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 Fang Ping, whose head was swimming with ways to earn money, was once again crushed by reality.
 When he walked out of his room, he found Fang Yuan who had been waiting for him at his door for a while now.
 The moment she saw Fang Ping, Fang Yuan groaned pitifully. “I’m hungry!”
 “Why don’t you get something to eat if you’re hungry?” Fang Ping replied nonchalantly.
 Hearing that, Fang Yuan puckered her small lips and complained, “I’ve no money. And we ran out of leftover rice too.
 “The 50 bucks that mom gave us two days ago were meant for our three days’ worth of lunch.
 “The money’s with you now. So, where should we go for lunch?”
 “Spending money for lunch?” Fang Ping felt attacked. He replied dryly, “Why didn’t you bring this up this morning?”
 He remembered how happy the brat looked when she ate the skewers he had bought for her!
 Fang Ping had no doubt that this little brat would spend the last 10 bucks if he allowed it.
 The main point was that he only had 10 bucks left. This brat seemed reluctant to use her own 5 bucks. Unless she was planning to suck him dry?
 It would not be unexpected at all.
 Fang Yuan replied blatantly, “Of course we need to spend money on food. You took all the money so I don’t have to think about getting food.
 “Fang Ping, I’m hungry! It’s almost one now. I want to eat!”
 “Hehe!”
 “Fang Ping, I’m super hungry. I’m so hungry I don’t think I’ll be able to walk…” Fang Yuan rubbed her small, childish belly and pretended to be miserable.
 Fang Ping struggled between laughing and crying. He extended a hand and gently pinched her chubby cheeks. Eventually, he gave in and said, “Alright, let’s eat. And I thought I really used up your pocket money. Thankfully it’s food money. I almost forgot about this myself. But of course, you’re aware of this, aren’t you?
 “You little brat, should you be plotting against your brother this way? Now, we’ll have to discard our previous agreement…”
 “No!” Fang Yuan shook her head vigorously. With a reluctant expression on her face, she paused briefly before fishing out 5 bucks from her pocket. Her eyes lingered on the note and she said, “This is for you. You said you’ll buy tasty things, clothes, and a computer for me… You better keep your promise.”
 Despite always fighting Fang Ping, Fang Yuan was close to her brother.
 Although currently impossible, since Fang Ping promised to buy her good food and pretty clothes, the little girl was looking forward to the day Fang Ping graduated from university and fulfilled his promise.
 For the sake of that future, Fang Yuan relented and decided to contribute all of her remaining assets. She had eaten Fang Ping’s 5 bucks worth of skewers in the morning anyway.
 The little lady calculated it all out with her hypothetical abacus. Fang Ping felt humored, yet at the same time, helpless.
 Fang Ping was now convinced that he was powerless without some amount of money on himself.
 …
 After returning from their meal, Fang Ping was utterly bankrupt. If he did not need those ten thousand bucks to pay for his tuition fees, then he could still consider himself somewhat wealthy.
 Fortunately, the pair of siblings ate 5 bucks worth of fast food each. 10 bucks were just enough for them.
 Fang Ping could not bear to use the little lady’s 5 bucks. She was already studying in junior high. A girl like her could always use some pocket money.
 Without money, the siblings had no intention to go out in the afternoon.
 The hard truth was that if Fang Ping did not bring the ten thousand bucks with him, he would not be able to pay to use the public toilet if he needed to pee on his way.
 Fang Yuan had homework to complete. She was well aware of her older brother’s financial crisis and thus, chose not to irk him any longer. She went to her room and worked on completing her homework like a saint.
 Meanwhile, Fang Ping returned to his room too. He started making plans for his future.
 There were only two things on Fang Ping’s mind currently — one, prepare for martial sciences exams; two, earn money.
 Improving his family’s life was still secondary as it was not extremely urgent.
 The main issue was that without money, he would not be able to pass his martial arts exam.
 In spite of having that system that was not quite as reliable, Fang Ping thought he would still be able to become a martial artist.
 The problem was… To be a martial artist, one had to be strong in Vitality?
 What about cultivation methods?
 How to train one’s physical body and achieve breakthroughs beyond one’s limit?
 When it came down to questions like these, Fang Ping had absolutely no answer at all. Without professional training, there was no telling when he would attain the necessary knowledge. Obviously, Gaokao was the fastest shortcut to achieve that.
 For that purpose, Fang Ping definitely had a lot of planning to do.
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 Around three in the afternoon, his mother, Li Yuying returned home with dinner that she had picked up on her way home.
 Despite working a half-day job, her actual working hours were nearly eight hours. It was not as easy as most people thought it was.
 Fang Ping handed over the bank card and showed her the ten thousand bucks he took. Li Yuying had no intention to hold on to the money for safekeeping and allowed Fang Ping to pay for his martial sciences exam registration himself.
 Intuition told her that her daughter and son must have ran out of money, so Li Yuying handed Fang Ping another 50 bucks to pay for meals.
 Perhaps worried that her daughter would be scammed by her son again, Li Yuying personally gave Fang Yuan another 20 bucks this time. With the money in her hand, the little brat’s smile stretched from ear to ear.
 Fang Ping felt the urge to tell his mom that he did not scam the brat! It was the cunning brat who kept pushing her older brother’s buttons!
 ….
 7th April, Monday.
 Compared to his previous state of confusion, Fang Ping appeared to be more at ease as he returned to school today.
 His deskmate, Chen Fan, arrived earlier than Fang Ping.
 When Fang Ping arrived, Chen Fan was already halfway through his practice test. It was uncertain if he started on the test in the early morning or he worked on it earlier than that.
 Since Chen Fan was not signing up for the martial sciences exam, he focused all his efforts on the social sciences.
 He might not make it through the martial sciences, but if he managed to enroll in a prestigious university in social sciences, he would still be highly sought after compared to the graduates from the typical social sciences universities.
 Upon noticing Fang Ping’s arrival, Chen Fan put down his writing utensil and looked up. “Fang Ping, have you completed the math practice test that our teacher gave us the day before yesterday? Let’s compare answers.”
 “What?”
 Fang Ping laughed dryly. Did he know if he completed his set himself? The test was given to him the day before yesterday and he had not touched his school bag for the past two days. Now, only God knew if he completed it.
 Fang Ping’s facial expression gave Chen Fan his answer. Chen Fan furrowed his brows and said, “Fang Ping, we don’t have much time left before Gaokao. I know we haven’t got&nbsp;a lot of classes now and everything is revision-based, but perhaps if we practice a bit more, we’ll be able to pass our Gaokao?”
 “You’re right. You’re right. Lil Fan Fan, everything you say is true. I’ve been so dazed recently, I’ll do it as soon as I can.”
 “You…”
 Chen Fan felt somewhat resigned. It was not because of Fang Ping’s choice of terms of endearment to him though, since that was not the first time the fellow called Chen Fan that.
 In Chen Fan’s eyes, Fang Ping had given up on himself.
 In this society, even though martial artists possessed a higher status than the common folk, even the common folk was segregated according to social status.
 They could be the wealthy, the poor, the ones with some power, employees working for someone else, the ones who worked in large enterprises, workers in factories…
 All of them lived completely different lives.
 Sun City No.1 High School was the best High School in Sun City. Fang Ping’s Year 3 Senior exam results did not stand out but it was not all that bad either.
 If Fang Ping worked harder, there was still hope for him to enroll in a&nbsp;National Key University.&nbsp;&lt;sup1&lt;/sup
 If sudden good fortune ever found him, it would not be impossible for him to get into some name-brand schools after all the good students signed up for martial sciences exam.
 However, if he gave up now, he would have problems enrolling in National Key Universities, what more the name-brand universities.
 As Fang Ping’s deskmate for two years now, Chen Fan knew that Fang Ping’s financial background was similar to his own, although Fang Ping was slightly less fortunate than him. Having to feed two children cost more after all.
 Chen Fan had half a mind to say something to Fang Ping but when the words almost spilled out of his mouth, he swallowed them back down. Fang Ping appeared to be slacking off slightly just for the past two days.
 Mid-conversation, Yang Jian (future crumb-catcher) from the front row turned around and said with a smile, “Fang Ping, Chen Fan, have you seen the news?”
 Fang Ping rolled his eyes. ‘As a future bearded buffoon, your interest in gossip is unnerving,’ he thought.
 Chen Fan did not bother answering Yang Jian too. He spent all his free time working on his practice tests. Where would he find the time to keep up to date with the news?
 Yang Jian was not bothered by their lack of response either and continued, “There’s another leak on the Internet! It says that the battle between Grandmaster Ma and Tam will be held at the end of this month.
 “Also, the location of the battle has been revealed to be here, in our country, China!
 “Now, all the reporters are flocking over there. Maybe there will even be a video…”
 Yang Jian spat everywhere during his speech. After all, globally, a battle between Rank-8 grandmasters rarely occurred.
 Perhaps there were a few before, yet they were either too young to remember or the battles were held in private. Outsiders could only know the result, not the process.
 It was different this time. It probably had something to do with the advancement in information technology that enabled news to travel fast, giving everyone information beforehand. With the Internet’s assistance, perhaps they could even watch the battle via livestream.
 After gossiping about Brother Ma’s battle, Yang Jian quickly changed the subject to himself, “The registration for martial sciences exam begins today. My dad says I should sign up no matter how much it costs. The ol’Yang family has high hopes for me passing my martial sciences exam and becoming a martial artist.
 “The pressure on me is so high right now. What would I do if I don’t pass? Can you give me some suggestions?”
 Fang Ping chuckled. “Say, are you bragging? Or are you bragging?”
 Yang Jian smirked. He quickly shook his head and said, “I’m not! I’m feeling intense stress right now. You know very well how things are for me — among the Five Stages of the Martial Sciences Exam, it’s already not bad if I can pass three. Anything more than that is impossible!”
 “The Five Stages of the Martial Sciences Exam?”
 Initially, Fang Ping had no interest in what Yang Jian was saying at all.
 Yet now, there was nothing but burning curiosity in Fang Ping’s eyes.
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 Fang Ping finally settled an issue after wasting half an hour of his life. He wasn’t dreaming nor acting —for God’s sake, if acting in a movie could restore his youth, then the film crew deserved a trip to heaven immediately!
 After verifying that he had reincarnated, Fang Ping felt a wave of panic before settling down and accepting the truth.
 What was the truth? It was that he had indeed reincarnated into a younger version of himself, and since he was equipped with his knowledge of the future, he was going to seize the day and become the next-big-thing in the business world! He was going to be rich!
 That was that, until his friend interrupted him.
 “So are you signing up for the martial sciences exam?”
 What? Was this a joke? Or had he been handed the wrong script? Was this even the right universe? What was martial sciences? Why did the exam cost 10 thousand bucks to sign up? Loaded with questions, Fang Ping will soon realize that he might not have struck the jackpot as he had initially thought…
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 How do you survive when your dorm room becomes a playground?
 In the dormitory building at 8 o’clock at night, the nightlife belonging to the university had just begun.
 Suddenly, the lights went out. All universities in the world were plunged into darkness.
 “Ding ding ding, dang dang dang”
 “Dear classmates, welcome to [Dormitory Survival Game], happy dormitory life begins!” Blood flowed from the sink, the bed tent turned into a different dimension space, and the zombies crashed into the dormitory.
 There are countless pairs of peeping eyes outside the door and balcony. Water shortage, food shortage, extreme environment, survival crisis.
 “Instructions for students: The highest rule for dormitory survival—”
 “First, the living cannot leave the dormitory.”
 “Second, please protect your dormitory.”
 “Third, please protect your roommates.”
 “Fourth, every weekend there will be an update in the global dormitory survival rankings, please work hard to rush into the double first-class, 985, 211*, and strive to be the world’s top!”
 ——-
 When she heard the strange singing, Tang Xinjue was opening the bags of daily necessities with a toothbrush in her mouth.
 “…”
 Tang Xinjue fell silent as she saw the toilet plunger in her hand.
 ——-
 *) 985 and 211 universities means some better universities in China.
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 A teenager named Evan Mason was reincarnated into the magical world of Harry Potter and goes to school at Hogwarts! 
 With only his knowledge of the future and great talent for magic, he takes the path towards the top of the magic world, only to realize that ever step he took, changed everything!
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 In the waves of steam and machinery, who could achieve extraordinary? In the fogs of history and darkness, who was whispering? I woke up from the realm of mysteries and opened my eyes to the world.
 Firearms, cannons, battleships, airships, and difference machines. Potions, divination, curses, hanged-man, and sealed artifacts… The lights shone brightly, yet the secrets of the world were never far away. This was a legend of the “Fool”.
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 Bryana Jill Darlene, that's her name. Some people like to call her "Bryana" while others call her "Jill".
 She is a young mother aged 24 years and has a son named Calvin Darlene.
 Her failure in building a household ark because her husband is cheated makes Bryana distrustful of the sincerity of a man's love. The rich woman prefers to be busy managing her father's company.
 Her ex-husband, Alex, continues trying to get custody of Calvin. He did not hesitate to try to kidnap and injure Bryana. This led Bryana's brother, Raymond Darlene, to hire two bodyguards to protect his younger siblings and nephews.
 Who knows? The new bodyguard who was in charge of guarding Bryana, named Dean Jackson, successfully caught her attention. A well-built man with a cold and formal attitude made the young mother curious about his life.
 It turns out that Dean is a widower and has a daughter named Sofia. his wife had died in childbirth. This made him very devastated and could not replace his late wife with another woman in his heart.
 Will Bryana be able to take Dean's, lonely heart?
 This story is not just about romance, there are conflicts and actions in it
 Let's read this book
 Story by Me
 Art by Pinterest
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 The debt of love in the ninth world will be repaid in this world.
 The school flower, the royal sister, the loli… all of them are my lover in the previous life. Only by repaying the debt of love can I live!
 In order to survive, Yu Mo worked hard!
 Loving the school flower, loving the royal sister, pampering the loli… It’s a lot of fun.
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 Talented in Magecraft but useless in physical combat?
 Can summon 10,000 Servants but can he defend the rear by himself?
 I will say just one line in reply:
 “That will not be a problem!”
 This is the tale of a young man who obtained an enshrined miracle.
 “As long as I have my familiars, I am undefeatable!”
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 Lu Yuan, who played games all night, traveled to a super-fantasy + super-sci-fi world where everyone can become a god, ignite the fire, and condense the gods. 
 At the beginning of the game, he was deceived by the good brother of the intermediate resource card, and he also chose the desert worm that only multiplied and had no attack power as a believer. 
 Fortunately, activating the small auxiliary start of the system allowed the desert worm to mutate 
 Desert worm + nest gene = nest larva 
 Nest Larva + Ripper’s Blood = Ripper Zergling 
 Ripper Zergling + Demon Gene = Demon Ripper 
 Demon ripper + sneak fragment + god gene = god killer 
 … 
 When Lu Yuan swept time and space with countless zerg armies, the multiverse trembled.
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 Winner of Joara 2019 Novel Of The Year:
 One day, I was summoned to this world.
 Beasts poured out, and an incredible crisis came.
 My talent couldn’t have been worse.
 [The player’s talent level is at rock bottom.] [Almost all the numbers are hopeless.] Whether chosen warriors or talented wizards.
 Whether you’ve gone back in time.
 You have to take advantage of everything in order to survive.
 “What about tr*sh? What can you do to survive?”
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 A Professional Transmigrator meets a newbie Regressor.
 He lived an average, fulfilling life and died of old age. The next moment, he opened his eyes as the Princess of Asmaria.
 While looking forward to his new life, he died again.
 And so began his 151,897,914th life as Samur Eckart.
 Samur is a Professional Transmigrator- or so he says, as he gets transmigrated into a new world every time he dies.
 However, each time, his memories return only moments before his death. If he successfully survives, he gets to live that life, if he dies, well, he just moves on to his next moment of death.
 Once again on the verge of death as Samur, he’s saved at the last moment by a young boy.
 Surprise, surprise, the young boy is a Regressor.
 As a man of honour, Samur intends to repay his debt then leave because the world is too inconvenient to live in.
 Well, that’s what he thought, at least, but the Regressor and his friends are kind of… weird, and he can’t seem to get away at all?
 However, not everything is as it seems. Samur’s whims have made him the part of an eternal lie.
 Shadows dance in glee as they concoct a requiem far grander than anyone can imagine, while the Lights tremble in delight as the apocalypse threatens the Universe.
 The dies have been cast, the play has been written, the characters are on the stage, and the sacrifices have been made.
 And so, it’s finally time to let this game begin.
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 “We campaigned for a century, prevailing against all obstacles. The sole exception being the Marshal, who could not be defeated…… the military fame of the Marshal endures, yet the Alliance has been utterly crushed. From this day forth, all the glory belongs to the Marshal, himself.”
 As the Alliance government that stood for a thousand years crumbled, the Galactic Empire rose into power. The supreme military leader of the Alliance, Gavin Silla, refused to surrender and chose to fight to the death for his nation.
 “Your Majesty, in the Age of Old Earth, mint blossoms were believed to be an omen for reunion. In the language of flowers, it means—
 —hoping to see you once more.”
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 Super soldier Su Chen, returned to the city and returned to the city, set off all directions! The king of soldiers that once famous the world, let everyone be convinced!
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 I traverse along the pathway of darkness and imagination…
 Entering the realm born by human imaginations…
 Challenging Harry Potter’s magic, commanding the great Pirates of the Caribbean.
 Terminating the Terminator’s strength, tearing apart the Matrix’s Hallucination.
 Virus is my slave.
 Endurance my inheritance.
 Growing and hunting in the boundless universe.
 Breaking through boundaries in a mysterious space.
 Desiring evil, conspiracy and betrayer. Who can redeem what was already lost?
 In a battle of demons, who can leave an immortal legacy?
 A declining Trump card, Final evolution!
 I’m… on a journey!
 We are one!
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