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"Lin Yi transmigrated into the world of Xianxia and found himself bound with a Supreme Downloading System. For a man who could not be more ordinary, he began his trip to the pinnacle of life. While everyone else worked hard to cultivate, all he needed was to press a button to download it! Be it superior cultivating manuals, superior physiques, spiritual treasures, or elixirs, all Lin Yi needed to do was press download and they would be his. Lin Yi was exasperated. It was not like he did not want to work hard, but the system itself was just too great!"

Being a contract killer is easy, if your good at it. Well that's what I would have said, if I was still an active one. Now I'm just some wandering gunslinger tryin to rid the world of evil and finding a purpose.

After waking up one day, Bruce Lite found himself possessing the body of an American Agent that enjoyed all kinds of benefits, he made tens of thousands of dollars a month, he had power, and everything else he could dream of. But when he snapped out of his new found happiness, he realised that he was currently in the Marvel Cinematic Universe. And that's when the desperation set in. While his first reaction to it was that it was pretty 'cool', after realising that at some point in the near future, a purple freak would snap his fingers and he had a 50 - 50 shot at surviving, Bruce felt his whole body go cold. In the stories Bruce was familiar with, when this type of situation happened, the person in question would get some kind of ability, or maybe position in the world that could enable him to have a fighting chance. But no matter how hard he tried, there was simply nothing there for him to discover in the first place. He was a simple level 3 agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. and that was it. No powers, nothing. Until after a while had passed, at a time where Bruce found himself slowly accepting his fate, he suddenly obtained the ability he was looking so desperately for. He could now download other people’s abilities. And while nothing in the world was free, and he couldn’t just become a God right off the bat, this gave him a real shot at surviving. But after being desperate for that long, would Bruce really be satisfied with just surviving?

In a world filled with countless treasures, countless powers, and countless hunters for treasure. Who would come out on top? Who would find the Ultimate Treasure and enter God's Ground? Shin, a young boy who lost his life after living in bed for years due to an accident was revived into a new world, in a new body. Strange yet powerful identity, tragic yet hot-blooded backstory. He, who didn't inherit the memories of his body now had to find everything on his own. But, he wasn't that unlucky. At least, he awakened a unique system. A system that allowed him to download anything within the vicinity of his body. From then on, he finally decided to chase his dream and become the RICHEST MAN in the world so that he would never have to suffer again. .................... After writing One Piece and Naruto Fan-fiction, I wanted to write something similar but not ta fan-fiction. So, I decided to write a new original story. I hope you will enjoy it.

Meet Li Feng in other world adventure and with a system in his soul which will help him to make everything ok for him. Li Feng: System System: User call me manager. Li Feng: can you change your voice to a female one. System: Are you the owner? Are you an admin? You are only a user. Li Feng: Can I download heavenly fighting technique. System: yes Li Feng: plz download System: downloading start estimated time to complete download data ( 142 years and 5 months 3 days and 21 minutes.) Li Feng: fuck System: the searching result of fuck, .......... sorry loading took long because of downloading the search is stopped. Li Feng: @#&%*<#!

Xin MeiYin is a 21 year old flight attendant looking for the missing piece in her life...Love! Almost giving up in her search, she finds good feelings in her boss Li Han who has just recently acquired her airline in a weird yet still justifiable way. As MeiYin goes on a search to find the cause of those good feelings, Li Han is also trying to woo the future Mrs. Li. On Hiatus: currently creating a stock pile of chapters to be able to release updates more often and constantly. I hope to end hiatus and resume updates in February. Please be kind to me.

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Computer systems have pervaded business and private life in virtually every area and their paramount economic and social impact define our daily routine. But what if we go 79 years into the future? Atari Ping, an ordinary university student of F-Town is going to find out. His boring life is soon to be disturbed by the arrival of a system that is urging him to establish a connection to the future. He is going to control robotic avatars, build a network of machines and invade the future city for a yet unknown reason - all while he will learn about the gamification features and cultivation capabilities of his system.

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