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 Su Qingyu died in a car accident in the evening of late summer.
 The feeling of death was as expected and not pleasant.
 It is said that when a person dies, images of his life flash back in his mind. Perhaps the past twenty-five years have been so exciting. There are too many pictures in Su Qingyu's mind. They are squeezing and swollen, giving Su Qingyu a splitting headache.
 I don't know if he was a little dizzy because of the headache, but Su Qingyu felt that some of the scenes were not what he had experienced in this life.
 As he tried to capture the images amid the shrill honking of car horns and the cacophony of voices, the pain intensified, shooting from his head to the fingers of his right hand.
 Su Qingyu half-knelt on the ground, her fingers trembling on the cement road, not stained by any dust left by the vehicles.
 His fingers never hurt, maybe because the phalanges were broken in the car accident, and the pain made his wrists tremble.
 A pale, slender hand fell there, and all the pain and chaos disappeared.
 Su Qingyu stared at that hand for a moment, then was helped by that hand to stand up.
 After he stood firm, he immediately retracted his hand.
 Su Qingyu followed the hand and saw the two men standing in front of him.
 The face of the man who helped him up was as pale as his hands, covered with an imperceptible layer of cold air.
 He was dressed in white, free from smoke and dust, and had written all over his body that no strangers should approach him.
 The man next to him, in contrast to him, wore a black trench coat and black trousers, enveloped in the gloomy darkness. When Su Qingyu looked over, he raised his eyebrows and showed a bright smile.
 The man in white didn't look up at him. He stood in front of him with his back to the Han River Bridge, looking down at the book in his hand without saying anything.
 It was the man in black who spoke, who seemed to be cooperating with the movements of the man in white, with full tacit understanding, "Su Qingyu?"
 Su Qingyu subconsciously said "Hmm", and when he calmed down, he realized that something was wrong at this moment.
 His body is intact but not realistic.
 It shouldn't be like this, he should be in that wrecked car right now.
 The scene just now is still clear in my mind.
 The Han River Viaduct in Jinzhou is located above the Han River. It is connected by three bifurcated roads with steep curves. It is a place prone to traffic accidents. Before getting off the viaduct, Su Qingyu also saw the reminder to drive carefully on the road sign.
 He is occasionally stupid and often crazy, but he will never be careless in such matters.
 When he got off the viaduct, he obeyed the traffic rules and drove his car very steadily, but another Land Rover directly hit him.
 On the downhill road of the viaduct, you can imagine how tragic it was.
 He subconsciously looked back.
 "Don't look."
 The person speaking was the man in white who pulled him up.
 He seemed to have not spoken for a long time, and there was a slight hoarseness in his cold voice. It was not a commanding tone, but these two words went straight to the heart of people's hearts, stopping Su Qingyu's subconscious movements.
 Su Qingyu didn't look back. He looked down at his fingers that were still clean after rubbing on the ground, and clearly realized that he was not in his body.
 he died.
 There was a rootless emotion in my heart, and I couldn't tell whether it was regret or sadness.
 This emotion was not deep and long-lasting, it was light and was quickly suppressed by a bizarre yet reasonable guess that suddenly popped up in my brain.
 He looked up at the two people in front of him, one black and one white, "You guys?"
 "Yes, we are black and white." Hei Wuchang said with a smile.
 Su Qingyu: "..."
 He looked at the two people in front of him again. Different from the images in traditional film and television dramas, the black and white Wu Chang in front of him was not wearing a black and white robe and a black and white hat, but a modern and simple black and white clothes.
 "Now that so many people are dying every day, Black and White Wuchang still has to come to seduce their souls in person? Are you busy enough?"
 It is true that Hei Wuchang has rarely come out to pick up the souls of the dead in recent years, but he has picked up countless souls. Su Qingyu is the person he has seen who accepts his own death most easily.
 At this time, he didn't plead, question, or cry. He didn't mention anything related to his own death. Instead, he asked about them.
 Perhaps out of admiration and curiosity, Hei Wuchang answered his question in a gentle manner.
 "Your Highness Wu Chang has millions of Wu Chang." Hei Wu Chang looked at him and said, "Besides, you are different."
 When Su Qingyu spoke to them, the noisy and sharp sounds around them disappeared, and they seemed to be in another space.
 After Hei Wuchang finished speaking, there was no sound in the space, and there was a brief silence.
 Bai Wuchang was still looking through the book in his hand, which might be his life, without looking at him.
 Hei Wuchang's words stopped here.
 Su Qingyu stared at Bai Wuchang's notebook for a few seconds, and was about to ask him what was different when a soft and timid voice suddenly appeared in his mind.
 Like a timid child who was called upon by the teacher to read the text in class, he was strict and at the same time, his voice was trembling with nervousness: [Hello, I am Fengdu System 527, affiliated to the scumbag transformation system branch. 】
 [Every world has scumbags that make people hate them. As long as you can make enough scumbags repent, you can return to the real world and wake up from the hospital bed. 】
 [Are you willing to bind me? 】
 Along with its words, a binding contract was transmitted to Su Qingyu's mind. The details were listed one by one, including how many tasks he needed to complete and how much merit he needed to accumulate before he could regain his life.
 Su Qingyu: "..."
 So he is different here?
 Use a scumbag against a scumbag?
 Su Qingyu has read time travel novels, including fast travel and time travel, etc., and he knows what the system is.
 But the system and the underworld are black and white?
 Where is this? Eight poles cannot be hit together.
 The only thing they have in common is that they all go against science.
 As an actor, Su Qingyu was speechless and confused, and his face didn't show it at all. Bai Wuchang looked up from his notebook, but seemed to see his doubts.
 "The underworld is in charge of the reincarnation of life and death in the six realms and the reincarnation of cause and effect. The underworld also has to control some systems that affect the reincarnation of cause and effect for different people."
 Su Qingyu: "..."
 It actually makes sense.
 Hei Wuchang smiled and said: "The underworld has cracked down on many illegal systems in the past few years. The formal system must be registered with the underworld. The person who comes to you is a member of the Fengdu system. The Fengdu system belongs to the underworld itself. Well, according to the parlance of your world, Should it be said that it is the official direct line system of the underworld?"
 Su Qingyu: "..."
 Hei Wuchang continued: "Are you willing to be bound to the Fengdu system? If you are willing, after completing the task, you can return to this world and live again."
 Su Qingyu read many contracts with the lawyer, and quickly scanned this binding contract stamped with the official seal of Fengdu Prefecture, and asked: "What if you don't want to?"
 Hei Wuchang leaned back out of thin air: "Then I'm sorry to inform you that you are dead. You died in a car accident. We will take you back to the underworld."
 Su Qingyu: "It sounds like doing the task is quite tiring. I'd better die. This world has already been enough, so why not experience the next life?"
 "..."
 Hei Wuchang stood up straight, and a small book appeared in his hand. He flipped through it and said, "You have not accumulated any moral virtues in this life. You have to work in the underworld for several years before you can be reincarnated. Your next life will not be a prosperous and smooth life." , may be ugly, may be poor.”
 Su Qingyu: "It's troublesome to be too good-looking, and it's troublesome to be too rich."
 Hei Wuchang: "..."
 Is this what people say? People's words are indeed not very pleasant to listen to.
 The three ghosts didn't speak when they were reunited, and the atmosphere was silent for a few seconds.
 After a few seconds, Hei Wuchang persuaded seriously: "You are indeed the talent that the Zha Gong system needs. Instead of being reincarnated as an ordinary person and living a dull life, why don't you experience a more exciting and different life? This is what you do as an actor. The reason."
 Hei Wuchang is really good at persuading.
 Su Qingyu thought this way and said: "I become an actor for money and to enjoy the feeling of being followed by thousands of people."
 Hei Wuchang glanced at Bai Wuchang, who seemed not to care, and persuaded him hard: "There is really a wonderful world that you didn't expect, and you can accumulate merit. Merit is a good thing."
 Su Qingyu looked at him quietly. In his soul state, his figure was light, his long eyelashes were raised by the wind, and his eyes were light, as if he didn't value anything.
 Bai Wuchang didn't say anything. He kept flipping through the book in his hand, seeming to be very interested in Su Qingyu's life.
 Hei Wuchang's cheeks bulged, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Who makes me rush to make meritorious deeds? If you agree, I will give you a novice gift package that other hosts will never have."
 A bottle appeared in his hand, "On my birthday, I went to Mrs. Meng's house to ask for it. As a normal human being, you will never get this thing no matter how many reincarnations you have."
 It was a transparent, slender wine bottle. The body of the bottle was transparent, and the liquid inside was also transparent. It swayed slightly in a steady hand.
 "How old was your birthday?" Su Qingyu asked, staring at the bottle.
 Hei Wuchang: "600 years old."
 Su Qingyu: "."
 Sixty years old in the mortal world is a birthday worthy of celebration, but for ghosts, six hundred years old is also considered.
 If Hei Wuchang didn't lie to him, the thing he got for his 600th birthday should be really good.
 Su Qingyu stretched out his hand and said, "Deal."
 When he first heard about the scumbag system, he wanted to agree.
 Hei Wuchang is right. He wants to experience life in a different wonderful world. He is very interested in this task. Moreover, he has worked hard to reach his current position in this life and is not willing to give up easily.
 After Su Qingyu agreed, Hei Wuchang didn't give up. He put the bottle in Su Qingyu's hand and said to him gently: "In the future mission world, drink a little when you are unhappy."
 He didn't mention anything else about its efficacy.
 Just as Su Qingyu was about to ask, the soft voice of the system sounded in his mind again.
 [Binding successful, ready to enter the first world. 】
 The bottle was placed in his hand, which was considered an agreement.
 He is about to leave this world.
 In the evening of late summer, the evening breeze coming out of the river brought with it the humidity of summer and the coolness of early autumn, wrapped in the light fresh water smell of this city that Su Qingyu was familiar with.
 The noise of people sounded in my ears again. The only thing that could be heard clearly in the noise was his name, which was shouted by many people.
 It was raining and the humidity was getting heavier and heavier.
 When he was about to leave this world, Su Qingyu wanted to look back and see what kind of impact he had suffered.
 He found that it was harder than he thought to look back at his own death, so he moved a few seconds slower. When he turned around, the rain dripping on his body had disappeared.
 In front of him was the white umbrella rim, and the rainwater dripped down the silver umbrella ribs, converging on the blood flowing on the ground.
 Bai Wuchang is taller than Su Qingyu, so he naturally covers Su Qingyu when he holds the umbrella, "Have a good trip."
 Su Qingyu's body became lighter and lighter, and it was obvious that he was about to leave. He suddenly bent his eyes and smiled, moved closer to the center of the umbrella, and faced Bai Wuchang: "Didn't I say that Bai Wuchang is smiling? Why don't you smile?"
 When the soul leaves the body, it will be affected by the body to some extent. When he was about to leave, his soul was as weak as misty mist, as if he couldn't bear the damp wind.
 When he smiles, his soul is solid and dazzling like light shining through the fog.
 Everyone knows that Su Qingyu is an actor. No one is more famous or black than him. He has caused a bloody storm in the entertainment industry. CP can open a harem.
 Such a person, first of all, has a natural appearance and is very capable of humiliating people.
 But he seemed to have been restrained before, and now he unlocked the seal and sealed them again.
 When the person disappeared, Hei Wuchang let out a "tsk" sound and said with emotion: "What can we do?"
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 Su Qingyu is the most famous “scumbag” in the entertainment industry. He commits crimes based on his beauty. He has CPs everywhere and in his harem are half of the male stars in the entertainment industry. 
 Probably because the CP fans were too resentful, Su Qingyu was bound to the scumbag transformation system of the Underworld after his death. 
 System: [Hellow host, our Underworld systems are the only official systems in the Underworld.] 
 [ Many people who were hurt by scumbags and died with hatred and resentment had obsessions too deep and were trapped in the Underworld, unwilling to be reincarnated. Our task is to reform the scumbags who hurt them, eliminate their resentment, and let them put down their obsessions and reincarnate.] 
 Su Qingyu: “…” 
 [Gloomy Director]: 
 Su Qingyu transformed into a director infatuated with the scumbag. The director promoted the scumbag from an unknown little star to a top actor. 
 After the scumbag became popular, he kicked him out and formed a national CP with a popular actress. 
 The night Su Qingyu came over, he was lying on the soft, big bed of a hotel and posted on his WeChat Moments. 
 [The male lead in my new movie is now not scheduled to star. We are urgently looking for a male lead. Whoever comes to my hotel for an audition first within an hour will be the male lead.] 
 An hour later, the hot searches exploded. 
 #Twelve male stars fighting in front of Director Xu’s hotel# 
 A year later, hot searches were the norm” 
 #xxx asked Director Xu who his favourite actor is# 
 #Director Xu said he just wants to give every actor who works hard a chance# 
 [Emperor’s Beloved Concubine]: 
 Su QIngyu transformed into the young general who was used as a tool by the scumbag prince. The general’s office protected him the entire way and put the lowly scumbag prince on the throne. 
 After the scumbag prince ascended the throne,e due to his fear and suspicion, the young general’s family was ruined and he was trapped in the palace. 
 When the fight for the throne was the most intense, the scumbag prince saw a pale hand stretching out from the black dragon carriage at night. The slender young general held this hand and was quietly pulled into the carriage at night, taken into the harem. 
 The next morning, the scumbag prince, who had not slept all night, broke into the young general’s room and asked him where he went last night. In the blink of an eye, he saw his father’s gloomy face behind the bed’s curtain. 
 That day was the first time that the third prince of the Dasheng Kingfom knelt down and called his concubine Noble Consort.
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 Endowed with memories, Xun Xiang was reborn into a fortunate existence. Her mother was a princess and her father a top scholar, blessing her with a natural, unique scent. Yet, just a month into her joyous life, she was switched at birth and became Ding Xiang, a child from the countryside. Life in the village was a whirlwind of excitement and pleasure. Her grandfather was a scoundrel, but each of her three brothers was remarkably talented. Observe how Ding Xiang skillfully manages both the elderly and the young, steering her entire family towards the zenith of life. With everything in place, she follows her memories in search of her true home, while the imposter Xun Xiang revels in her moment of glory…
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 Lin Ning transmigrated into the future, taking over the body of a fallen idol with a reputation worse than tr*sh— a waste of a beautiful face that might as well have been gifted by the heavens themselves.
 But he only enjoyed experimenting with food, and so left the entertainment industry to tap into his cooking livestream potential, on the way picking up a cold, distant kitty with crazy fighting skills.
 Who would’ve thought that he’d once again be under the spotlight after leaving the industry, this time going viral throughout space with his food? The fans cry and scream for the has-been idol to once again return onstage.
 ***
 At first, the kitty only thought that Lin Ning was very special
 Then, film stars and bigshots began bugging Lin Ning daily and those horrible rumours started to plague him
 BA-BAM!
 The Marshal, who took on a human form so suddenly pulled him into his chest and announced, in front of the entirety of space:
 This Lin Ning— he’s mine.
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 One day, a tower appeared in the skies of all the major cities…
 Humans were suddenly summoned to become “Walkers”, and they needed to clear the tower to save the world.
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 “Floor 77”
 The “Stone of regression” was discovered. Walkers could now “return” to the past. Slowly… everyone left.
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 Humanity’s last hope, “Carpe Diem” was formed, joined by people who refused to abandon the world.
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 The last Walker reached floor 100. He no longer knew what to believe.
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 When I opened my eyes I had become a princess!
 But out of all characters in this romance novel, why is it the princess who has the fate of dying to her own blood-related dad, the emperor!
 If I want to live, I must not be seen by that emperor dad.
 “When did this kind of scumbag start living in my castle?”
 The man who doesn’t have single drop of blood nor tear to drop, that cold emperor Claude! Will Atanasia who had been caught by the emperor be able to survive?
 “I… What do I do…..?”
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 Praise the Orc! is about Jung Ian, a cafe owner with a dark past, jumping into the world of virtual reality in order to protect his sister from any predators. However, things may not be as simple as he first believed them to be. Witness as he explores the lands of Elder Lord as an orc, a species labeled as the “game creator’s mistake”, defeating any and all before him!
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 Long ago, there were people who stood upon the earth with their heads held high. They never bowed to anyone because of their indomitable spirit. They were capable of controlling wind and lightning, and conquering dragons and serpents. They seemed strong enough to split the earth and shatter the stars with their fists. They traveled throughout the land and called themselves Magi. Eventually, one of them would become a Supreme Magus! These men are the ancestors of human beings. Their blood is what we all share today.
 Qing Long is the former strongest man in the world. He traveled through space and time and was reborn as Ji Hao in the Fire Crow Clan of the Southern Wasteland. It’s a complicated world. Forces from both inside and outside of the clan want this young and talented boy to die. Under great pressure, Ji Hao makes a deal with a mysterious man, who resides in his spiritual space, never showing his real face. He gains two drops of blood from a dragon and phoenix. Afterwards, Ji Hao becomes increasingly more powerful.
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 She is a well-known queen in the mercenary world. She was betrayed by a villain and was reborn on the body of the young lady of the mercenary world. Man, it is simply a winner in life. 
 Luo Jingshu, the eldest miss of the Luo family in Kyoto, before her eighteenth birthday, she was a female gangster in Kyoto, but after her eighteenth birthday, she became a recruit in a green military uniform. Outsiders said that Luo Jingshu broke her brain! 
 Li Jingyun, the eldest young master of the Li family in Kyoto, temperamental, vicious, cunning and black-bellied, this is the young master Li, rogue, beast, and rogue in the eyes of outsiders. This is the definition given to him by Luo Jingshu. 
 The heroine: 
 “Team Li, Luo Jingshu beat the recruit squad leader!” 
 Li Jingyun supported his forehead… 
 “Team Li, Luo Jingshu brought a reconnaissance battalion from our side!” 
 Li Jingyun beat his chest… 
 “Team Li, Luo Jingshu killed the selection instructor!” 
 Li Jingyun began to regret bringing this woman into the barracks. 
 Male protagonist: 
 “Lolo, I’m hurt” 
 Li Jingyun lifted his slightly scratched arm and came to Luo Jingshu for comfort. 
 Luo Jingshu didn’t even give a straight eye, she walked away with the equipment, and said something before leaving. 
 “Li Jingyun, walk without hands!” 
 Li Jingyun burst into tears… 
 This is a travel article of strong men and strong women in the army, with warm blood and positive energy, and you can rest assured to see how the male protagonist entangles and captures the cold-blooded and loveless female protagonist. 
 The introduction is incompetent, welcome to the pit, one-to-one pair clean. 
 This article is also known as “Li Shao Chasing His Wife”, “The Special Queen’s Husband”, and “The Mercenary Queen Reborn”
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 It is said that humans only reveal 5% of their DNA. The person you perceive yourself to be and the person others judge you for is determined by this 5%. No one can know what is in the hidden 95%.
 Put simply, it would be as if our parents gave us a total of 100 cards when they gave us life – of which only 5 can be used. They don’t know which cards they’ll be handing down, but that’s not the real issue. The bigger problem is that of the 100 random cards, we can’t even choose which of the 5 we get to use. We have to pick them with our eyes closed.
 Now imagine each of these cards represents a different trait – maybe an attractive face, an intelligent mind, a great body, a handicap. A lucky person who might have been fated with a prized card would be able to use it as a weapon to speed through life with considerable ease. And then there are also the ill-fated who end up with a torn or useless card. Maybe all five cards are duds. But that is what we have to use to our advantage or disadvantage until we die.
 This is a story about a boy, the “cards” he is dealt, and how he uses them to build a music empire.
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 Crying blood and tears, she pledged a poisonous vow. The gods did not fail her. She was sent back to a decade ago. The legitimate daughter of Jiang family returned from hell. 
 Forget it, whatever! Since they already claimed that she was a temptress that wrecked the country, she shall overturn the world into complete chaos starting with her beguiling sister, her malicious stepmother, her cruel lover and her heartless family. Let her end the lives that Yama refused to end. 
 She was a pawn in her past life. In this life, however, the world was her chess board. With an alluring smile and a charming figure that enchanted the entire nation, the red-clothed woman wrecked chaos among the lands. She was a vengeful spirit from hell, determined to make those who wronged her pay in blood. 
 “I want those who owe me a life debt to hold their hearts out in front of me. I want those who looked down on me to only be able to admire me. I want Lord Zhong Zi to shiver when he sees me. I want to step on this splendid river and mountains!” 
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 “You are a temptress and I am a thief.” His robe was as dark as the night and his gaze was as cold as the Northern Star. “A perfect match.” 
 Her red dress was akin to fire, but her heart was the coldest ice in the winter. 
 He was stoic in his black robe, yet he was willing to warm her frozen heart. 
 In this life, the elegant man seemed like a snowy bamboo grove with tall, chilly mountains, walking step by step towards her like an unstoppable force. 
 “Ruan Ruan, if you hate the world, then I shall conquer the lands with you.” 
 “What if I love the world?” She asked. 
 “I am the world, so you can only love me,” he answered.
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 A piece of divorce paper sent Xia Xinghe into a state of destitution. However, a car accident later, she transformed into a professional hacker with more money than she could ever spend. All those that have belittled, bullied and laughed at me, please line up, I’ll show you what the meaning of face-slapping is! Wait, wait, wait. That guy over there, the ex-husband that I no longer have any relations with, don’t cut in line. What, you want to help me face-slap these people? “Not only that I will help you face-slap myself!” The wickedly handsome man with billions of dollar in estate raised his own palm to slap his own face without reservation!
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 Wen Yantong finds herself transmigrated into a novel as a cannon fodder character with the same name as hers.
 In this novel, this cannon fodder entered the Academy disguised as a man. She made the mistake of falling in love with the main male character. Then she was used by a female supporting character and met a bad end.
 So after she was transmigrated into the novel, Wen Yantong’s priority was to escape from the Academy. But once she put her plan into action, bad luck would befall her, and she even crippled her legs. On crutches, she was trapped in the Academy and was sent to copy texts from the classical works of literature as punishment.
 Then an incredible thing happened. Wen Yantong found the moment her classmate Little Marquis, the number one villain in the novel, decided to scold her, the wheel of fortune would turn in her favor.
 So Wen Yantong gave up on her plan. And the first thing in the morning was to find her lucky koi fish.
 But the Little Marquis was very ferocious, often lashed out in violence at the least provocation. So Wen Yantong racked her brain, jumping back and forth on the verge of getting kicked and being scolded.
 A typical dialogue between them was like this:
 Wen Yantong:” Hi, Little Marquis.”
 Little Marquis:” Get out!”
 Wen Yantong:” Ok!”
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 She always wanted to give him her precious self on the wedding night. Although she was shy but still looking forward to it, he wanted to go abroad for further study… Struggling for a long time, she finally decided to him her most precious sacred thing on his birthday. But when she took the key car sent by her girlfriend, after a night of adventure, she found that she didn’t even know the man beside her !!!
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