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Zhao Du'an, a government official leading a cautious life, finds himself transported to another world where he becomes the favored 'pretty face' of a female emperor and an oppressive, power-abusing villain. Before he can relish the moment, he faces mortal danger for releasing a national criminal. Cornered and desperate, he plans to soothe the female emperor to seek mercy, only to discover his 'leading gigolo' role is a sham. Worse still, his notorious reputation prompts officials and heroes alike to impeach and eliminate him; and martial artists and clerical magicians consider him a disgrace. Overwhelmed, Zhao Du'an decides it's better to stop being human to survive. Starting by betraying his allies, he becomes the Emperor's top lackey. Years later, amidst heavy snowfall in the capital, the female emperor Xu Zhen Guan sighs atop the city tower, 'It was supposed to be a pretend companionship, how did it turn real...' Also known as 'Deceiving and Flattering at the Court of Great Yu', 'The Record of a Villain Going White'.

Lin Jie, seorang transmigran, adalah pemilik toko buku di dunia lain. Dia baik dan berhati hangat, sering merekomendasikan buku penyembuhan kepada pelanggan yang mengalami masa sulit. Dari waktu ke waktu, dia diam-diam mempromosikan karyanya sendiri. Seiring waktu, pelanggan mulai sangat menghormatinya, beberapa bahkan sering membawa makanan khas lokal untuk membalas budi. Mereka sering mencari pendapat profesionalnya dalam memilih buku, dan berbagi pengalaman dengan pemilik toko buku biasa ini kepada orang-orang di sekitar mereka. Mereka dengan hormat dan akrab menyebut dia dengan menggunakan nama-nama seperti "Pesuruh Dewa Iblis", "Penyebar Ajaran Sesat", "Pembuat dan Penyalur Mayat ke Ritus" dan "Gembala Bintang".

Lin Jie, a transmigrator, is the owner of a bookstore in another world. He’s kind and warm-hearted, often recommending healing books to customers who are going through a tough time. From time to time, he secretly promotes his own work too. Over time, these customers begin to respect him greatly, some even frequently bringing local specialties to repay his favor. They often seek his professional opinion when it comes to selecting books, and share their experiences with this ordinary bookstore owner to people around them. They respectfully and intimately refer to him using names such as the “Demon God’s Lackey”, “Propagator of the Flesh and Blood Gospel”, “ ‘Corpse Devouring Sect’s Rites and Customs’ Author” and “Shepherd of the Stars”. Raw by 万劫火

Love Questionnaire: What would you do if you get caught breaking into a cold and arrogant billionaire's mansion?... What if that said billionaire also happens to be your lackey from high school and you don't even recall them? Better yet what if that said billionaire sets a marriage contract on the table and demands that you sign it? Quinn: Hahaha, What stupid questions. Who came up with these? That would never happen to me. A few hours later Quinn: You @%!^%##, you set me up.

After playing the game for a whole night, he died suddenly and traveled through time to become a famous villain in the game. At the beginning, he confessed his love to the noble daughter of the Duke, but the Duke wanted to kill him? He thought he only had one enemy, but when Victor came to his senses, he found that everyone around him wanted him dead. The cold Valkyrie boss insisted on taking his head, and the wealthy lady who covered the sky with one hand wanted to bury him alive. Even the wild dogs on the roadside didn't like him! Under this doomed death ending, there are still countless upcoming players, waiting to share his experience! Not wanting to sit and wait for death, he chose another path. "You all want to kill me so much..." "Then I'll believe in the evil god."

Lin Jie, a traveler, owns a bookstore. He is kind and enthusiastic. He always recommends books that heal the soul to disappointed and depressed guests, and sometimes reads his own works. Over time, these guests have come to treat him with great respect: every day they bring him simple souvenirs, ask him to recommend books, and tell others about the deeds of an ordinary bookstore owner. They respectfully and affectionately call him "Hyena of the Evil God," "Herald of the flesh-and-blood gospel," "Compiler of the Corpse Ritual," and "Shepherd of the Stars."

In his first life, he was a disciplined pugilist who survived by reading opponents, trusting instinct, and enduring hardship. But that strength also chained him — to obligations, to orders, to endlessly being the one others depended on. His regression is quiet. No system. No divine voice. Just a reset… and a choice. This time, he walks a different path: the Tamer class. Not because it’s safe, but because it allows him to connect instead of destroy. To create rather than break. And maybe, to live without being someone’s weapon. His calm eccentricity — the habit of staring too long, talking too little, understanding creatures better than people — makes him stand out in ways he never intended. Beasts trust him. Humans misunderstand him. And both assume there’s more to him than he ever claims. But all he wants is to avoid the chains of loyalty and servitude he suffered before. How to Not Be a Lackey is his quiet rebellion — a journey of taming beasts, taming fate, and finally taming the expectations of a world that keeps trying to shove him into roles he refuses to play.

Ethan a former deliquent bully cocky Jock is reincarnated as Rian, a minor lackey working for the story’s main villain—a tyrannical dark lord. However, Rian soon realizes he’s living in a world that follows the plot of a fantasy novel he read in his past life. The dark lord is destined to be defeated by the hero, and Rian is fated to die as cannon fodder.

The bloodied and battered body fell to the ground with an ominous thud. Leona breath stuck in her throat as her slid further in the dark. He didn’t see her. She hoped the murderer didn’t see or hear her. “Tsk.” She heard the Demon Prince, Ryan click his tongue as his sword dripped the victim’s blood tainting the Phoenix Palace pristine floor. He was humming a foreign tune offhandedly. Her blood ran cold as he bent and grabbed the dead Marquis by his hair and threw him aside out of entryway. The deceased had committed a list of heinous crimes but not even the Imperial Army dared touch him. She was inside the closet and buried herself further in, getting away from the ajar door that displayed horrors. “Won’t you come out?” His casual indifferent comment after a bored sigh halted her. She cupped her mouth not to utter a single word as tears streamed down her face. She prayed he would leave without discovering her. But her brightest stars were hidden behind a cloudy sky today because she heard next the footsteps tearing the silence of the night. Her heart thumped together to join the rhythm as his humming went on. The wardrobe door opened with a dreadful creak and her breathing turned uneven. He smirked with wide amused eyes. “Is that a snoopy rat I see?” Leona shook her head as her body shook, “I-I didn’t see anything!” “Of course, you didn’t.” He whispered through his dimpled smile. He held her flailing wrist and pulled her out of the closet with a single pull that made her lose balance and fall on his chest. As she landed, she squirmed to get out of his arms but he pushed her on the now shut closet. “Please! Don’t kill me, please!” He tipped her head up with his index finger under her chin and hummed, “Duke’s Croft only daughter, motherless, prominent socialite, heir of the Penta mines.” He was listing off her life assets? “Please…” He scoffed as his bloodied gloved hand cupped her face, “Don’t be ridiculous, sweetheart. Why would I do that?” He kissed her sweaty temple “You are going to be a perfect lover.” . Leona Croft isn’t your normal girl; she was assassinated at the age of 21, a day before her wedding with the Second Prince, Sean. But God had mercy on her and she is reborn four years earlier. It took her dying to realize she regretted too many things, to list a few, her loveless engagement, her miserable status as her step-mother’s puppet in the family and whatever dragged her under her killer’s blade. This time she wants to do it right: find love, covet wealth and live a life of privileges. But wait! Why is the ruthless crazy Crown Prince forcing her in a corner to be his wife and accomplice in his life of crime after, just because she witnessed him committing a murder of the corrupt Marquis?! Is her life going to spiral out of control once more?! Or does the Crown Prince want more than her wicked brains?

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!