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 "Ah... are you kidding me?!"
 Sigmund seemed to feel his blood getting colder, and his movements froze violently.
 "Don't be in a daze, my sister will tell me stories every day at this time." The little boy urged from the bedroom.
 And now it was close enough that Sigmund finally noticed something strange.
 The girl in front of her was not breathing.
 He holds out his hand.
 The skin is delicate but cold.
 Is this a dead man?
 This boy put a dead body in his room, and then played the game of sister and brother sickly?
 His back was wet with cold sweat, and Sigmund felt his scalp swell.
 "wrong……"
 Looking at the girl in front of him, Sigmund discovered other abnormalities.
 Although the azure eyes were deep and charming, they were lifeless. He held the girl's arm and squeezed it hard.
 Under the softness came a piece of hardness, and then he found subtle marks on the girl's knuckles.
 "It's not a corpse...it's a puppet!"
 "Beautiful!"
 "The time is coming, I want to hear the story, I want to hear the story!"
 "I'm angry if I don't tell a story!"
 The boy's yells came from behind, sharp and high-pitched, which made Sigmund feel his eardrums swell in hysteria.
 "Wait a moment, Master Nick."
 Sigmund responded casually, then stretched out his arms, one wrapped around the girl's shoulder, and the other passed through the other's knee.
 "Good weight!"
 Although there is no comparison, after taking the enhanced fruit, although Sigmund looks thin at this time, his strength is much stronger than that of ordinary adults.
 But even so, he felt his body shake when he exerted all his strength.
 "At least twice the weight of a girl of the same size."
 If the inside is wood, it is not difficult to explain.
 No wonder this young master needs a male servant. Even if two women carry this weight together, it may not be very convenient.
 There might even be something torn off in the tug.
 What about the layer of skin that can be attached to the outside?
 Except that there is no temperature, it seems that it is not much different from normal people.
 even more subtle...
 Sigmund didn't dare to think about it.
 In the room, Nick was already lying on the bed early, and Sigmund put the girl by his side according to the other party's instructions.
 Next, Nick broke the girl's hands, curled himself up in the girl's arms, and finally directed Sigmund to take out a wooden card about ten centimeters from the cabinet next to it.
 The surface of the card is covered with uneven floating points of different sizes.
 "Plug it in!"
 Nick pointed to the back of the girl's head.
 Holding the card in his hand, Sigmund was slightly taken aback.
 "Have you never used a pneumatic phonograph?"
 The boy's voice was sharp.
 Grooves, cards, machines... It turns out that this is what Nick meant by storytelling.
 Sigmund swallowed, and parted the hair on the back of the girl's head with his left hand, and found a shallow groove there.
 "Crack!"
 He pushes in the card.
 The next second the girl opened her mouth, but the voice came from her chest.
 "Honey, let's listen to a new story today."
 "Sister's red dress...a long, long time ago..."
 Nick buried his head in the girl's chest and waved to Sigmund at the same time.
 "Close the door and go out, I'll call you if needed."
 After speaking, he closed his eyes intoxicated.
 Obviously there is no scary picture, but the weirdness in front of him even surpasses Sigmund's experience in the recirculation space.
 He didn't want to stay in this room for a second, so he quickly retreated to the door and closed the door.
 A muffled sound came from the crack in the door.
 It was obviously just an ordinary story, but Sigmund's mouth was dry and his eyelids twitched wildly.
 From then on until dinner, Sigmund fully acted as a tool man under Nick's command.
 He put the girl in various poses, told stories and drank afternoon tea, and even pushed the girl around the ruined manor on a cloudy day.
 Everywhere he went, Nick always talked about the many experiences between the two. Apart from being weird, Sigmund also felt an inexplicable sadness.
 Through Nick's narration, combined with many furnishings in the house, he also figured out some of the family's past.
 Nick's family used to run the largest doll production workshop in the whole city, and the dolls they produced were delicate and lifelike.
 But later, due to unknown reasons, the loss of the core technology led to the decline of the entire family business.
 Nick's sister died in an accident when he was younger, and his parents took a lot of effort to make a doll the same size as their daughter.
 Recently, the husband and wife were rushing to other cities to negotiate a contract. Only Butler Nick and many servants were left in the manor.
 Finally, at dinner time, Sigmund had a moment of respite. He was already hungry and came to the small room where the servants ate.
 Potato bacon and green salad.
 For servants, this kind of food was already a bit too rich, and Sigmund gave himself enough food for three people.
 But not long after he sat down, the light in front of him dimmed, and a thin figure sat in front of him.
 The other party has short, thin brown hair, thin cheeks and bright eyes, and his most special hands are so delicate that they don't fit his identity.
 "Your name is Sigmund, right? I'm Steve. I'll sit next to you when I come."
 Sigmund glanced up at the other party and smiled.
 "I remember you, and you did sit next to me, next to the three people to my left."
 Steve was not embarrassed by being exposed by Sigmund, "My friend, before we came here, we signed short-term contracts. Although the salary here is good, have you ever thought about what will happen after the contract ends?"
 "Do you want to make a fortune?" Steve smiled mysteriously, then suddenly lowered his voice.
 "I've asked about you. You are short of money. Your father, who is locked up in the police station, needs a lot of money."
 "Let's hear it?" Although the Steve in front of him always gave people a feeling of being too shrewd, he was right. The current Sigmund really needs a lot of money.
 "I will come to you when the time comes."
 Seeing that Sigmund was moved, Steve gave up as soon as he saw it. This guy was very appetizing. He smiled at Sigmund, picked up the plate and walked away.
 After the dinner, everyone was summoned to the concert hall on the side of the first floor, and listened to a piano performance according to the butler's instructions.
 This manor is very strange from the master to the servants. The new servants are only assigned simple tasks, and private conversations with the original servants in the manor are strictly prohibited.
 In addition, after three meals a day, they had to gather in the concert hall. Standing behind the crowd, Sigmund could only see half of the side face of the girl playing the piano.
 The melody is light and brisk, except for some mechanical dullness, there is nothing wrong with it.
 Sigmund only worked during the day, so after doing some simple work, he returned to the servants' lounge.
 When the night comes, the sea breeze outside the window is howling, and countless tiredness is swept away.
 Rumble.
 Thunder roared, lightning flashed across the night sky, and Sigmund, who was sleeping soundly, opened his eyes suddenly.
 He was woken up by starvation.
 At this moment, he also noticed something unusual in his consciousness.
 "The transformation of the enhanced fruit is completed, the spiritual power is gathered, and the first stage of extraordinary enlightenment is opened. Please reserve a large amount of nutrition in time for the basic transformation of the body..."
 In addition, the logo of the nightmare carriage appeared in the depths of his consciousness, and on the logo was a flashing hourglass.
 "Nightmare carriage summoning countdown..."
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 My name is Sigmund, and this is the 27th day and the first day after my crossing. 
 Snowstorm, mountain village. 
 27 days is just the same day of reincarnation. 
 Cold and hungry, and a faint growl in the wind and snow. 
 In 27 days, I had 11 broken arms and 3 legs. 
 Don’t be surprised, I also buried 7 of myself. 
 Until the 28th day, in the diffuse snow, a dark ghost carriage broke the time cycle and appeared in front of my eyes. 
 The door opened, and the ancient parchment rolled slowly 
 Another world gold finger, or a novice reward for signing in for 28 days? 
 Between on and off, Sigmund was lost in thought. 
 ………… 
 Traveling through time and space and nightmares, every time the carriage arrives, Sigmon gets rewards and becomes stronger, but even so, he still stubbornly believes that this car… is not serious. 
 Only because that day the carriage brought him two silver-haired women, one large and one small. 
 “My name is Ciri, and I’m from Kyle Morhan.” 
 “My name is Maria, from the Star Clock Tower.” 
 Are your horses pulling carts or pulling skins? 
 joke! I am a decent person, what can I do? 
 Ha ha……
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 Hello, welcome to join the scp foundation, as a D-level personnel, you will get the following benefits:
 First, you will get a unique identification number printed on your brand new orange clothes (prison uniform), such as D-213.
 That’s not enough, you will also get a brand new name, which you will use to communicate with each other in the future! Like Billy-D.
 As a D-Class, you just have to satisfy your superiors, and they’re good guys with guns! They will help you to have friendly interactions with all kinds of safe creatures (help the ten-meter killer lizard clean the room)
 In order to protect your health at all times, our infirmary is always open, even if your work here is as easy as taking a walk!
 When you’re done with a D-Class for a month, you can go home (and be shot), no matter what prisoner you were-
 Don’t wait any longer, come and join scp!
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 This novel is also known as Transcendental Mechanic
 What do you do when you wake up and find yourself inside the very game that you love?
 What do you do when you realize you that you have not only become an NPC – you have even been thrown back in time to before the game even launched!
 What will happen when our protagonist’s two realities coincide?
 Han Xiao was a professional power leveler before his transmigration. Using his past life’s knowledge, Han Xiao sweeps through the universe as he prepares for the arrival of the players. This is definitely not your typical transmigration novel.
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 After an accidental death, in order to continue to live, Gu Bai had to choose to go through various wonderful books to complete tasks.
 Every time he became a variety of small cannon fodder inside the story, Gu Bai’s code of conduct when completing task is – by all means, don’t be inferior, don’t be shameless, don’t be upright… hold on to a golden thigh.
 … N times after transmigrating
 Cannon fodder: (angry contempt) … You’re already so powerful, why are you still shamelessly holding on to a golden thigh to deal with us!?
 Gu Bai: (deadpan) That… holding and holding… got used to it…
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 Want to know how fast a raptor with a fast silver gene sequence can run?
 Wondering how many times the Zerg with venom symbiotes have been strengthened?
 Want to know how the different dragons with Chimoto Sakura pretend?
 Want to know how cockroaches with super regeneration factors exhaust their enemies?
 Would you like to know how much the fungus blanket with various BUFF auras can add to the Zerg ability?
 Want to know the result of the Zerg with Pim particles sneaking into the enemy’s body and then suddenly getting bigger?
 Want to know how the thunder beast with the sound of thunder tramples the Marvel world?
 It has 180 types of arms and 360 variants of branches. They have different abilities, infinite advancement, and can generate arms with different uses.
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 The Cloud Continent, respected by martial arts, the great world descends, and geniuses gather.
 This era is a stage for evil evildoers.
 Han Yu, who is a demon of the sky swallowing body, rose up after three years of silence, and since then embarked on the road to hegemony by trampling and killing all kinds of evil spirits.
 In front of Han Yu, no one dared to call it against the sky, because the world can be swallowed, let alone against the sky?
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 Doctor Jiang Fei, considered closing down the clinic because business was so bad, but unexpectedly his game character entered his body, making him omnipotent.
 Not only is he superb in medicine, he also controls the life or death of the flesh bones of the dead person, and just like Yama he snatches people’s life.
 He is now proficient in even cooking, playing piano, gardening, and domesticating pets!
 People thought this was all of Jiang Fei’s skill, but Jiang Fei would smile and look at the martial arts cheats book. ‘The Dragon’s 18 palms’, ‘Six-pulse excalibur’, ‘Northern Profound Magic’, ‘Lone Solitary 9 Swords’
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 The once-bustling and noisy streets were now filled with an eerie blanket of silence. 
 Hoarse and frenzied whispers lingered high above the heavens, and an indescribable ancient giant lurked in the shadows of the bottomless ocean. 
 A mysterious plague had outbroken, and natural disasters wrought the Earth. Global pandemic and catastrophes had the panicked masses seeking illusory shelters from the devastation, day and night. 
 A bloody shower poured over the land as the streaks of lightning tore across the sky, illuminating the ill-intentioned gathering of ravens above. Nevermore, nevermore, quoth the ravens. 
 “We can see that this malformed creature has twelve pairs of ribs like humans, but also has a “transverse bone” that humans do not possess…” 
 In the medical school, Gu Jun continued bringing down his scalpel, illustrating the abnormal thoracic structure of the malformed cadaver on the dissection table to the surrounding students. 
 Ominous and treacherous times had descended! Truth and logic had crumbled, order warped into a frenzy. Humanity can only forge ahead through the power of intelligence and wisdom. 
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 Sacrificing his life to protect his best friend was a decision which Hui Yue did not regret, yet who could have known that death was not the final destination, but rather the beginning of a new adventure into a world filled with demonic beasts and martial arts cultivation.
 Hui Yue soon found that within this world, strength was what determined your future accomplishments and there was no space for the weak. Embarking upon this new life, Hui Yue meets friends, experience betrayal, and starts his own journey of cultivation to overcome his limits and become strong.
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 In the King’s game, the [King]’s order is absolute and has the power to create rules. As the owner of a special physique, Gu Huai was selected by the system to participate in the game. “Win the game and become the [King], and you can obtain whatever it is you desire.”
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 A heaven-defying ring that allows objects to be brought back from games into reality!
 Before ‘Dawn’ was released, it already obtained the status as the ‘second earth’. Jiang Fei, a young teen who loves games came into the world and quickly rose up in power, status and fame. With his unmatched skills, he decimated all foes that oppose him. However, such rise would attract the attention of many, even as he tried to play everything off as low-key, something just don’t work out as plan…
 “If trying to keep myself away from the spotlight no longer works, then come! Let the world know of my existence!” – Jiang Fei
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 The resurgence of heaven and earth aura, an unprecedented era of myth is coming!
 A boy is born again on the eve of the resurgence!
 I was born again, and I became stronger!
 Do n’t even want to run! Death is like the wind, always with you!
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 She was one of the best assassins of the modern world; a sly, black belly, cutely stupid woman. She passed through into a mysterious world and into the body of a trash young girl that everyone brutally reviled. Idiot and ugly, they don’t know that she was a Seven Element Elementalist with a Dual Cultivation Body. Various Spirit Beasts and Devil Beasts would rush to make a contract with her. See how she plays the world at the ends of her fingertips and exact revenge on the people who made her life a living hell.
 Just who is this bewitching villain?
 Hey! I’m going to talk to you about something! I am not just a bewitching villain, I am your soon to be husband!
 The woman roared: Who wants you to be my husband?
 Bewitching Villain: Well, if you don’t want me to become your future husband, then why don’t you become my future wife instead?”
 This world is nothing without you. How could you leave me alone? Even if you reincarnate a millennium later, I will still be here waiting for you.
 He was a tyrannical emperor born between the heavens and earth thousands of years ago. He did not hesitate to defy the world, to turn the world upside down, to expend his Spiritual Force only for her to reincarnate.
 He was the Demon Emperor born between the heavens and earth, Just so she can reincarnate, he fell into a deep, profound slumber, “Little Zi’er, as long as you live, even if it costs my life, I will do it for you. Just to know that you live, would make my wounded heart……whole.”
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