugee area for refugees and homeless people. There are refugees from abroad, criminals fleeing here, and some street organizations. Nothing is more troublesome than this damn outsider."
 "I can understand."
 Tu Fu is very touched by this. The large population migration from other countries naturally seizes the living space of the local people, and it is very normal to be hostile to each other.
 "But since Mr. Morton Henry and some investors came here, many things have changed, earth-shaking changes.
 Just like what they promised everyone, they want to completely solve the poverty problem here.
 After demolishing all the refugee camps with very gentle means, they obtained land development and use rights from the government and resettled the refugees.
 Later, many factories appeared in the Wood District, schools were built and hospitals were built. After the road was paved, buses were even introduced, which is the kind of carriage that you think is full of country bumpkins.
 After the number of these posts increased, many people were introduced, and now the buildings in Lianwood District are getting taller and taller.
 look,
 Even street lamps are installed on both sides of the road, which was something that was unimaginable in the past. "
 "I see." Tu Fu has been in Crescent Street for a long time, and he has never experienced the life of the lower class civilians. Naturally, he can't feel the shock of the residents of this community to the huge changes here.
 When Old John introduced the changes in urban construction to Tu Fu, his eyes shone with strange brilliance, and he was almost on the verge of tears: "Son, do you think Wood District has gotten better now that Mr. Morton arrived?"
 Tu Fu nodded approvingly: "Sounds like a great thing."
 "It's really good, really good."
 When Old John spoke, his eyes were red and sparkled with crystal clear light.
 Although the gray-haired old man in front of him is so tortured by life that he can't even see the next meal and where he will live tonight, it doesn't hinder the pride from his heart when he introduces the area where he grew up to others.
 take a look,
 what a beautiful city,
 This is where I grew up.
 Even though I'm not doing well, I'm very happy that my hometown can develop so well.
 Perhaps this is the only thing that the little man can show off to others.
 A few simple words pierced Tu Fu's heart, and now he felt guilty for trying to plot against the rich gentleman in the house.
 "But where did the refugees go?"
 Tu Fu's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly thought that the begging children he saw just now did not look like they were placed in a good condition.
 Coincidentally, at this moment, a few young beggars on the street stopped at the door of the Morton family's mansion with papers in their hands, and they dared not knock on the door for a long time.
 "Ding dong~"
 After a while, an older boy hesitated for a long time before mustering up the courage to ring the doorbell.
 "Sir, you promised to give us the money."
 "It's you again?"
 Not long after, a butler-like figure in a suit and swallowtail came out angrily, holding a broom in his hand, as if he was planning to give money.
 After opening the door, they chased and beat them, frightening these little beggars to run away.
 "Go away, I'll warn you damn bedbugs one last time, don't come within ten miles of 'Morton's house, and I won't let you go if I catch you again."
 The housekeeper chased him all the way, until his hand hurt from the beating, and then he opened his mouth and cursed viciously at the backs of the group of beggars.
 "Mr. Morton is kind, and he hates poverty the most."
 Seeing Tu Fu's surprised gaze, Old John slowly opened his mouth to reveal his stained teeth, looked at the group of poor people who were driven away outside the mansion, and then squeezed out a mocking smile:
 "I can't even see the poor."
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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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 Before he was a little over 10 years old, he was the nightmare of the Gorge of Heroes and the headache of countless people that had been abandoned by the world. 
 After leaving the Gorge of Heroes, he became a legendary figure of the number one academy in the continent, and he alone brought numerous changes to it. 
 Thereafter he stepped foot onto the continent to become a legend, but the road to become a legend was far more difficult than he’d imagined…. 
 On a continent where puppet masters reign supreme, using anything and everything as weapons: living creatures, shoes, daggers, pendants, clothes, shields, guns — which they call puppets, this is the story of Bai Xiaofei with his trusty sidekick, Huskie, on a quest to find out exactly what happened to his parents and become the greatest illusion stream puppet master the world has ever seen. This is a story of wit, plot twists, love, strategy, cultivation, humor, and the unknown.
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 Worlds overlap, mystery descends! 
 Is it the end, or an opportunity? 
 The world complains about injustice, so when the opportunity comes. 
 Is it howling, or breaking the shackles? 
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 How to choose is entirely up to you. 
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 It’s weird– 
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 Under Bai Fan’s gaze, the corner of his mouth in the mirror was grinning to the base of his neck. 
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 She has chosen a path that is different from that of the ordinary person and she has also fallen in love with a man who is different from that of ten thousand other. Thus even she is covered in bruises, her heart filled with reassurances. Pain radiates from the bottom of her heart, but happiness also brims from the bottom of her heart, causing the secluded Butterfly Killer from the masked gang of killers to emerge……
 Darkness is everywhere. To get to the bottom of this painful investigation, he must leave to uncover the illusions behind the darkness. Justice is like the cold rocks in a deep abyss beneath the great moon. Yet the clear light has always existed in the dark. If he finally comes, please close your two tearful eyes in the depths of the night forevermore.
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 Chu Yan’s life went through ups and downs. At the age of fourteen, he stepped into the realm of a fourth level martial arts expert. However, he was framed at the celebratory feast of fifteen and charged with attempting to assassinate the emperor and usurping the throne. In the presence of all the witness and material evidence, he was demoted to a civilian on the spot and sentenced to death. Not only was his martial arts destroyed, the poisoned wine at the banquet was also damaging his body at all times. The Emperor, the Prince, and the Princess colluded just to frame him, the Crown Prince.
 To Chu Yan, the turning point in his life was probably the pair of earrings left behind by his mother. This echo loop could open a time and space cage called Return to the Ruins Tower. Inside Return to the Ruins Tower, one day was equivalent to three days in the mortal world. Different levels in the tower had different surprises.
 Chu Yan made up his mind, “When I recover my strength, I will take what you guys took from me, and take it back again!”
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 Without noticing it, a man called Bill passed away, but then he realized that his life wouldn't end that way and soon he was reborn as Billy in another world. Billy was already satisfied enough that he retained his memories, but the surprises didn't end there. He was born with a weird power that granted him the chance to convert mana into experience points and transmit it to all sorts of things.
 Things were looking pretty good until he noticed that he was born in an impoverished and rustic village that was facing their imminent extinction in the hands of creatures that he had never heard of before and other tribes that had all sorts of abilities. Before he could learn how even to crawl, Billy had to find a way to help his tribe. Otherwise, they will be annihilated before he can even become strong enough to stand.
 Billy's journey will be much different than he had imagined. Much farther away from Earth than he had originally thought, Billy will have to adapt to a new environment where his tribe is at the bottom of the food chain. Will he be able to grow up safely and try to change things for the better for his new family and friends?
 The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred.
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 Qi Leren unfortunately got a black screen when he played the first BE ending in “Nightmare Game”.
 On the bus to repair the computer, the bus collided with an unexpected truck and the injured passengers were taken to the hospital.
 When waking up, Qi Leren found that he was lying in an empty infusion hall, and the huge hospital was empty … the nightmare game began.
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 Shen Guan, the daughter of Imperial court of justice Minister, died.
 A defamation case, twenty-four lives.
 At the same time, the loyal and brave Marquis Manor, Ninth Miss, lived.
 The timid Qin Wan temperament changes, her skills shined, finding murderer, investigating a case, entering the autopsy, withdraw from a doctor, conveniently punishing her aunt, her numerous sister, father’s concubine, cunning s*ave.
 Embarking on the long road of vindication, and all kinds of weird big cases are coming in continuous stream.
 Headless bride case, drowned corpse case, gold robbery, baby disappearance case…
 Qin Wan roll up her sleeves, but accidentally provoked a big demon.
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 Liu Ming, since he was young, lived in a savage prison named Savage Island where the prisoners aren’t controlled by any guard or security. When the island sinks due to “mysterious” events, only a handful of people survive – those survivors are then pursued by the government.
 On the other hand at another place two practitioners are worrying about what will happen to them because the young master that they were supposed to protect had died.
 Their young master looks nearly like our MC 
 What will happen?
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 Wang Yanqing’s father died in battle. She was adopted as an orphan by the Marquis of Zhenyuan. She loved Fu Tingzhou for ten years and would go through fire and water for him. However, this woman carried a family history full of scars, and ultimately, Fu Tingzhou sought another woman to marry. 
 Ten years of effort turned out to be a joke. 
 Fu Tingzhou accompanied his fiancé to buy incense outside the city, completely forgetting that it was Wang Yanqing’s birthday. On the road, they encountered an ambush and Fu Tingzhou became busy protecting his fiancée. While defending Fu Tingzhou, Wang Yanqing lost her footing and fell into a cliff. 
 After waking up, she lost her memory and only knew that she had to repay her gratitude. The man sitting in front of her bed smiled and reached out to touch her head: “Qing Qing, have you forgotten? You were plotted against by the Fu family and lost your memory.” We’ve always known each other; we were childhood sweethearts. 
 She didn’t know that the man sitting in front of her was the renowned commander of the Imperial Guards, Lu Heng. He was also an old enemy of the Fu family. He was the main culprit of the assassination attempt on Fu Tingzhou that resulted in Wang Yanqing falling off the cliff. 
 After Wang Yanqing was taken, Fu Tingzhou went crazy. Fu Tingzhou rushed to the imperial guards desperately. Just as he asked Wang Yanqing to leave with him, he was stabbed by her sword. 
 Fu Tingzhou looked up in shock to see her acting coquettishly with another person: “Older brother, I caught the Fu traitor.” 
 Wang Yanqing didn’t know that after she walked away, Lu Heng drove the sword deeper and smiled at Fu Tingzhou: “Thanks for taking care of Qing Qing for the past few years. What a pity. Now she is mine.”
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 In this latest work by Lord of the Mysteries author, Cuttlefish That Loves Diving, be prepared for a well-thought out and detailed apocalyptic, cyberpunk world with a setting superseding Lord of the Mysteries! 
 Our protagonist, Shang Jianyao, is crazy—literally crazy, at least that’s what the doctors said. Living in a huge, underground building of Pangu Biology, one of the few remaining factions in this apocalyptic wasteland known as the Ashlands, he acts in unfathomable ways that’s head-scratching, comical, and shrewd. So is he really crazy? Probably. 
 He has a grand dream: to save all of humanity. 
 Intricately tied to this dream is something everyone in the Ashlands believes in: Deep in a particular ruin buried away by danger and famine, a path leading to a new world awaits. To step into the new world, one only needs to find a special key and open that certain door. 
 There, the land is bountiful, as if milk and honey flows freely. 
 The sunlight is dazzling, as if all coldness and darkness are washed away. 
 The people will no longer have to face desolation, monsters, infections, mutations, and all kinds of dangers. 
 There, children are joyous, adults are happy, everything is fine as they are supposed to be. 
 Every Antiquarian, Ruin Hunter, and Historian roaming the Ashlands knows: That’s the New World. 
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 “Sanye, do you know that you are like a book. Every time I see you I want to … sleep.” 
 After some hesitation, Xin Ai finally decided to approach Jian Sanye, who was famous for his power. She tried hard to make him happy, justify thousands of ways, sacrifice self-esteem and dignity, with the main goal to find her missing sister. 
 Three months later, the man threw a check in front of her, “I’m tired.” 
 Xin Ai stood up with her innocent body without a single strand, smiled wryly and said, “Alright, I’ll go as far away from you as possible.” 
 When they met again, Xin Ai closed her eyes to Jian Sanye’s presence, it made the man angrily push her against the wall, “We’ve slept together a few times. Is it so easy to forget me?” 
 Xin Ai smiled so sweetly and teasingly, putting her hand on the shoulder of the man, “Sorry, I have slept with quite a few men, sometimes I can’t remember it even happening. If I may know, what’s your name, sir?” 
 “Just watch, I’ll make you remember who I am.”
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