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 "An art thief?! Who do they think they are referring to as an art thief?" Nix tightened his grip on the side of his phone as he checked his Onstagram account, the followers dropping, coupled with the level of hate speech directed in his messages.
 It had been three months since he had been accused and reported as stealing an art of someone he had thought was his friend.
 He had been called lots of names, but the one which had hurt were the terms, "Plagiarist" and "Art thief". This had tainted his career more than he could imagine. No matter what he drew, there was a level of hate speech and reports on his content.
 'This is what you get for having a famous friend who is also an artist. No one believes you.' He sighed.
 It was new year's eve and he was going to spend the night alone for the first time in a while.
 He looked down at his half drunk bottle. Taking another drink from the bottle he had set before him, he angrily drops it on the counter.
 "What am I going to do now!" He yelled.
 "Does anyone know?" He looked behind him, raising his bottle.
 The people in the bar looked in his direction, thinking of him as nothing but a troubled young man spurting nonsense due to being drunk.
 "Hello!" He pulled out his phone. "I'm sorry, my work was just removed again." He spoke to the phone.
 Shaking their head, they only felt sorry for this young man who was talking back to his phone.
 He had five bottles emptied already, with the sixth one about to be among the empty ones.
 "Can someone please take him out of here before he throws up? I for one wouldn't like to be witness to that shit anymore." A man raised his glass to the bartender.
 "It's you again." A brunette waitress, slapped her hand on the table top. Her countenance gave off a different feel to the smile on her face.
 Nix looked up at her with groggy eyes. He hadn't expected he could attract such a beautiful lady in front of him. A smile crept onto his lips, probably he could go with this to distract himself.
 He tried his best to compose himself, but his eyes kept blinking to keep awake. He needed to concentrate, she had come specifically for him.
 "Sir!" She began, not pleased that he would come by at their bar and always made a scene. Paying for the drinks or not, if this continues they are bound to lose some customers.
 "Yes, beautiful?" He slurred on his speech, slapping his cheeks to stay awake.
 "You need to leave, now!" She repeatedly tapped her feet on the floor, awaiting an answer.
 "Leave?" He repeated, squinting his eyes at her. "Why would I do that? I just barely started,"
 "Starte–" She looked down at the number of bottles on the table.
 Pinching the bridge of her nose, cursing under her breath at the bartender for giving her the task of escorting this customer out every single time.
 Taking another gulp, he set the bottle down like he had done.
 That was the breaking point for the waitress, he couldn't be so carefree about hitting the bottle–it was glass and not plastic. That would tell on all their paychecks if he were to break one.
 Pulling him up, she hissed at the body weight. She couldn't even move her traveling luggages without help or it having wheels. Yet she was pulling a full grown man out?!
 "Wait!" Nix pushed her off him.
 Her patience level was growing thin as she watched him sit back down, 'what could he possibly want to do now?'
 Taking the bottle, he gulped down the rest. Shoving his hand in his wallet, pulling out his wallet, he slapped the money on the table top.
 "Keep the change." He winked, which was then followed by a hiccup. Staggering towards the door and pushing it open.
 A wave of cool breeze fanned his face the moment he stepped out. Opening his hand wide he screamed into the night. It would be another year soon. "I should make a... hic... wish!"
 Taking in air, he exhaled while shouting out the words: "I wish to be in a fantasy world of my making! F*ck this feeling!"
 "I want to escape this reality!" He coughed right after, slapping his chest.
 Passersby looked at him strangely, carefully bypassing where he stood and the direction he faced. Taking a quick glance at the bar luminous sign, they could only shake their head at the thought on why he was yelling without a bridled tongue.
 Finally getting that out of his system, he turned towards the direction of his home.
 "Nope, it's the other way." He said to himself, turning in the opposite direction, laughing at how stupid he could be to forget the path that led to his home which was merely a few blocks away from the bar.
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 It was yet another miracle that he had managed to find his way to his apartment.
 "Drui, I'm home!" He called out, pushing in the door to his apartment.
 He frowned as realization dawned on him. That b*stard had left their apartment the moment he was blamed for stealing his own digital art.
 Tossing his phone on the table, he staggered to his bed, falling face first. He could only groan to the impeding hangover that was going to happen the next day.
 "I'm going to kill that idiot once I get to know his location." He punched the bed.
 Buzz!
 The vibration of his phone made him raise his face to see where he had kept it. Now the table seemed too far off his reach as he stretched out lazily.
 Buzz!
 "Couldn't you levitate and make your way across to me?" He frowned at how he still kept his hand outstretched for something impossible.
 Buzz!
 Buzz!
 The vibration kept on with its annoying buzz sound. If he didn't get up, he was going to be frustrated to his limit.
 Sitting up with a slouched back, he hiccuped once more. His whole vision was spinning and a bit blurred, but he fought against it and walked towards the table with the help of using the wall as support.
 Finally he had reached the table, and to his surprise what he saw vibrating wasn't his phone but an iPad 10.2 inch, to its side was an apple pencil 1.
 "How the hell did this get here?!" He scratched his head. Now, he believed he was totally hallucinating.
 Exhaling, he tried to be positive. He had drunk a fair amount of bottles, so he must be delusional.
 "Yes that's it." He pointed accusingly at the device.
 His phone was laying on some of his sketchbooks, it wasn't possible he was hallucinating, it was were he had tossed it.
 The iPad was the very equipment he had discarded after his reputation was ruined. So how could it magically make its way to his room?
 "I had made sure to toss you in the garbage then." He pointed accusingly at the device.
 Buzz!
 Buzz!
 The vibration he was witnessing was enough to term it as real, but to make sure, he needed to touch it.
 Lightly touching the power button at the top, the luminous light reflected on his face showed him a picture of an anime girl dressed in a revealing maid outfit.
 Nix jumped right back, this wasn't a figment of his imagination? It was definitely the same wallpaper he had used.
 Taking a peek at what was causing the vibration, it was nothing but a single notification.
 How could he have a notification when he had not connected it to the WiFi. He had made sure to disable it before tossing it.
 If he didn't attend to this soon, he was going to live while listening to vibration for a long while.
 Rubbing his palms he breathed out, "okay, here goes nothing!" He placed his middle finger at the Touch ID to unlock it.
 'Ha! I always knew one day this gesture would fit you perfectly.' He snickered in mischief.
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 Waking up in an alternate world didn't seem half as bad as Nix thought it would. He was a digital artist with a ruined reputation.
 After a long night of drinking on New year's Eve, he wakes up to what he believed to be his home, a tablet and a stylus in front of him. The very equipment he had sold a long time ago.
 Curious to explore why the tablet had made its way back to him, two notifications popped on its screen.
 [Escape reality by drawing out your fantasy]
 [Redeem yourself, with your creativity. Find the path to enlightenment.]
 Nix decides to draw one last artpiece–a world filled with gifted users, magic users, and dragons. Not knowing this artpiece would send him into this world as a fire rank user with a system.
 As an unrivalled rank among the gifted and magic users, he sets out to explore the world of his creation, while infiltrating an organisation which had ruined the fresh new start he had hoped to achieve.
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 She was originally the number one assassin, but at the same time, she was also a genius pharmacist. But why did she have two fiancées?
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 Traveling back to the Akatsuki organization in the Yahiko period, Byakuya originally wanted to run away as soon as possible to avoid becoming a victim of Pain's birth, but unexpectedly obtained a system bound to the Akatsuki organization. As long as the Akatsuki organization develops and grows, he can obtain system rewards. 
 In order to prevent the Akatsuki organization from being destroyed by the group, Bai Ye had to start to guide the development of the Akatsuki organization and let the Akatsuki organization embark on a completely different path. 
 When Hanzo and Danzo teamed up to kill the Akatsuki organization, they were surprised to find that the Akatsuki organization actually had the power to overthrow the Amegakure Village. 
 Many years later, the five major nations suddenly discovered that the Akatsuki organization had quietly subverted the entire ninja world and became the uncrowned king of the ninja world. 
 None of this can be separated from the man hiding deep in the Akatsuki organization.
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 (Apocalypse + Zombies + Stockpile + Supernatural Powers + Divine Pets + Resolute Killing + Building Power) The apocalypse is coming, zombies are rampant, and species are mutating. The most important thing in the last days is, of course, materials! Lin Xuan was reborn and returned to before the end of the world, frantically stockpiling food. One hundred thousand boxes of instant noodles first! Another 100,000 boxes of ham! Another million tons of beef! A million tons of vegetables! One million tons of pure water... When everyone is starving to death in the last days, Lin Xuan is lying in the granary and stroking cats. Hehe, this is a life of lying and winning!
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 Song Xingcheng found out that he was the cannon fodder for a novel… 
 The horror is, this is actually a post-apocalyptic novel?! 
 He relied on the rent of the two buildings to live a happy and free life, and his favorite grilled chicken…
 But all of them will be gone! 
 Fortunately, the golden finger fell from the sky, and he became the lord of the city.
 Since then, anywhere he had waved his hand had many houses, vast farmland, roaring factories, and rising technology… 
 Song Xingcheng not only once again lived a beautiful life of collecting rent and receiving soft hands but he also grabbed a man who can cook chicken!
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 He Qianshan: My skill of making grilled chicken is inherited from my ancestors, come to my bowl soon ~
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 After graduating, Amosta Bryan concealed his identity and hid in the underground world of the British wizarding world. 
 He wandered on the edge of light and darkness, danced at the junction of life and death, and used the rewards of entrusted tasks to support his own path of magic traceability and return the grace of the orphanage for his upbringing. 
 Until one day, he was brought back to Hogwarts by a mission with ulterior motives, and since then, the established destiny has once again headed home!
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 The enemy hit your chest with a palm, your internal organs burst, you are dying, your body instantly recovers and becomes stronger. 
 You get up in the morning and hit the “Seven Injury Punch” again. All your internal organs are injured, and you become stronger again. 
 You eat an unknown poisonous weed, which is highly poisonous to your heart, and your body continues to grow stronger. 
 You jump off the crater, magma and fire poison instantly put you to death, you are not dead, you are swollen, and you think it’s really hard to want to die! 
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 Bai Donglin: “All the harm done to me will only make me stronger!”
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 The super-space transaction is opened, and the characters of the world are connected.
 Captain of the Fifth Division: "Master, what's going on? Why has Hōgyoku's price increased again?"
 Laozi is One Piece: "Fuck, Logia Devil Fruit doubled again, it's too dark"
 With a snap of his fingers, the half-universe said, "What are you guys? My infinity stone has been multiplied ten times."
 Yellow Hair Shinigami: "The **** is too dark, the black businessman is black businessman."
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 The will of the heavens has recovered, the Blue Star has expanded hundreds of millions of times, everything has undergone terrifying changes, and the human race has also gained huge benefits!
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 Change jobs!
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 Some people choose to change careers to become warlocks, take charge of thousands of thunderbolts, and all things become ruins under the punishment of God!
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 Some people choose to change jobs to become alchemists, a golden pill is swallowed, and my life is up to me!
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 And Su Xuan, who came through the journey, as a genius who can be transferred to any profession, chose the samurai at the bottom of the chain of contempt!
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 Congenitally weaker than other occupations by a big realm, even the mentally handicapped can be a full-time professional ** occupation!
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 As everyone knows, this wave of Su Xuan is in the atmosphere, because only if he chooses a samurai, he can bind the golden finger - high-end martial arts roulette!
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 "Congratulations to the host, bound to the supreme martial arts talent: Supreme Bone!"
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 "Congratulations to the host, for comprehending the supreme martial arts technique: God's Elephant Suppressing Prison!"
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 "Congratulations to the host, comprehend the supreme martial arts supernatural power: Heavenly Emperor Fist!"
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 In the sound of a sound, Su Xuan ascended the eternal throne!
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 Starting over once more, he has entered this “living game” again in order to control his own fate.
 This time, he will not be controlled by others.
 Previously the Level 200 Sword King, he will rise to a higher peak in this life.
 Methods to earn money! Dungeon conquering strategies! Legendary Quests! Equipment drop locations! Undiscovered battle techniques!
 Even the secrets Beta Testers were unknowledgeable of, he knows of them all.
 Massive wars, life advancement, entering Godhood, sword reaching to the peak; a legend of a man becoming a Sword God has begun.
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 A strange phenomenon fell down from the sky and aliens came over Earth.
 Office nerd Fu Shiwu’s life was turned upside down, but luckily for him, Tang Xuhai, his fierce and powerful neighbour whom he wasn’t exactly on good terms with, took him on a journey to escape.
 But Fu Shiwu could never imagine that halfway through the escape, this unbreakable man turned out to carry a steel plate in his body, which brought on an infection and sent him into a deadly fever.
 In order to save him, Fu Shiwu, a professional elite who couldn’t even restrain a chicken, had to bite the bullet and go all out on the unknown terror waiting outside.
 In this apocalypse, people survived with all sorts of tricks.
 By having IQ, having muscles, or hugging the right thighs!
 In order to compete for resources and talents, they also had to fully exhibit their character, their morals and even their weaknesses.
 Fu Shiwu and Tang Xuhai’s team would like to implicitly express that: They definitely had all the above “virtues”.
 — This is a story with zero system, zero rebirth, zero transmigration but still the right amount of golden fingers to pave a new way for humanity.
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 Lu Chen had transmigrated to the fantasy world, and he had even become Dynasty’s number one sect’s great elder!
 
 However, Lu Chen felt that there was something strange about this sect!
 
 Later, he discovered that the Goddess Sect Master was actually a reincarnated person!
 
 The beauty that he had raised since he was young was a reincarnated elder!
 
 The charming and pleasant Elder Na Xin was actually an Other Realm Skyfiend!
 
 As for the disciples……All of them were players!
 
 He could even summon the sons of karmic luck from various worlds to the sect!!!
 
 Thousands of years later, he looked at the disciples of the sects that commanded the heavens.
 
 Lu Chen replied,” There is definitely something wrong with my sect!”
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 Yan Ling has worked in the Fast Travel Bureau for many years. 
 He is the first person on the Fast Travel List. 
 And on this day, he finally retired. 
 The Fast Travel Bureau made full use of his resources and directly chose the mission world as his retirement place. 
 So the natives in various worlds were boiling! 
 Those geniuses who appear once in a hundred years or a thousand years burst into tears, shocked by the beauty, and felt ashamed! ! ! 
 "Fuck, where is this immortal boss who came down from the earth!"
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