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In the 15th year of Lolan’s independence, Luo En transmigrated to this world. But because his system needed six months to load, he had to make use of his own know-how to open a bar in the city and use the bar to familiarize himself with this new universe he was in. But the location of the bar was poor, so the only customer he had was a man named Charles. This man was a very strange one who enjoyed asking Luo En about the country. He would ask about matters concerning the military, the people, and any other topic that would have seemed potentially treasonous. “What sort of person do you think the current king of Lolan is?” “Which side do you think is more likely to win the war between Lolan and Waoh?” “Which of the king’s sons do you think is most suitable to be the next king?” Charles’ questions were always so bold. Luo En was always on the verge of rolling his eyes. As a top student of the 21st century who was well versed in military matters and history, these brainless questions were an insult to his intelligence. But since Charles always spent so much money here, he decided to just answer some of Charles’ questions. “The current king of Lolan is a good king who’s hard to come by. His legacy will definitely go down in history!” “Before him, Lolan was a divided nation where the aristocrats took control of everything, oppressing the people and making their lives difficult. White Horse City and Sunset City were filled with poor and hungry people, even selling their children to make ends meet and eating absolutely anything they could find. It was such a tragedy.” “Thankfully, the current king united the country and gave the people a peaceful and stable environment to live in. At the same time, he set new laws to help the people come out of their post-war poverty…” “So, I think the current king is a truly wise man, a good king who comes once every millennium!” After hearing these words, the king in disguise at the bar felt his heart palpitate. “You know me the best!”

All credit goes to the author and the editors , i am merely a fan and just want to share this awesome story . Introduction: Su Yang was bound to a ‘Slag Shou Redemption System’. Every world he entered as a Slag Shou who has been spurned by the Gong. In order to return home as soon as possible, he began the cautious journey of strategizing to take down the gongs who no longer love him. Later, he discovered that these mission targets who were supposed to have normal attributes were all freaking abnormal! In the face of this rabid bunch of bigshots, Su Yang was forced down the road of ‘You abuse my body, I abuse your heart, after all the abusing is done, I make a run for it’. ╮(╯▽╰)╭ This story is also known as: “I say I’m not a slag shou, do you believe me?” “The days of being a scapegoat in different worlds.” “One word out of line will trigger Hell mode.” Tentative Worlds: The President’s Unfaithful Lover The Wángye’s Runaway Fiancée The Crime Lord’s Undercover Boyfriend The Ghost King’s Cold Scholar The Emperor’s Trusted Eunuch The Marshal’s Adopted Omega Son The Lord of the Apocalypse’s Zombie Lover Only available till Arc 3 ............. NOT MY STORY!! JUST UPLOADED FOR FUN !! SUPPORT ORIGINAL TRANSLATORS AND AUTHOR !! TRANSLATOR - https://deepdreamtranlations.home.blog/the-strategy-of-washing-clean-a-slag-shou/#:~:text=Introduction%EF%BC%9A,who%20no%20longer%20love%20him.

Miyu Arashira transmigrates into the Murim world as a sleepy 9-year-old with a system that activates whenever she gets annoyed. One problem: She absolutely hates dirt. Her cleaning skill purifies forbidden zones. Her sleepwalking destroys sects. Her creation skill turns manga techniques into god-tier arts. Her upgrade skill converts trash into divine weapons. After accidentally falling into the weakest sect, they immediately worship her as their Supreme Ancestor. Miyu just wants a clean bed. But the Murim world thinks she’s a celestial being who can erase heavens when irritated. Thus begins the rise of a tiny, lazy, OP loli who terrifies immortals… without even knowing why.

Heat, drought, the desert everywhere exuding the smell of death. Under the eerie sunlight, a nearly dried-up puddle suddenly trembled violently, as if something was about to emerge, but in the end, it only released a string of bubbles. "What’s this? I’ve transmigrated!” “I’ve turned into a lake? No—a puddle!” “A puddle in the desert, about to dry up!” Oh……No……!

Kazuki Tanaka, a 23-year-old obsessive clean freak, dies after slipping on a soap bar in his pristine bathroom. Upon awakening, he finds himself summoned to a medieval fantasy world known for war, plague, and most of all — filth. Magic exists, but only destructive spells are valued. That is... until Kazuki discovers his unique "Sanitation Magic" — the power to clean anything, from physical dirt to curses and corruption. With his enchanted mop and a divine disinfectant spell, he becomes the world's most feared purifier. Armed with a modern mind and an OCD-level obsession for hygiene, Kazuki sets out to cleanse not only grime but the rotten hearts of tyrants, monsters, and a continent drowning in chaos. Who needs fireballs when you have bleach bombs and sterilizing fields? Join him on a squeaky-clean rampage in a filthy, magic-infested world!

Vyswe'eyaga had a perfectly normal life. At the age of thirty-five, she will be among the youngest sorcerers to graduate from the Akademiya, then she would enroll at the Warden Association, and live a happy and comfortable life. It was perfect. As if to mock her, everything in her life goes awry when her country is attacked by unknown forces, out of nowhere. Luckily the Elders had prepared a contingency to protect those of her generation from the catastrophe. But then finds herself alone and thrust in a completely different era from her own many years later.

Seth Robinson manages a local kitchen boutique and has had a crush on a customer who frequents the shop. Though too shy to start up a conversation about anything other than kitchen appliances or the newest cooking gadget, Seth still hopes to catch the other’s eye. Seth has a tendency to change his hair color a lot, and when he gets purple highlights, it finally sparks a conversation between the two men.<br><br>Chris Berger runs a catering business in Bellflower and loves visiting Karlee’s Kitchen Essentials, where he can chat with the cute manager. He has a unique way of looking at the world and colors and is intrigued by Seth’s highlights.<br><br>Unfortunately, when they manage to get together, they’re both dealing with major upheavals in their lives. Will they be strong enough to work together to find their happily ever after?

“Living isn’t fun anymore.” So I decided to die. But before I could leave, in the last moments of my life… “Should we make life fun for you?” The Vina people appeared in front of me. They asked me to live. They told me if I died, they’ll die as well. Do they want to live for eternity? “We’ll make you happy. So, don’t die yet.” “If you pledge to be one of us, you can have all the money you’ll ever need for the rest of your life.” “Love, just talk to us. What do you need?” “You can tell us everything you desire.”

Rascal Squad, a squad known for misfits that most in the military doesn’t see much potential in them since they were worst of all the squads. They were sent to complete missions on the behalf of the Beluto Government while encountering dangers and raiders. You have a silver-tongue devil with hot temper to match, a smart alack with a deadly precision and sharp wit, a street-punk cool as a cucumber but brutal in the art of street fighting and Overachiever with a mysterious power that only a few would know When a major threat arise that threaten the wastelands and civilization, who would have thought that these unlikely heroes would be the wastelands' last line of defense. Will they survive and become the best or fail and be forgotten? The novel will be on MoonQuill, Webnovel & Royal Road. You can also read it here, too: https://www.scribblehub.com/series/230879/dry-amp-dead/

Two different souls, from two different worlds...yet, so similar like the same poles of a magnet... He lived the life of carnage - filled with danger and blood. She lived the life of a bird in a cage - safe and sheltered. His life was fucked up. He was a mess made of shackles of betrayal and pain, on his way to become next ruler of the Knight Crime Empire, one of the most dangerous Mafia empires in the world. She had a secret she couldn't bring herself to spill, being silenced by the man she had once trusted, that ultimately made her chose solitude and loneliness to feel safer. Other than this, her life was as simple as it could get, with her in her last year of highschool, on her way to become a valedictorian. Their worlds were like light and dark, like the two sides of a coin. And yet, they weren't so different at all. It was as if the two sides of the coin had been engraved with the same number and symbol., only being separated by the thin wall of metal in between. People were afraid to even look him in the eye and she scared half the school population with her chilling glare and unapproachable look. She knew pain, how it felt to be completely helpless and alone, barely keeping herself from drowning in the shallows of broken promises and truths. He was drowning too, the weight of his past pulling him down. Their actions were carefully calculated yet impulsive, with their anger an armour on their hearts. A reflection. That's what they were. Of each other. See, it's like this - If she is a star, her light brilliant and dazzling, hot anger bubbling on the surface, then he's an exact replica of her with the exact same bright and dazzling light, his anger at the world like the scorching fire and heat. What happens when these two clash? Their equally cold and distant gazes meet? Let me tell you - Fire burns. Gravity draws them close and for once, they can't bear to resist it until their worlds collide, secrets are unleashed and they're forced to chose what they don't want to. Because what good comes out when stars collide?