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[The pampering story has ended] For a hundred million, he bought her. "From today onward, you're mine, in body and soul." The man held her, declaring dominantly like an emperor. ... ... Lucas Walker: Xiaoye, you are the rib that God took out of me. Xiaoye: I spit, it is you who is the rib, your whole family is the rib. Baby A: Mommy, is a rib the same as a spare rib? Baby B: I like sweet and sour flavor.

=== WSA 2025 === Way before I was even born, my world was invaded. Actually, not just my world, my entire damn universe was overrun by another, led by a single race that called themselves the Eternals. And they were prepared. Very prepared. Every life we lost in the war against them was used by them. They didn’t just kill people, they captured their souls, forged them into Phantoms, and used the souls to twist beasts into Abominations. Our dead became their army. Three hundred years later, I was born. A guy with way too much energy. Sitting still? Impossible. Taking it slow? Not happening. I was always moving, always ready to burst into action. Then I awakened, and got a talent too. My Talent's Name Was Generator. Because of it I never ran out of energy. Ever. My muscles? Supercharged. My healing? Faster. My stamina? Please, I had no idea what being tired even felt like. So if the universe wanted to throw an endless war at me? Fine. I’d throw everything I had right back. I wasn’t born a hero. Never wanted to be one. But this war? It wasn’t just my universe’s fight anymore. It was mine. The Eternals made sure of that when they took my parents' souls. Discord: https://discord.gg/3q2GJdk27D

The Crown Prince of the Capital brought a woman back home, hiding her from sight and pampering her to the skies. Rumor has it she's just a bumpkin from the countryside, pretty but utterly useless. Capital city buzzes: Just a vase rising through beauty alone. When the college entrance examination results are released, why is the name of the national top scorer that very 'vase'? At the gathering for the Association of Painters' new apprentices, why is she standing next to the Chairman? ... As various disguises are unveiled, everyone is silenced, wishing they could hide. Who the hell said she was just a vase? Stand up! A certain lady, bullied, covers her hands and cries in pain. Lord Chen comforts her: My lovely wife is so beautiful and moving, why would you bully her? People, with anger they dare not express, cover their faces. Please make it clear, who is the one being bullied!

=== WSA 2025 === Lange, lange und sehr lange bevor ich überhaupt geboren wurde, wurde meine Welt überfallen. Eigentlich nicht nur meine Welt, mein gesamtes verdammtes Universum wurde von einem anderen überrannt, angeführt von einer einzigen Rasse, die sich selbst die Ewigen nannten. Und sie waren vorbereitet. Sehr gut vorbereitet. Jedes Leben, das wir im Krieg gegen sie verloren, wurde von ihnen genutzt. Sie töteten die Menschen nicht nur, sie fingen ihre Seelen ein, schmiedeten sie zu Phantomen und nutzten die Seelen, um Bestien in Abscheulichkeiten zu verwandeln. Unsere Toten wurden zu ihrer Armee. Dreihundert Jahre später wurde ich geboren. Ein Typ mit viel zu viel Energie. Stillsitzen? Unmöglich. Es langsam angehen? Nicht möglich. Ich war immer in Bewegung, immer bereit, in Aktion zu treten. Dann erwachte ich und bekam auch ein Talent. Mein Talent hieß Generator. Deswegen ging mir nie die Energie aus. Niemals. Meine Muskeln? Aufgeladen. Meine Heilung? Schneller. Meine Ausdauer? Bitte, ich hatte keine Ahnung, wie sich Müdigkeit überhaupt anfühlte. Wenn das Universum also einen endlosen Krieg auf mich werfen wollte? Fein. Ich würde alles, was ich hatte, zurückwerfen. Ich wurde nicht als Held geboren. Wollte nie einer sein. Aber dieser Krieg? Es war nicht mehr nur der Kampf meines Universums. Es war meiner. Die Ewigen stellten das sicher, als sie die Seelen meiner Eltern nahmen.

The earth has entered the era of aura recovery, and human beings have started their supernatural awakening! Jiangnan suddenly awakened the strongest stall system. Potion? Detoxification soybeans? Lucky cherries? In short of supply! The world’s top gods, richest men, beautiful school girls, popular anchors, cold goddesses, and peak powers have all come to buy. Jiangnan: “I’m not interested in making billions of dollars! I just want to pit… Uh, my wish is for world peace!” If you like this, please support us through P at reon to read more chapters Pa tre on : https://www.pa tre on.c om/SystemTranslation

The runaway Chen Enci, upon first meeting Qin Jie, mistook him for the landlord: "Renting your room and bed!" Chen Enci, who moved into Qin Jie's house, woke up hungry in the middle of the night and knocked on Qin Jie's door: "Renting pots and pans!" A month later, Chen Enci saw Qin Jie bring home a pretty lady. He lingered at the front door before banging on Qin Jie's door: "Renting bathroom, facial cleanser, and shower gel!" Half a year later, Chen Enci, drunk, leaned into Qin Jie’s arms under the influence: "Renting... you!" ... We have all become the people we dreamed of being. We haven’t forgotten each other. The alternate title of this book is "You Above the Milky Way".

Ranma di reinkarnasi ke dunia crossover anime sebagai Kamijou Touma, bagaimana nasib Ranma yang sebelumnya penuh dengan kekacauan menjadi jauh lebih kacau di dunia yang baru? Tokoh dari banyak anime lain juga akan muncul di novel ini!

Roland awakens with the memories of the life before his transmigration and gets a soul-bound card which makes him a good writer. He takes part in a national writing contest and submits his writing. But after hearing that the old king has died and there will be a new empress, he is overwhelmed by a wave of panic. Because the title of his work is Oh My, the Empress Is Pregnant, Who's the Father?

[Demonic Path Cultivation + Cold-Blooded + Ruthless + Eerie Immortal Path] [Male protagonist is a regular man, has women but no main female lead.] Xu Sanyan, born as a horse bandit, understands the harsh truth that human life is as insignificant as grass. Kill, or be killed. To survive, he cuts off his compassion, unleashing his darkest self. For a single cultivation technique, he slaughtered a city and wiped out villages. For a spell manual, he cut down those he once cherished. From the "Blood Demon Corpse Refining Technique" to the "Soul-Condensing Ghost Art," his cold blade drips with countless lives. In a world like this, he knows reliance on others is futile. Xu Sanyan’s only desire is to wield his blade and cultivate his inner strength to claim the celestial fruits beyond the Nine Heavens. Translator's Note: if you think this story might be similar to Korean "Demon Sect" stories then be warned because the themes explored in this novel maybe too graphic and inappropriate for certain audiences. Although I have seen reviews on my previous novel (RDC) stating that it wasn't as demonic as the synopsis made it out to be. But since I am bringing this to you, I feel this is my responsibility to put in this disclaimer. Still in the beginning phases of translation, so I don't know how true the synopsis is to the story. If you do find it to your tastes don't forget to leave a 5-star review. Read ahead on Pa.treon@CindelTL

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