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 1993.
 summer.
 The sun is like a fire, and the heat is like a furnace.
 It was only half past seven in the morning, and the air was already hot.
 Song Weiyang stood in front of the mirror for a long time, looking at that youthful face, so familiar yet distant and strange.
 Seventeen-year-old's face is delicate, clean and pure. The bridge of the nose is straight, the eyebrows are slanted, and the eyes are clear. Guo Tianwang's middle-parted hairstyle with a sense of the age represents fashion at this time, and people can't help but want to stretch their arms forward, twist their palms, and sing while dancing: "I can't stop loving you..."
 On the wall opposite Simmons' big bed, there was a "Terminator 2" movie poster. Mr. Governor was wearing sunglasses, with a cold and righteous expression. Michael Jackson covered his crotch with one hand and pressed the brim of his hat with the other, pointed his buttocks at the governor's face.
 Mr. Governor and MJ's neighbor is Hong Kong singer Zhou Huimin. The lady head is wearing a beret and a striped checkered red T-shirt. The soft light effect fills the entire pictorial, shrouding her in a fairy air.
 Song Weiyang lowered his head to touch his stomach, it was flat, with abdominal muscles faintly visible, not the greasy middle-aged beer belly.
 "Hello, pretty boy, nice to see you again!"
 Song Weiyang smiled and said to himself.
 The sun outside the window is dazzling, the cicadas are neighing the summer time, and a few breezes shake the leaves and cast spots of light on the ground.
 On the desk next to the window, there is a "Lenovo 1+1" domestic computer. The bulky and clumsy case, the ugly original display screen, the market price is close to 20,000 yuan. In the year when the national average monthly salary was less than 300 yuan, ordinary workers had to work hard for five years without eating or drinking to buy this computer with only 8M memory.
 Obviously, our protagonist, Song Weiyang, is an enviable rich second generation.
 Unfortunately……
 Song Weiyang glanced at the calendar on the wall, and his expression became a little weird. He remembered the date "July 2, 1993" deeply.
 In a few hours, my father would be in jail.
 In half a month, the 200-square-meter house in the family will be forcibly taken back by the new factory manager.
 In another year, the eldest brother will die unexpectedly due to a debt dispute, and the mother will be distraught and moderately depressed.
 Today is the turning point of Song Weiyang's life.
 In his previous life, it took him twenty years to finally become a rich man again, but he could barely reach his father's peak achievement.
 "Boom boom boom!"
 There was a knock on the door, and the voice of her mother Guo Xiaolan came from outside: "Yangyang, it's time for breakfast!"
 Song Weiyang pushed the door and came out. Looking at his mother when she was young, her voice suddenly choked up, and she said in a low voice, "Mom, you have worked hard."
 Guo Xiaolan obviously made a mistake, forced a smile, and said comfortingly: "Don't worry about your father, he will be sentenced for a few years at most, and it's not like he hasn't been in prison before."
 "Well, I know." Song Weiyang could only nod.
 Sister-in-law Cai Fanghua came out holding her nephew who just turned one year old, and said with a worried face: "Mom, I won't go to the court today. Xiaochao is crying before dawn. He probably feels uncomfortable somewhere. I have to send him to the hospital for a look." .”
 Guo Xiaolan placed the bowls and chopsticks and said, "Go ahead, the child's medical treatment is important, and I will watch over the court."
 "Do you have any money with you? How about I drive you off." The elder brother's voice came from the toilet.
 "Bring it, I'll take a taxi." The sister-in-law left after speaking.
 Not long after, the eldest brother finished washing, and came to the dining table shirtless, his tendon and flesh shining.
 The eldest brother is called Song Qizhi. Because he likes to fight and make troubles, he was sent to join the army right after graduating from junior high school. After serving as a three-year conscript, he actually won third-class individual merit twice and collective second-class merit once. Just when he was about to be promoted, he actually chose to transfer his job and retire from the army because he couldn't stand the constraints of the army—a soldier.
 Song Qizhi, Song Weiyang, the names of the two brothers together mean "Qizhi Weiyang", which vaguely shows their father's ambition.
 The atmosphere at the dinner table was dull, no one spoke, only the humming and turning of the electric fan.
 The father's case has been in court several times, and it is estimated that the final judgment will be made today, and everyone's heart is heavy.
 "I'm full!" The eldest brother put down the bowls and chopsticks, walked to the balcony and smoked continuously.
 Song Weiyang also followed, spread his hands and said, "Give me one."
 "You are almost 18 years old, you should learn to smoke," the elder brother threw a whole pack of Zhonghua and a lighter as a gift, and said, "Take it and smoke slowly."
 Song Weiyang quickly lit it and took a puff, looking at the downstairs thoughtfully. There were seven or eight people squatting there, all of whom came to collect debts, and it was difficult to be quiet all day long.
 The eldest brother also glanced down a few times, exhaled smoke rings and said, "You will be in your third year of high school soon, don't worry about family affairs, and prepare for the college entrance examination with peace of mind."
 "Yes." Song Weiyang replied in a low voice.
 The family took time to go out and met a few neighbors in the corridor. Some took the initiative to say hello, some avoided like snakes and scorpions, and some had gloating expressions.
 Everyone knows that the Song family, which was once glorious, is completely finished.
 "I'm coming!"
 When the debt collectors squatting downstairs saw Song Qizhi appearing, they immediately held up a sign reading "Debt Repayment" and surrounded their family of three.
 "Get out of the way, we'll talk about the money another day, I have to go to the court today!" The elder brother pushed the man away with a fierce look on his face, and the Bayi-style military stabs on his waist were looming.
 The debt collectors hesitated for a moment, and finally let the Song family go, but they kept following Santana, obviously they would not give up easily.
 In the small fifth-tier cities in the early 1990s, there were almost no skyscrapers. The ten-storey department store in the city is already a landmark building, and even during the Chinese New Year, no farmer would dare to go in and shop.
 Most of the buildings on both sides of the street are gray and without much color, like black and white photos frozen in the long river of time.
 A bus with a gas bag on it came from a distance, domineering and clumsy, and successfully attracted Song Weiyang's attention. This is a symbol of the country's insufficient oil production capacity. It was very popular in the 1970s, but it was not until 2003 that Rongbin City eliminated the last "air bag bus".
 Unlike the thriving Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen, the inland cities in 1993 were lifeless, which made Song Weiyang feel depressed after his rebirth.
 When I came to the court, many reporters and onlookers had already gathered here.
 Today's trial case was really sensational, because the defendant Song Shumin's reputation spread far and wide, and he was recognized as the richest man in Rongping City, so many ordinary people came to hear the trial.
 The appearance of Guo Xiaolan, Song Qizhi and Song Weiyang inevitably caused a commotion. Fortunately, the reporters these days are relatively slow, and they didn't rush over like chicken blood, and they didn't even bother to take two photos.
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 At nine o'clock in the morning, the trial began.
 Song Weiyang finally saw his father Song Shumin again, not the old and downcast man with white hair in his memory. He was escorted out by two bailiffs. Although he was wearing a livery and his face was a little tired, his expression was exceptionally calm. His hair had been shaved into green stubble, and his beard hadn't been shaved for several days, but he still couldn't stop the middle-aged handsome man from being handsome and calm, and his faintly self-deprecating smile added to his unique charm.
 It's a pity, no matter how handsome you are, you have to obey the law.
 Song Shumin has completely resigned himself to his fate. Facing one charge after another, he has pleaded guilty cleanly, and the defense lawyer has completely lost its existence value.
 The trial lasted until noon, and it was time for the sentencing.
 "All rise!"
 "...According to the provisions of..., the judgment is as follows: Defendant Song Shumin committed the crime of embezzlement and bribery, embezzlement of public funds...combined punishment for several crimes, and sentenced to eight years and six months in prison..."
 "well!"
 Guo Xiaolan sighed, her husband's sentence was too long for her to accept.
 Song Shumin stood in the dock with his head held high, as if he had anticipated the outcome, and said with a sneer, "I obey the judgment and will not appeal."
 "Crack, click!"
 The reporter finally pressed the shutter of the camera, and the hearing audience also talked a lot, some clapped their hands and cheered, and some felt wronged for Song Shumin.
 In another time and space, six years after Song Shumin was released from prison, he was plagued by illness, his will was worn down, and his temples were graying. The once all-powerful corporate pride has become a little old man who can only fish and play chess.
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 From 2018 back to 1993, in my memory, the summer of that year was very hot.
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 Teren Hark – Quiet and ordinary at school. Passive and nothing noteworthy about him. However, one of his classmates thinks otherwise.
 Iesa Hun – Quiet but extraordinary. Aggressive when provoked. On top of the school's hierarchy because of her brains and beauty. Recently, she learned the secret about Teren Hark.
 He's a psychopath who had a rich history of murder, massacre, and other atrocities.
 But she has her fair share of secrets as well – she's a psychic who can read other people's thoughts, except, of course, the psychopath himself.
 Welcome to Mershen High where these two superhumans collide as they slowly learn each other's pasts and meet the world's hidden supernatural together while still trying to be proper students.
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 A calamity was to fall in this world, where evil spirits had been rampant.
 Ji Yan, an unpretentious man at his thirties, meant to save the world by hunting demons and devils. However, he was enchanted and subdued by them conversely as they were even prettier than fairies living in the Heaven.
 Conquered by demons, screwed by a lion, and pinned down by devils, Uncle Ji Yan was swept off his feet…
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 Master said, the woman I held in my hands, I must protect for the rest of my life 
 Master said, it’s hard to cultivate as a Demon, and once you enter the Demon Dao, you should never look back. 
 Master said, Heaven is a Circle and the Earth is a Square; that Circle represents (is) consummate perfection, and that Square represents (is) the edges and corners of one’s Heart, it’s a rebellion against Fate, a Disobedience to Heaven. 
 My master is named Ning Fan, he’s not a person, he’s merely a Butterfly who has entered Demonhood. He was searching for someone. No one knew who he was searching for. No one knew how long he would search for… 
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 Jingyi traveled to Konoha and became a temporary teacher of the Ninja School, but fortunately awakened the mentor system. 
 Reward for teaching others. 
 As a result, Jingyi began his career as a "teacher" in the ninja world. 
 Shisui: "Teacher's characteristic will of fire has made Uchiha really find his way!" 
 Asma: "The true meaning of jade is to protect the people, the advanced to drive the backward, so that Konoha can be stronger!" 
 Kakashi: " He was my life mentor, and he changed Konoha!" 
 ... 
 Years later, as Hokage's memoirs, Kyoichi wrote - I really just want to be a life mentor!
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 Growing up parentless, Shi Yan, who was left with a large inheritance money, bore a general disinterest in life.
 The only times he felt alive was when adrenaline coursed thorough his veins. He quickly found that extreme sports, bungyjumping, cave diving &amp; skydiving, gave him the biggest kicks. The bigger the adrenaline kick, the closer he was to death, the more alive he felt.
 Waking up in a pile of dead bodies in an unknown land, after a diving adventure had ended disastrously, he quickly realizes the body he now possessed was not his own.
 Follow Shi Yan as he explores this new world where danger lurks around every corner, and death is only a breath away; a world in which Shi Yan could not feel any more alive.
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 As a Rogue Immortal, Tang Qing felt that the pressure on him was very big because you will never know when the next Heavenly Tribulation will descend upon you. 
 Also, you will never know just how many Heavenly Tribulations you would have to overcome to finally come to the end of the Heavenly Tribulation. 
 Just right after overcoming the Ninth Layer Heavenly Tribulation, Tang Qing’s body got extremely damaged by the perverted Heavenly Tribulation. 
 After climbing out of the ruins and being met with an unfathomable encounter, he became the dao companion of a bunch of heavenly women……
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 The heavenly God of Warriors was betrayed by his true love and murdered at the very first night of wedding just because his merits made the monarch insecure. Reborn in a hundred years, Nie Tian would be an appendage no more. Reach the welkin, reverse the fate, reign over the heaven and reconstruct the worlds.
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 The MC was a former WCG Shanghai champion and ranked 8th in the world. For some unknown reason he didn’t take part and disappeared. At some time later he was working at a brothel during the launch of a new almost realistic VRMMORPG . So the employer decided to close the brothel and with her group (including the MC) playing the game for fortune.
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 In the year 2030, Samsara Online, a 100% immersive VRMMORPG that allows players to bring their innate real-world skills to the virtual world, is launched and supported by the World Central Bank.
 With terrifying analytical ability, inhuman reflexes, and monstrous reaction speed, Xie Feng's travel starts into a world that he will gradually discover is not as normal as it seems.
 It was also from that moment that Xie Feng's life started to deviate from the norm, changing his destiny completely.
 ”As long as I exist in this world, no one else is allowed to be #1!”
 ”All those who made her cry will pay!”
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 Note: In chapter 4 it might seem that something is forced, but trust me when I say that it is not.
 Everything has a logical reason, I just hope you continue reading to discover it!
 Note to readers who dislike the harem: The harem in this novel will not be like in 99% of the novels where the protagonist only picks up girls madly. This harem has a logical reason and a specific destiny connecting the protagonist with the girls. Believe me, if it wasn't a harem, at the end of the story you would just cry.
 Tags: Romance - Harem - R +18 - System - Reincarnation - Virtual Reality - Game elements - Student life - Mystery - Espers - Revenge - Cultivation - Gods - Demons - Angels - Fantasy - Adventure - Strong to Stronger - Cruel MC
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 Su Mutian was very distressed. 
 Crossed to the Douluo Continent and became the young god of Seagod Island. 
 The start was the fight between the Three Extreme Douluo, Bo Saixi blasted Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen, and Gou’s Su Mutian in the Seagod Temple gave directions without leaving home… At this point, the plot of the Douluo Continent began to skew. 
 [As Tang San’s ancestor, if Tang Chen marries his wife… Tang Chen line deviates by 30%, and a random Martial Spirit Level 20 will be rewarded! 】 
 [Qiandao Liu… Wait! Qian Daoliu also can’t have a wife, so Qian Jixun will not be born even if he finds the evil barrier, and Bibi Dong will not be insulted…The spirit hall line deviates by 40%, and the random spirit will be rewarded at level 25! 】 
 [If Hu Ayin is cut, then Tang San…Tang Hao’s line deviates by 60%, and the Jiu Cai Divine Sword will be awarded 50 levels! 】 
 [If Xiao Wu’s mother is not dead, and Xiao Wu has not gone to Notting College, then… Xiao Wu’s line deviates by 80%, and any 90-level distribution right will be rewarded! 】 
 [If Tang San was killed when he was born… successfully obliterated the protagonist line, then…] 
 Su Mutian’s expression gradually became more exciting. 
 This world is still very exciting. 
 [Fengshen, it starts from changing the plot of Douluo! 】 
 [The timeline of this book is relatively early, and the protagonist has his own development path. Disrupting Douluo’s worldview begins with this book! 】 
 [Fault Tang San for the future, save his life, and become a big boss from now on! 】
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 A Man who only know how to pit others, cross into the Uzumaki Naruto, with the strongest system to create the strongest harem. Keke ~ ~ said wrong, to create the strongest Hokage. An otaku: “Wait, let me see what this daily task is, um, very simple, kick the 3rd Hokage’s ass. Well, I admit that you can pit me, Hokage ass is not something a common man can kick. Or, even if you kicked, can the ANBU ninja let me go? God, who will save me.” A system: “I am God.” A otaku: “……….” “You see, I am going to do it. Isn’t it just kicking someone ass? What’s the big deal? After 18 years, Laozi will be a hero.”
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