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 The setting sun sinks, and after the twilight falls, the wind and sand in the sky become a breathtaking ‘monster’. Losing the warmth of the sun, the ice-cold sand dust hitting the skin one by one, sucking her body temperature non-stop.
 The ruined city of Changfeng is not just a name.
 Located under a high slope, the entire ruined city is pierced by a never-ending gust of wind. It can blow people into dried meat during the day, and freeze them into dried corpses at night.
 Under such a drastic temperature difference, if it is an ordinary person who is unprepared, he will fall coldly in the ruins within a few hours-thinking of this, Jing An can't help but tighten the wrapper around her body.
 Under the prompt of the system, all the troubles caused by the environment will be easily solved.
 He even bought a whole piece of cashmere cotton quilt for the old popsicle, and wrapped up the half-human dog.
 "System, where are we now?"
 [Hint: After analysis, it has not been out of the scope of Changfeng Ruin City. After eight hours of movement, the Red Flame Red Python just moved from the center to the other edge]
 [Judging from the action trajectory, the situation of the red python is not ideal. It seems to have temporarily abandoned its hunting plan, and wants to rest for a while to restore its state]
 "He wants to rest... Is there no way to harass it?"
 [Analysis... It is recommended that the host choose to guard, and the effect of active harassment will not be too obvious. At the same time, if the red python is angered, the possibility of the host's death on the spot is as high as 94%]
 Jing'an couldn't help slowing down upon hearing this. He looked forward, but only saw the endless flying sand and the darkness in the sky.
 However, relying on the system's prompts, he understood that a two-story ruined building nearly 800 meters away was Red Python's foothold today.
 A little unwilling flashed in Jing'an's eyes, but finally gave up the plan reluctantly.
 Still not strong enough, even the red pythons that deal with such injuries have such a high mortality rate.
 In order not to reveal their whereabouts, one person and one dog dare to stay far behind. And under the cover of the wind and sand, the nose of the old popsicle is not very good at this time-between breathing, the sky full of yellow sand will flood into the respiratory tract, no dog would like this environment.
 Fortunately, under the lock-in of the system, Jing'an would not completely lose sight of the target.
 He looked around, and after a while he picked out a half-collapsed bungalow, and walked over with the old popsicle cautiously.
 In the area near the edge, the surrounding ruined buildings also appear sparse. Obviously, in the subsequent operations, there are not many natural shelters that can help Jing'an cover her body.
 If we follow up tomorrow, it seems that we have to follow a bit more loosely...
 "Old popsicle, let's take a break."
 The old popsicle on the side stopped in good time, and it even opened its mouth and hit Hache. A pair of clever dog eyes looked up and down at Jing'an and exhaled a mouthful of moist heating.
 "Woo..."
 [Translation: Give me something to eat, I'm exhausted]
 A whole piece of biscuit was compressed into a brick-like biscuit, which was held in a paper bag after being opened, mixed with a little drinking water.
 Jingan crushed it and stirred it until it swelled into a paste, and placed it in front of the old popsicle.
 "Eat it."
 The old popsicle did not have the habit of picky eaters. It fell down and immediately buried its head in the pile of scorpion-the torment of blood scorpion toxins, coupled with the constant tracking, it was already very hungry.
 Jing'an slowly chewed the dry rations, and looked out the dim window with a slight low tone.
 "Today...thank you."
 "Wang."
 [Translation: You’re welcome, I’ll just have a long snack next time]
 Jing'an laughed blankly, and he reached out and touched the greasy head of the old popsicle.
 "Do you want to think about it and go now?"
 The gorging movement couldn't help but stop, the old popsicle raised his head, his beard and nostrils were full of yellow paste, and his eyes filled with a strange smell.
 "call."
 [Translation: Why is it so sudden? 】
 Jing'an touched the back of her head, weighed the words, and slowly confided in her heart.
 "As you can see, my next actions will only become more and more dangerous. As smart as you, you will not fail to understand."
 There is no need to say anything, the huge body of the red flame red python has already surfaced in the mind of the old popsicle. It shrank its head subconsciously, pressed its ears back, and finally paralyzed into a pair of airplane ears.
 "Woo..."
 [Translation: I'm curious, what on earth do you want to do? 】
 It is indeed extremely rare for a dog to ask these words.
 "To save people, to be stronger, to..."
 Jing'an pursed her lips, and said in one last word.
 "In order to allow me to do more."
 Thinking back to those faces that had been distorted because of the pain, his teeth were closed and his complexion was solemn.
 Jing'an never thought it was a perfect world.
 The ubiquitous radiant energy, the manic and huge mutant beast, squeezed and deprived the city-state.
 Despite being a human for two lives, Jing'an should have become more slick and even more mature. But for such a distorted and desperate world, he still couldn't adapt.
 If the strength is stronger, if you can go further...
 Maybe Knoll won't get sick, and the two kind and peaceful old people don't have to suffer from illness.
 "I want to change many, many people and things, and these all require great power."
 The old popsicle licked the paste in his nostrils and tilted his head-although it can communicate with people, it involves a deeper level of humanistic concepts... Obviously, it can't understand these.
 "Wow!"
 [I don’t quite understand what you are talking about, but I don’t hate it, I like the feeling of running outside]
 Is it a way of thinking that emphasizes both instinct and wisdom...
 Jing'an leaned back against the side wall, looked up and down the old popsicles, and continued with a smile.
 "Then continue working together for a while. I was a little worried. I thought that letting you live outside might not last for two days, but now it seems that I think too much."
 Not only can they escape from the blood under the hands of the blood scorpion and the red python, but they can even help others in a critical moment. The ease of use may be a bit exaggerated, but at least it proves that the old popsicles are by no means idlers.
 At least, the current Jing'an can't do this at all.
 "Working under my hands is too awkward."
 The old popsicle didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, and stuffed his long face in the mush under him.
 [Hint: Action analysis-old popsicles don’t care about these]
 [Hint: For a hunting dog, it is his instinct to cooperate with people. If you want to re-tame the wild wolf-like nature, it takes several years of stocking life.]
 Jing An couldn't help but sighed, leaning back against the broken side wall, and slowly closing his eyes.
 "The system increases the alert range to two hundred meters. If there is an obvious hostile intrusion, it will wake me up immediately."
 [Reminder: understand, the alert range has been adjusted]
 The detection of the system is omni-directional, which is completely reassuring. After that, Jing'an's consciousness began to blur and fell into a deep sleep.
 ...
 [Detected group movement, analysis...The host is not the target of the attack, the routes do not overlap]
 [Choose to ignore]
 Losing consciousness, Jing'an didn't notice this abnormality, only the old popsicle in the dark night pricked up his ears, but in the end he remained unmoved.
 No words for a night.
 When the sun shines through the ruins in the early morning, it is cut, and the blocked beam suddenly becomes mottled and fragmented. At this time, it is shining on Jing'an's body of different sizes.
 Its daybreak.
 The biting chill receded like a tide, and gusts of wind with hot sand poured in from the gap, awakening Jing'an from sleep.
 "Is the temperature difference so exaggerated..."
 Just as the sun rises and the sun sets, there are obvious changes in the somatosensory temperature difference. Jing'an took off her windproof and warm jacket while looking around.
 The old popsicle's body is more sensitive than Jing'an. It wobbled its tail and stood in the gap and looked out.
 "Wow!"
 Even without a systematic translation, Jing'an felt the excitement of the former.
 A few steps forward, after paralleling with the old popsicles, Jing'an couldn't help showing a look of surprise at the "spectacle" in front of her—under her feet was a whole residential bungalow area. After extending outward, there was a vaguely discernible road. .
 With this severely corroded two-way convection lane as the boundary, I saw a group of strange-looking monsters crouching outside a building.
 "This is... a monkey?"
 Jing'an's eyes were slightly narrowed, and he carefully looked at the monsters who were close to their height, covered with yellow bristles and bulging muscles.
 Hundreds of monkeys surrounded the ruins of a two-story building, scratching their heads.
 The twittering is not an exaggeration. In fact, if it is not because of the wind vent, it may be mistaken for the sound of deformed wind.
 [Hint: Sand monkeys are mutated and evolved beasts that travel in groups. In order to adapt to the environment, sand monkeys have extremely strong physical functions, which also causes them to have extreme sensitivity to blood and various fluids]
 Jing An nodded secretly, Dang even understood the reason.
 A small half of his head was slashed open by a sandworm. Without the action of external force, the red python could not heal overnight. He rubbed his chin silently and asked quietly.
 "Are they all attracted by snake blood...System, how strong is the sand monkey?"
 [In the analysis... the strength of individual sand monkeys will only be stronger than ordinary people. Because of the difference between body muscle and body density, sand monkeys are more likely to highlight their body shape. The stronger the sand monkeys in appearance, the higher their social status, and they will also be powerful competitors for the patriarch.]
 It's just a bit stronger than ordinary people.
 Jing'an keenly grasped this important information, but he still had time to diverge his thoughts. One person and one dog saw a sand monkey that was elevated and more than two meters tall suddenly jumped up from the group of monkeys.
 "Karma! Wow quack!"
 [Translation: hunting, blood, flesh, opportunity for evolution]
 I don't know if the systematic translation is too straightforward, or because Sand Monkey's language ability is unexpectedly lacking. Just as this seemingly leader of the sand monkey was mobilizing, a vague red light flashed away.
 It was like a giant steel beast moving at high speed, hitting the sand monkey blocking the road without any pause. It wasn't until most of the body was exposed to the first sun that the monkeys reacted, screaming or roaring.
 "Out."
 In Jing'an's solemn expression, the red python slightly raised his neck, an undulating arc bulged from his throat, and then slipped down, until it disappeared into the flat snake body.
 The seemingly majestic Sand Monkey leader died just like that.
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 [Warning: A group of zombies and dogs are being tracked behind the host, which is being tracked based on breath, with a fatality rate of 65%]
 [Warning: The search found that the black demon is approaching fast, an adult male, abnormally dangerous, with a fatality rate of 99%]
 Jing’an shuddered.
 [Re: The host moves six steps to the left, and can hide in the cave after opening the camouflage turf, the survival rate is 100%]
 Whoops, this is fine.
 [Hint: the tears of a mermaid, the venomous sac of a sea snake, the black blood of an evil spirit. A medicine mixed with three materials can evolve the host’s mutation pathway]
 Seeing the bubble of purple soup in front of him, Jing’an looked embarrassed.
 Is there no other way?
 [Hint: The host can add a spoonful of white sugar to increase the taste]
 “Wow!”
 (Do you drink it or not? Give it to me if you don’t! I have to evolve too!)
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 # swords and magic
 This is a world of swords and magic. Here, sorcerers and knights are well established, while alchemists and forge smiths are revered by the Empire. Mas transmigrated from Earth to this world and became an apprentice alchemist. This was a very noble status, a brilliant alchemist could command the respect of any major city. Mas was also proud of his own position. But he didn’t expect that his teacher was actually a huge fraudster, who used subpar alchemy products to trick the Royal Capital.
 When they came knocking on the door fuming with killing intent, Mas’s teacher Wosk had already run away. While Mas, who was his student, was left behind to deal with this mess. If Mas was unable to hand up alchemy products that are powerful enough, he would be burnt alive by the people of the Great Empire. Just then, he finally awakened the God-tier Alchemist System and received the Creator’s Alchemy Station. On this station, any monster could be created. [Obsidian Gargoyle], [Lightning Naga], [Iron Golem], [Granite Golem], [Puppet Dragon], [Laval Titan]…… One after another legendary alchemy creatures were born in the hands of Mas, and he gradually gained the title of the God of Alchemy!
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 In this new era of beast control, who can become the worthy king of beast control?
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 Cavaliers can only rely on horses? A knight without a horse is a waste? In the view of Hughes, who was troubled by his father’s thinking and reality, only the knighthood is king!!
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 This is a story of an ordinary boy gaining unusual powers from his nightmares… It all started when Lin Sheng experienced something strange on what he thought was just another normal day. He begins to have recurring dreams that lead him on an incredible journey of discovery as he encounters spine-chilling monsters and elusive secrets.
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 In the Cross religion, God is the only one, and all miracles are in the hands of the one and only God; 
 The “right side” of God, in the Cross religion, means “equal to God”; 
 The ‘Demon God’ in the forbidden, the ‘beast’ in FATE, the ‘Gods of the gods’ of the godslayer, the ‘Witch Cult’ from zero, the ‘Final Trial of Humanity’ in Hakoniwa… 
 This is a story of transmigrating into the son of Aleister Crowley, the ‘world’s most evil man’, waving his right hand, and ascending to the God of Crusades. 
 “The magic name ‘BEAST’ 777 means ‘I will overcome the evil of mankind’!”
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 One day, Song Shuhang was suddenly added to a chat group with many seniors that suffered from chuuni disease. The people inside the group would call each other ‘Fellow Daoist’ and had all different kinds of titles: Palace Master, Cave Lord, True Monarch, Immortal Master, etc. And even the pet of the founder of the group that had run away from home was called ‘monster dog’. They would talk all day about pill refining, exploring ancient ruins, or share their experience on techniques.
 However, after lurking inside the group for a while, he discovered that not all was what it seemed…
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 Su Qin accidentally crossed the Douluo Continent and wrote a legend that belongs to him… 
 Tang San: “Brother, can you do anything besides Jian (sword)?” 
 Su Qin: “I still have a good pot of fairy brew. Would you like to have a bite? It’s effective!” 
 Tang San: “Brother, why don’t you draw your sword, do you look down on me?” 
 Su Qin: “Bian (sword) has an air of 30,000 miles, and a cheap (sword) has nineteen continents! I am too powerful, I am afraid you can’t afford it!”
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 When I woke up after being transported to another world, I am suddenly the antagonist? This script is wrong! I stole the other guy’s girl! I also have a super strong big sister! This script is even more wrong! There’s even an Overgod Space, along with the infinite worlds? I must be dreaming! Wu Ming calmly maintains his neutral expression and journeys ever onwards.
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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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 Lu Yu traveled through time. 
 I traveled through time and became a golden eagle in the zoo. Fortunately, I have a system. 
 Soar to the sky and become the overlord of the sky. 
 Later, he discovered that this was the era of spiritual revival. 
 The first spiritual energy revived, rushed into the sky, covered the sky and the sun, and shocked the world; 
 The second time spiritual energy revived, the world changed dramatically, and demons were rampant. However, the sky was regarded as a forbidden land, and no one dared to fly across it. 
 The third time the spiritual energy was revived, strong men emerged one after another, and the monsters were so powerful that the Lion and Camel King of Shituoling Mountain, the Bull Demon King of Cuiyun Mountain, the Spider Spirit of Pansi Cave, and the Jade-faced Princess of Jilei Mountain... all bowed their heads to the sky! 
 The fourth time the spiritual energy was revived, he was decreed to be the king of the sky, commanding the winged tribes in the world, becoming the leader of the world, and being worshiped by all tribes! 
 No matter the vicissitudes of life or the changes of the times, Yushen always dominates the times. 
 In his era, who dares to claim to be invincible, and who dares to claim to be invincible? 
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 Victor was a normal 21-year-old man, he grew up in a loving family that helped him take care of himself knowing that he had a practically incurable disease, the RH null blood, he was the owner of a rare blood type...
 But what Victor didn't know, is that this blood type was a delicacy in the supernatural world, creatures that fed on blood loved his blood type...
 And that blood he hated would be the factor that would make Victor the greatest vampire of all time.
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 [A/N: The cover is mine, it's original.]
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 When he woke up, Ye Zhiqiu’s soul passed through the Douluo Dalu and became Tang San’s neighbor and a young boy. 
 Ye Zhiqiu, who had originally thought that Yu Sheng could only hug Tang’s three legs tightly, awakened his main martial arts spirit at the age of six, and followed by the Hokage Emotional God System. 
 Since then, he has gone farther and farther on the road of poison tongue. 
 Eight-door Dunjia battles the world, and Xu Zuo can determine the universe!
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