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 The place Yuriel led them to was indeed the monster’s den, its entrance wide open and waiting for them.
 Though it was obvious that it was her first time in this place, Yuriel found her way easily, navigating through the forest like it was her own home. She cast a proud smile in Raphlet’s direction, but he was looking at the den with a grave expression.
 “Is that really the monster’s den?”
 It seemed he had been hoping for her ability to be proven wrong.
 The knights who went to survey the entrance came back and confirmed that it was indeed a den belonging to a monster. They then set fire to the entrance and efficiently disposed of the beasts that came out as they tried to escape.
 Watching from a safe distance under the protection of one of the knights, Yuriel tried to suppress the feeling of disgust that rose up.
 The sight before her was nothing but a ruthless slaughter.
 She found something odd as she glanced at the knights’ movements and asked the knight beside her, “Why aren’t they destroying the monsters’ cores? Don’t the monsters only lose their strength once their core is destroyed?”
 “You’re right. In critical situations, we choose to destroy their cores. However, their cores are also a powerful source of energy. There’s no other energy source that’s stronger than their cores, so when we’re able to subdue a monster completely, we collect their core instead of destroying it.”
 “Then, the energy that supplies power to the train…”
 “Yes, the train also relies on the core of a monster for power. In fact, the core it uses is from a strong monster that Commander Raphlet defeated himself,” the knight said proudly.
 “The same is true for the clock tower and drawbridge. They were the biggest attractions in the capital before they became the victims of terrorist attacks. The view of the bridge opening up and the boat passing below it was so popular that people would keep track of the time in order to see it. Though it’s just a simple bridge now that the core is gone,&nbsp; it was also built using the core of a monster that Commander Raphlet hunted.”
 “Oh, that’s right, I heard that terrorist attacks are frequent in the capital?”
 “Yes. You never know when or where you might get caught in an explosion, so it’d be best for you to be careful, Miss Yuriel.”
 “I understand. Thank you for your concern.”
 Yuriel nodded calmly, but in her heart, she felt a sense of uneasiness rising up.
 Monsters didn’t die unless their cores were destroyed. She witnessed too many times the sight of a monster constantly regenerating and attacking humans.
 If they weren’t destroying the cores and using it as a power source instead… Didn’t that mean the monsters could revive at any time?
 Her eyes followed one of the cores that the knights were moving. Its size was about the size of an adult’s face, and there were still traces of a monster stuck to it.
 It looked like the monster had tried to regenerate itself while still attached to the core, but ultimately failed.
 The blood remaining on the core was particularly eerie.
 For a moment, Yuriel thought it might have been fortunate that a terrorist attack destroyed the clock tower and drawbridge.
 Yuriel’s ability had been proven.
 After accurately predicting the location of the den, Yuriel officially became a member of Albraca’s strategy office.
 It was already the third subjugation since she had joined, and Helio was very satisfied, as there had yet to be any injuries or deaths.
 However, Yuriel was becoming noticeably thinner and weaker by the day.
 Unlike her dreams in the past, which ended quickly after a monster appeared, it was extremely stressful to endure dreams in which she also had to actively search for the monster before getting killed by them.
 There were times where Yuriel would abruptly wake up in the middle of the night, turn on the lamp in her room, and curl in on herself on the bed. But after learning that the lamp was powered by a monster’s core, she couldn’t bring herself to use it, and would stay up all night.
 It was unclear how he knew she would be in such a state, but at those times, Raphlet calmly entered her room, lifted her in his arms, then carried her to his room.
 Laying on his bed, Yuriel was able to calm down and regain her composure as she watched him work till dawn.
 “Didn’t I say it would be dangerous?” he would occasionally say to her as he sat in front of his desk after lighting several candles.
 Hugging her knees to her chest, Yuriel tilted her head and countered, “What do you mean? I’m not hurt at all though?”
 Raphlet turned slightly to examine her face before letting out a sigh. It seemed she didn’t understand what he meant. He shook his head and told her to go to sleep.
 And so, like this, Yuriel barely managed to get some sleep. Before she knew it, it was already time to leave for the next subjugation.
 The fourth subjugation had begun.
 Heading towards the subjugation site on her horse, Yuriel was lost deep in thought.
 As she accompanied the knights on the subjugations, she continued to encounter monsters and consequently death in her dreams.
 Though it was only natural for her to die helplessly when faced with an enemy she couldn’t overpower, a sudden question came to mind.
 Were monsters really beings she couldn’t fight and win against?
 ‘If I’m able to subdue the monsters, how would my dreams end?’
 What would happen if she were to blow up the monster’s den after she discovered it in her dream? Or what if she shot a monster with a gun?
 As Yuriel continued to ponder over the possibilities, she saw Helio standing not too far away and walked over.
 “Sir Helio.”
 Helio became noticeably friendlier as they spent time together during the last three subjugations. Though he didn’t like how she was close to Raphlet, his behavior seemed to reflect how he still wanted to treat her well since her ability was useful.
 He greeted her as she approached, eyes crinkling.
 “What is it, Miss Yuriel? Are you bored?”
 “No, that’s not it. You’re the last person I would choose to joke with even if I was bored. Rather, I was wondering if you could provide me with a gun and some explosives before I take the sleeping pills this time?”
 Helio tilted his head, frowning at her request.
 “Are you planning on sleeping while armed?”
 “If it’s not too dangerous.”
 “The gun won’t be dangerous if you put on the safety lock, as for the explosives… Well, it should be fine as long as they’re not lit… But would they be of any use in your dream?”
 “Wouldn’t it be useless if you can’t use it?” Helio muttered, looking straight ahead. Re-examining Yuriel’s words, he nodded his head after another moment of thought.
 “The gun would do you more bad than good since you don’t know how to use it. I’ll just prepare a couple of explosives for you instead.”
 “Hm… I might get caught in the crossfire if I use bombs. Would it be possible for you to provide me with just a gun instead?”
 “No, I can’t. Once this subjugation is over, I’ll teach you how to use one. Once you’ve learned how to use a gun, I’ll provide you with one. But until then, you’ll have to wait.”
 Yuriel nodded regretfully. Helio was right. If she was caught early on by a monster after rushing in with a weapon she didn’t even know how to use, the chances that her dream would end before she could even find the den was high.
 As always, Yuriel’s role was to be the bait.
 Her bottle of sleeping pills had already dwindled to half of its original amount. Although Yuriel was told it wouldn’t be good to take too many, it wasn’t easy for her to be able to fall asleep willingly, knowing that she’d end up having a dream where her life was always in danger.
 Dipping her feet in the small lake behind the campsite, she swung her feet absentmindedly. It was already nearing the end of summer.
 Helio came over and sat down roughly next to Yuriel, who was staring blankly at the sky.
 “Once this subjugation is over, there’ll be a short break.”
 “I see. It’ll be nice to relax.”
 There was a momentary silence as Helio stared at the sky like Yuriel, but he soon opened his mouth to speak once more.
 “Miss Yuriel, did your fits after dreaming get any better?”
 “Well…”
 “It seems the answer is no.”
 During the last subjugation, Helio had been the one by Yuriel’s side instead of Raphlet, as the latter was temporarily absent due to being called away by the temple.
 Helio had been completely taken aback when Yuriel-who had experienced getting torn to shreds by a monster-woke up screaming.
 She eventually had to be sedated by a medic as her screams showed no signs of ceasing. While under the effects of the sedative, she had barely managed to give the details regarding the monster she had seen in her dream before passing out.
 When she had woken up again, horrific screams followed.
 At a loss of what to do, Helio had pulled her into his embrace and tried to comfort her. But it had all been in vain, as Yuriel hadn’t been able to calm down in the slightest until Raphlet held her.
 It was only once she was in Raphlet’s arms that her breathing had managed to start evening out.
 For some strange reason, when Helio saw the two of them like that, he felt like his place had been stolen.
 It had been quite bizarre.
 He noticed Yuriel’s legs were thinner than when they had first met. She had originally been thin, but perhaps it was because she suffered through many hardships during the last subjugation that her legs dangling in the water of the lake looked pitifully frail.
 “What are you looking at like that?”
 It seemed he was staring at her legs too obviously. Yuriel covered her legs while shooting a side glance at him, but Helio simply gave her a smile and passed her a large towel.
 He had seen Yuriel playing in the water and had purposely come to give her this.
 Receiving the towel, Yuriel patted her legs dry. Her white legs looked even paler under the sun.
 She lowered her skirt, which had been pulled up to her knees, and was in the middle of putting on her shoes when she suddenly remembered something.
 “Oh, but I think I found a solution now.”
 “A solution to your breakdowns?”
 “Yes, though it’s a little embarrassing…”
 “Well, now I’m curious. What is it?”
 Gathering her legs and wrapping them in her arms, Yuriel turned her head towards Helio, her loose braids hanging off to the side.
 Yuriel fidgeted with her sweet, cream-like hair with her fingers as she awkwardly spoke, “If Raphlet touches me while I’m sleeping… I’m able to wake up feeling a bit more comfortable.”
 Helio opened his mouth slightly in surprise at the unexpected answer. In fact, he wasn’t able to close it.
 Yuriel stood up with a pout on her face and continued, “That’s why… Today, I’m going to ask Raphlet to keep touching me.”
 “...But are you sure you’re okay with that, Miss Yuriel? You’re going to let him touch your body however he wants while you’re asleep…?”
 “Yes, but it’s probably a bit too bothersome, isn’t it? Asking him to stroke my hair for two hours, I’m sure it’d just be a nuisance for him…” Yuriel muttered sheepishly.
 “Ah, your head… No, that should be fine. He’s a knight after all. Tell him to touch you as much as you want.”
 Gaining courage from Helio’s words, Yuriel ran off to find Raphlet.
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 A maid who is beaten on behalf of a noble boy.
 Some memories of her childhood were cruel, but Yuriel held no resentment towards the boy. Rather, she liked it–The hand that carefully applied medicine to her wounds was always warm.
 “M-Master, stop, Raph, sa, save…ah, mm…!” “That’s why.. I told you.. to wait.. till I returned.”
 But the Raphlet that appeared in her dreams showed nothing but passion and lust.
 Prophetic dreams. The ability that was like a stigma drove Yuriel towards an unknown future.
 All I want is to be next to you.
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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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 Three Emperors have died in quick succession. The prince whom nobody had taken notice of unexpectedly succeeds to the throne. He is quickly plunged into layers upon layers of danger. The Empress Dowager dislikes him, wishing to install a younger, more obedient Emperor. His half-brother dislikes him, accusing him of stealing the throne that is rightfully his. The palace attendants and servants dislike him, believing that he is not a true Emperor. The Child Emperor must save himself.
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 In the fourteenth year of the doomsday like a holographic game, Mo Ran, the top dead master, was cast aside by the three major races of humans, orcs, and elves. 
 Genocide? betray? Assassinated? This time, as long as I’m here, it’s impossible. 
 Humanity? Elf? Orcs? Take mine and return it, eat mine and spit it out, be prepared to pay the price! 
 Demining: 
 1. Gamification of doomsday is impossible, gamification of life is impossible, and gamification of doomsday is even more impossible. Don’t point at the background bar. 
 2. Both the heroine and the heroine are not good people. Everyone has different positions. They serve the plot. Don’t point at the hero and the heroine. 
 3. The author is glass-hearted, and all kinds of abuse will rebound ten times, don’t point at the author!
 Content tags: Rebirth Doomsday Games online games Shuangwen 
 Search keywords: Protagonist: Mo Ran ┃ Supporting role: Ming Yuechen ┃ Others: doomsday, holographic, strong 
 One sentence introduction: As long as I don’t die, you are all scum. 
 Conception: In online games, no matter what adversity, as long as you persevere, you can win.
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 Lin Wei Xi found out after she died that she was just a cannon fodder in a novel, used as contrast to the gentle and considerate and virtuous female lead.
 The male lead was her ex-husband, the dignified heir of Yan Wang, his family were superior and brilliant, but the heroine was not her.
 The female lead was her concubine-born younger sister, and her husband’s white moonlight, his cinnabar mole, no wonder! After Lin Wei Xi died, her husband finally married her sister as he wished.
 She watched coldly at the two like honey in the oil, in love and harmonious, everyone using the success of her younger sister to contrast the impropriety of the original wife.
 Lin Wei Xi sneered, okay, since your love moves the world, then this sister will come back and be your stepmother!
 So she married her ex-husband’s father, the father-in-law she never met in the previous life, the country’s God of war, who has not remarried after losing his wife, the one that hold military power, the brilliant Yan Wang.
 Later Yan Wang, who was in his prime years and used to act decisively, looked at his small, delicate, much younger wife, and had a headache.
 No matter, she is still young, he have to spoil her, indulge her, teach her.
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 Jiang Jinjin transmigrated into a book, a campus story and became the stepmother of the second male protagonist, and throughout the text, the description of this stepmother is very little, with a rough estimate of no more than two hundred words.
 The male protagonist was sixteen years old this year which was the most rebellious period in a person’s life.
 The male lead’s father was thirty-nine years old this year, mature and refined, self-sufficient and unfathomable.
 He was not someone she can handle, so she slipped away.
 Jiang Jinjin, who was very self-aware, was obsessed with money under the identity of Madam Zhou, but she didn’t expect that along with money, she had to manage the father and son at the same time.
 Jiang Jinjin was stunned. Does father and son have some kind of weird habits. Obviously she only treated them as her tools.
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 The day he snaps her virginity, he loses himself to her. Over a night, the frugal orphan girl Lu Raorao who everyone loathes becomes the daughter-in-law of Qing Family, making everyone jealous. Before people, he is the superior hardhearted CEO, while behind people, he is the husband who dotes on his wife. “Mr. President, give me a break.” She feels sore in her garden. And he smiles and flings himself upon her who has just pulled herself together again… 
 “Okay. Wait till your afterlife.”
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 I have a secret hidden in my heart-I have loved Gu Tingchen for nine years.
 When he was young, he often followed him. When he was old, he finally became his wife.
 But he didn’t give me love, no mercy at all.
 I used the divorce and the power of the Shi family to lure him into a relationship, but he was not moved.
 He will never remember that little girl who was nervous and cautiously followed behind him.
 It was not until after the divorce that I realized that the so-called deep affection was only touching me.
 I didn’t even know until I died—the man I loved who was as gentle as the breeze was never him.
 I recognized the wrong person from the beginning.
 The so-called deep affection and single-mindedness are nothing but self-deception.
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 Six robots on the run after being given an order to self destruct land on an unknown planet outside the range of every other interstellar planet. Without a human master, these six elite military robots are prepared to die, that is until they meet a four year old boy, the last child of the original planet called Earth. 
 Mu Gen lived on the forgotten planet for 16 years with his “adopted” father, five uncles and one little brother. After the robots decide it is time for Mu Gen to live with other humans, they embark on a mission to bring him into society. 
 With the mission to go into society, the seven robots and the 16 year old Mu Gen travel through space, dodging meteors, flying at fast speeds and soon stumble upon … 
 A giant chicken??! 
 Young Olivia modelled his spaceship after a famous childhood cartoon chicken and went galavanting through space. With long blond hair, multiple piercings and an ‘I don’t care’ attitude and dinosaur heritage, Olivia is surprised to see a small spaceship attach to his MengMeng undetected. 
 These two talented youngsters begin their journey that will bring great changes to the world. And the first thing they want to do is…. 
 Mu Gen: To become a chef! 
 Olivia: Then I’ll be become a patisserie… and open a shop with Mu Gen… ≥∇≤ 
 (Note: This is not a romance novel. It’s about the life and progress of Mu Gen and Olivia as they grow and become adults.) 
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 Yun Muxi was a young scriptwriter in the 21st century who once time-traveled back into the olden days of China.
 There, she met and fell in love with the Emperor, Duanmu Gongyu. After a torturous heartbreak, the duo separated and never saw each other again.
 When Yun Muxi returned to the modern world, she ended up working with a rising actor, Gong Yu, who happened to be the same man she once loved with her whole heart. As soon as he set his eyes on her, the feelings of yesterday came back and he was determined to make her his again.
 As Gong Yu tried to woo Yun Muxi repeatedly, she realized that she found it hard to resist his charms. However, the duo was trapped in a series of events that made falling in love impossible.
 The modern-day Yun Muxi now has a daughter while the father of the child remained unknown. Gong Yu, on the other hand, had developed a history of heart attack.
 On top of that, their story unraveled with shocking truths at every turn. The star-crossed lovers were faced with steep challenges that constituted the endless list and many sacrifices had to be made.
 Would they eventually be given the chance to love freely?
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 Envy, the fallen god, began to do harm to three thousand small worlds in order to regenerate the bones and flesh and blood.
 She just wants to lose her heart and doesn’t want to lose her mind, but the big guys are very clingy.
 Fierce school grass: “You are not allowed to look at others, you are only allowed to look at me!”
 Iceberg Actor: “The rest of my life will be you!”
 Young handsome Gao Leng: “For you, I am willing to give up everything!”
 The cute zombie king: “Sister, I will be good, love me, okay?”
 Ruthless emperor: “Jiangshan is hired, but you are the only one in the harem!”
 Cruel vampire: “Baby, you are so sweet.”
 [Slap on the face, sweet pet, the heroine does not collapse, the original owner’s design]
 [1V1 The body and mind are clean, the hero goes down to the world, and the heroine passes through]
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 She, the prime minister’s daughter, was timid and cowardly. Because her engagement fell through, and her reputation was ruined, she was pressured to spill her own blood in the palace hall! Once again opening her eyes, the cowardice had vanished, replaced by coldness, causing others to be intimidated at first glance. Yet no one realized, she was not her.
 He, the current dynasty’s Chu Wang, served the country and brought peace and stability. Peerless and magnificent, all the girls under the Heavens eagerly pursued him! He helped her break off her engagement in the palace hall, but she avoided him at a great distance. He set his mind to pursue her, but she didn’t intend to love him.
 At home, the turbulent currents of government affairs surged violently, disputes from every country continued to spring up everywhere. The stunning her who had been reborn, and how she didn’t bat an eyelid to resolve that terrifying carnage; her name had shaken the whole world!
 When the dust had settled, and the song and dance had ceased, who could hold hands with her and look upon this thousand-year golden age, this flourishing ten thousand miles? Nowadays in this land under the Heavens, everyone spoke of how Chu Wang was cunning and two-faced, he desired the whole world, and was someone they seriously could not provoke. Yet the one they could not provoke even more was his Wang Fei – Yun Qian Meng! Anyone who provoked Chu Wang Fei, must surely be prepared to lose their necks!
 A breathtaking rebirth, a thrilling marriage, in the blink of an eye the once weak woman had become the honorable Chu Wang Fei!
 Wang Fei: In the palace chambers, between the feasts, smiles are hiding daggers, with layers and layers of plots and machinations; those who hurt my flesh and blood will have to pay the price.
 Chu Wang: In these troubled times, carrying the fire beacon, over thousands of miles of fortresses and mountains, I have traveled to the distance to these border stations; if you dare to hurt my wife I will take your life.
 Wang Fei: In another country, in a foreign land, will his thoughts stay pure? The princess of another nation is graceful and beautiful, will “a pair of people for one life” change?
 Chu Wang: Returning home, difficult problems arise. As green hills extend into the distance, beautiful flowers and tender feelings grow deeply; dealing with the ruler and his ministers is harder than rising into Heaven.
 That night, all the monarchs struggled for power, smoke rising all around; that night, the husband and wife were separated, neither humble nor haughty; that night, the land was in great disorder, lying corpses filled the plains; that night, whose heart was confused, whose family was broken, whose country was lost?
 In the chaos of war, during their separation, separated by thousands of miles of unmoving mountains and rivers, the gentleman’s heart and the wife’s heart never changed. In the lonely city without aid, hand in hand as before, they advanced together while chatting lightly about this West Chu country.
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 Chu Qiao was known as Agent 005 within the Secret Service’s 11th Division in her former life. She was locked up in the Secret Service’s prison as she was framed. After she successfully broke out from prison, she sacrificed her life bravely to preserve the Secret Service by defusing a bomb meant to wipe them out.
 After her demise, she was magically transported back in time to the Xia Dynasty to start a new life, where she assumed the identity of an 8-year-old female servant. In order to help Yan Xun, the Prince of Yan Bei, escape, she lived in the imperial palace for eight years along with him. In the process, they helped each other to become stronger such that they could rebel against the Xia Empire and return to the territory of Yan Bei.
 The first half of the novel depicts vividly how the two characters go through thick and thin, hand in hand – Chu Qiao helping Yan Xun to achieve his dreams and Yan Xun’s love towards Chu Qiao. However, the two of them start to drift apart due to their conflicting personalities – Chu Qiao having a kind hearted nature and Yan Xun having the airs of a prince: arrogant and boisterous.
 Chu Qiao eventually leaves Yan Xun and ends up together with Zhuge Yue, who had always fancied her all along. The two of them eventually become recognised as the famous Queen of Beauty and the King of the Green Sea, establishing a prosperous, long-standing and stable dynasty. The old monarchy system was undoubtedly and easily scrapped; the new Xia Empire, helmed by the two of them, rose from the verge of its downfall like a phoenix from the ashes!
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