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Rebirth of the Heavenly Empress
4.76
She is the legendary queen of mercenaries whose name daunts even the big shots in society. With an ancient jade pendant in her hand, she is great at almost everything, be it seeking the truth or the art of healing. However, she unexpectedly reincarnates into a dumb good-for-nothing whom everyone loathes and hates. She is even the laughing stock in society! The once legendary genius of the mercenary regiment can't help but express her disapproval. ——Who are you trying to kid? When I was playing with grenades and explosives, all of you were still playing in the mud! A good-for-nothing? Do you feel great after having your arm twisted by a good-for-nothing? Bottom of the level? Allow me to show you what it means to be a genius! Did someone just call her untalented as compared to her younger sister—born from the same father but different mother—who is gifted in business, finance and business management? Humph, do they know that even the man who stands at the top of the corporate world once begged her to take him in as her disciple? And her father? If she were to mention the name of her biological father, even the world would be shocked... A mysterious ancient healer, they said... She is their saving grace in the eyes of countless patients. An annihilator, they claim... She is a force to be reckoned with. Possessing both beauty and great acting skills, she is a goddess whom everyone looks up to in the entertainment industry. Despite reincarnating into a human again, she still manages to take the world by storm and even accidentally becomes the Missy whom no one dares to trifle. On the one hand, she controls life and death. On the other hand, she controls fate and destiny. She tortures those who deserve it and takes revenge on those who once bullied her. She plays around with influential families and the entertainment industry while casually impressing a certain someone in the process. A legend, indeed.
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Supreme Battle-Technology System In A Desolate Magic World
3.93
Disclaimer: Please be advised that this book contains explicit depictions of Blood and Gore, starting from Chapter XX. It also has visual portrayals of amorous scenes at later chapters—Chapter XXX. Reader discretion is fully advised! [Audience Rating: 18+] *** "What would you do if, as a remarkably-skilled soldier, you were inexplicably transported as an ordinary, talentless human to a world where everyone—including kids as young as four, possess spectacular magical abilities?" How would you react to such a disheartening situation filled with severe melancholic predicaments? This, is the story of Maxmillan, a seasoned veteran soldier from Earth who transmigrated to another world where literally everyone could perceive and utilize an energy called Astra Mystralis, a boundless mystical energy that when mastered, can cause countless manifestations of phenomenal and fantastical magical effects! Oppressed, inhumanely abused, and treated cruelly, Maxmillan surrenders to his tragic fate as an ordinary, completely useless person in a world where Astra Mystralis serves as the fundamental cornerstone of their reality. But, Maxmillan's fate would change when he becomes the host of the Supreme Battle-Technology System; a powerful, sentient futuristic interface that would limitlessly bestow him with destructively potent and immensely functional, basic to supreme, transcendent, and sterling super-ranked weapons, as well as countless tons of incredible and stupendously advanced, superior-grade equipments, instruments, tools, machineries, apparatuses, and gears from tens of thousands of centuries in the future! So, equipped with potent futuristic items like Multiple-Barrel Neutron Burst Emission Gun, Strength-Amplifying Exo-Mechanical Arms, Wide-Area Plasmic and Electric Arc Grenades, Outer-Space Fast-Flight Suit, Lightning Annihilator Armor, Turbo-Thruster Propelled Speedcycle, and many more—which are some of the massive numbers of items he obtained after completing really arduous and immensely taxing, time-limited missions, quests, and tasks, Maxmillan gradually gains the means to defend himself against overpowering hordes and assemblies of vicious, greedy, and malevolent Astra Mystralis users who relentlessly pursued him because of his astounding otherworldly ability—to mysteriously and endlessly materialize different types of absolutely rare weapons, devices, and equipment, as well as summon astounding ground and air-transportation means, making him a strange and incomprehensible anomaly in their world. Coupled with numerous bionic upgrades, gene-constitution alterations, biological augmentations, advanced cybernetical fortifications, serum-based transformations, chemical super-boosts, and a massive plethora of neural enhancements that will bestow him with myriad superhuman abilities—such as energy-beam vision, gale-force breath, extreme-hypersonic to near-light-speed flight, matter manipulation, annihilation-beam discharge, tiny to vast-scale lightning explosion creation, and hundreds more, watch how Maxmillan—now a super-powered, metahuman Cyborg warrior, will bravely and fearlessly fight his way through teeming large numbers of moderately powered to astronomically powerful and savage, phenomenal god-like users of Astra Mystralis to ascend to a position of supreme fame, unmatched honor, and dazzling, incomparable glory! *** Note: This narrative unfolds as a distinctive tale seamlessly combining elements of intense climactic actions, epic magical summoning skills, pets collection and training, magical beasts exomechanical amplification, futuristic marvels, a unique Level-Up System, thrilling dangerous adventures and heartwarming family moments. And yes, it has Harem. But it's not your usual women-chasing (story-ruining) MC. This is totally different, as he's a goal-focused, plot-driven one. Same as the FMCs who are super-strong, indomitable, and impressively ambitious. Read to see for yourself. Thanks!
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Being Wanted for Modifying My Daughter's Toy Car
4.13
"Kids, what kind of person is your dad?" In a certain class, a teacher was giving a lesson to the children, with the theme being "My Dad." Outside the window, there were a large number of photography tools set up, clearly for a live broadcast. "My dad is a firefighter." "My dad is a boss. There are several dozen employees in his company." "My dad is a car mechanic. He can fix any car." The children eagerly answered one by one, but when it came to Xia Zixin, things were a bit different. "My dad is a genius in weapons. He can make any kind of gun and ammunition!!" Everyone was taken aback, but they didn't take it seriously. "I'm serious!" With that, Xia Zixin reached into her bag and pulled out a shiny Desert Eagle, placing it on the desk. Everyone was stunned. Xia Zixin smiled proudly. "Do you want to see more? I have got hand grenades, smoke bombs, and tear gas in my backpack." The people present were dumbfounded. Instantly, the entire internet began searching for Xia Zixin's dad...
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An Apocalyptic Survivor
“F*ck you” *Boom The grenade in Adam hand blew up and him and the horde surrounding him went up in flames. Adam thought ‘Finally, peace at last’
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The torturing system
hi guys, this is my first time making a novel, so let me know if you like it or not_______________________________________John has died, he was found by the police so he decided to kill himself with a grenade, including the officer "if I'm dying, your dying with me!" so when he died, he was chosen to be given the torture system to torture people across the multiverse that deserve to be tortured to death._______________________________________
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Within a dungeons grasp
Branch And Grenade are two teenagers living in the world of Dem-one, Branch is useless and doesn’t make enough money to make himself useful. Grenade is incredibly useful and everyone likes her cause she is useful, they live together by the way. Oh yeah and monsters, lots of em, they wanna kill everyone, but Branch ain’t bout to let that happen cause he’s a big boy with a big boy knife and a typo to control them monsties. STRETCH GOALS: 50 power stones in one week= some extra chapters in the next week. 100 power stones in one week= holy wow that’s a lot... umm, how about a world AND story update every day for a week? Yeah that sounds good.
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Reborn As A Crown Prince
4.6
「Writing this novel as a way to pass time with the Lockdown in my country, once this whole ordeal is over, I may still release chapters, maybe once a day!」 1~2 chapters per day\(●□●)/ -------------------- In a last stand against a weird family heiress, Former Spy Snake successfully manages to take her down in a suicide attempt with a grenade, hoping for an afterlife where he wouldn't need to live the dangerous life he lived before... 'Paradise... Luxury and a Carefree life!' -------------------- "what the..." Snake muttered, he was surrounded by a few giants...
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My Husband Turned Against Me
4.76
Transmigrated as an ugly fool who brought bad luck to her parents? Fooled into working like a donkey for her family? Called a springboard by her grandparents? "I'll use my left hand for surgery and my right hand for running a business. Good days are ahead of us. Those who took from me will now have to return it all, and those who lied to me won't escape judgment," Lin Luo said. What? According to law, women who didn't marry by the time they turned eighteen would be... Lin Luo approached the poor, handsome student who lived next door. "You are not particularly ambitious, and I want an ordinary life. Why don't we get together?" She asked. "That works," Yan Su replied. After the two of them got married, both of them felt something was amiss. "Honey, what's the robe under this box used for?" Lin Luo asked. "Darling, I found a strange metal lump in your basket. There's a small metal circle on top," Su Yan said. "Oh!" Lin Luo exclaimed.' We can talk things out. Don't touch the grenade ring!'
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Kingdom building system : my system has a bug
I was a prodigy in My past Life. I have written Many thesis and Research Papers on Engineering, Physics and Chemistry for which I have won gold Medals. One day While I was playing Pubg I fell asleep and was transmigrated to a new world. And guess what just like Other MC I have my mana heart which is the source of Mana Crippled by my Father who is a King and was exiled into a remote place. Yeah I received a system but It is non-functional and was only able to see the other talents and that's it. As I gave up and thinking about Alchemy , I received as a System which functions quite well. What!! My mana heart is Recovered. And Top of that I can extract Mana from dying creatures. I gain levels as I kill!!! Simply Wowww!!!!!! As I checked the inventory I was like WTF!!!! Grenades , Land mines and Missiles that too in millions in number and the number grows . I can Copy one talent as long as I kill the Creature and What's more If I copy one or more same talent they can fuse. This system is surely overpowered and pretty sure It has a bug.
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Upgrading to Become Invincible.....
"Ding ~ Host has been killed, experience + 100.""Ding ~ The Host despises the strong, imposing manner + 100.""Ding ~ Host has consumed a point, you have received a modern hand grenade!"You can cut me, but can't you cut my face? He had to rely on his face to survive!Ye Fan had traveled through a fantasy world filled with slaughter. The system told him that he could live forever!You are an Earth Divine Realm expert? Sorry, kill him! Are you a Heavenly Dipper Sovereign? In my eyes, it's too trashy!Indestructible! This world is vast and boundless, and I am the king! Discord Link:: https://discord.gg/8kS73bFor any suggestions, Comments or Complaints.
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The Tank is Mightier Than the Sword
坦克比刀剑更有力。。。 Some smart person once said that “the pen is mightier than the sword.” In a roundabout sort of way, they were definitely right. But you know what else is mightier than the sword? And in a much less roundabout way? That’s right: the tank. Yes. The tank. Specifically, the good ol’ M1 Abrams Main Battle Tank. 70 tons of concentrated American-made death. One 120mm smoothbore gun. A 50 caliber heavy machine gun complimented by a pair of M240 LMGs. Hell, it can even shoot missiles or grenades if you want it to! Basically, throw one of these bad boys into the middle of a medieval fantasy world where most people are still hacking away at each other with swords, and you’ve got yourself a recipe for success. I sure hope you're excited. 'Cuz that's exactly what we're going to do.
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Anamnesis: Queen of the Apocalypse
4.74
"The world is your lemonade, within your lemon veins, and your heart's a lemon grenade."Awakened to the future where humanity is a rare flower amongst many bioengineered demi-human developed by an underground civilization, in order to survive the calamity brought by none other than the above. Ironically, an Angel was supposed to be a sign of hope and purity, not brutal massacre and destruction.It starts with a feeble soul being chosen by two shady entities who speak nonsense and then brought to the body of woman with a weird name.Lacking any proper knowledge and common sense of the new world, it's the time to learn how to do spells and formation! People deem magic as a superstition of false input to the human brain, but here? Magic is a scientific phenomenon that was made into reality by one of the noble pantheons, giving the rebels of fate a chance to send a gigantic middle-finger sharp clear to the sky.Using the Mana Sea within one's body, they can develop a path to glory and immortality to usurp the throne we call life. Expand the miniature realm of your mana depository to research Technique's Core, Magic Virus Factory, Golden Orb, and many other powerful discoveries within hidden realms with great secrets to uncover!But magic alone is not enough, you need to gather allies, develop your own blade, and enrich your dopamine in the face of danger.So rejoice, as the only way to survive this heinous world is to adapt to the spontaneous Calamity and the future danger for thee who's wise in the way of destruction. To survive this ride, this heaven, this hell, this neverending vagabond— This Anamnesis.—The one of a kind Second-Person Pov, ready to give you a seat to an action packed and emotional rollercoaster. A brand new experience, to a colorful memory. Become Long Leggy, and venture the broken world with no clear information given, with some slick reference and comedy thrown along the way.The cover belongs to its rightful owner, the sauce is in "General Info."—Unused to read second person pov and still reluctant? Read "Enter Me! The Skillionaire Says In Parentheses"
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Rage of the 21st Century
“Vote for the skill that you feel is the best weapon for humanity?" Camila gazed at the screen of light that had materialised out of thin air and presented her with 6 choices. “Sword, Virus, Gun, Poison, Acid, Grenade” After a long period of deliberation, she picked a choice. After that, a series of messages appeared on the screen of light. "Total number of votes= 6,89,61,52,149" "Skill of the Human Race: Gun" "Existing weapons will be sealed" "The 7-Way Racial War will begin in 60 minutes. All the best!" At the next moment, bright curtains of light rose all over the world. ---------------------------- Update Schedule: Weekly Updates Disclaimer: I don't own this cover. The rights of the cover belong to the creator. Discord: https://discord.gg/Q544Bxu
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Ark Chronicle
“If people suddenly leave me or give up on me with or without any reasons, it's their loss, not mine..” He vowed to get stronger and bolder which is true with the help of this mysterious place called Ark. This world messed up big time. About thousands of years ago, monsters were born. They came from the ground, the sky, and the ocean. They made a sudden attack on the humans and we were almost wiped out. The high weapons we had developed over thousands of years were useless. These guys had crazy tough skin and it took dozens of bullets to bring one down. People in this world were barely able to keep their city from falling to complete disaster by mobilizing a bunch of soldiers but it didn’t end there. As time passed on, a huge portal appeared within the city. The portal got bigger and bigger until one day a stream of monsters started spilling out of it. We tried everything. Shot into it, threw grenades into it… but it didn’t stop them. Luckily miracle happens some countries who survive the invasion happen to help. So, those who survive the calamity were saved by them.
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The Goal System
Lucas Wheaton was your average joe. He worked as a Business Analyst for a regular company, being paid a modest sum. He had two cats and lived in downtown Toronto in a cheap studio apartment. His life was average to say the least. That was, until he woke up in an alleyway with no recollection of how he got there. Suddenly, a mechanical voice appeared in his head, “Welcome Host! You have been selected to receive the wonderful goal system!” The words echoed in his head. Using this new system, Lucas would conquer this new world of magic and blades with guns and grenades. But first he had to find a place to stay. This is my first novel, and English is not my first language. Please let me know where and how I can Improve. Thank you for reading.
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Invincible non-stop upgrading system AUTHOR: KU XIU REN SHENG
“Ding ~ Host has been killed, experience + 100.” “Ding ~ The Host despises the strong, imposing manner + 100.” “Ding ~ Host has consumed a point, you have received a modern hand grenade!” You can cut me, but can you not cut my face? He had to rely on his face to survive! Ye Fan had traveled through a fantasy world filled with slaughter. The system told him that he could live forever! You are an Earth Divine Realm expert? Sorry, kill him! Are you a Heavenly Dipper Sovereign? In my eyes, it’s too tr*shy! Indestructible! This world is vast and boundless, and I am the king!------------------------------------------------------DISCLAIMER: I do not own this novel just wanted to share this to all, so that after you read the first few chapter you can go read this on your own..AUTHOR: Ku Xiu Ren Sheng
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I am the First
In a neighborhood filled with gang violence, shootings, and killing, I drove into this neighborhood and parked in front of a gray house in my white Toyota car. I got out of the car in my military uniform. I was your typical American black guy—tall with dreadlocks. As I got out of the car, I lit my blunt. Then I puffed it, feeling irritated , I crushed my blunt on my car, which I had never done before. I looked at the gray house and smiled, then I walked towards my truck and opened it. I looked inside and shook my head. What was inside brought back terrible memories. Memories that would push a man to kill himself; many of my friends did. I put on the body armor. It felt comfortable. I missed the feeling of protection it provided. Then I put a Glock G17 in my holster. I strapped a knife to my ankle. Then I grabbed my HK416, a gun that brought me to hell and back. I didn’t have to grab ammunition because it was already on my body armor. Then lastly, I grabbed three grenades. As I slowly walked up the steps of the gray house, I saw how the lawns were overgrown, how toys were scattered everywhere. And lastly, I felt something that I had lost many years ago—power. The intoxicating feeling of being above others.
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#13 Reborn
Created and born in a top secret government research facilities, trained and modified in a harsh military environment. She is a one of the Government Elite A1A SHS, a team that embarks mission beyond human comprehension, penetrating foreign soil to gain intelligence, destroying their enemies' last line of defense and dealing with weapons unknown to the world. She is # 13, unfeeling and designed to kill with a superhuman intelligence and a chameleon like adaptability. That night, A1A SHS were sent on a mission, and according to the intelligence they received, they were assigned to infiltrate the enemies' territory to obtain a certain microchip. This microchip was designed to contain a virtual armory set that can be implanted in human skin. This can help the host to gain the upper hand in battle. However, upon invading the facility, a mishap happened. Three members of the group were killed only # 13 and # 19 remained in the center of the research facility, heavily wounded and exhausted."19, we are heavily surrounded and I got the chip with me. 7, 10 and 16 are down, and there's no way I'm gonna hand it back to them" said 13.She swallowed the chip and continued to fire against the opposite squads together with #19. Unfortunately they were shot by an RPG -17 type grenade launcher."13! Watch out!!!"-------BOOMMM!!!!!!!-------- pain....pain......darkness.....Slowly opening her eyes, white ceiling and a very handsome boy is sleeping beside her, holding her hand. Checking her hands, she immediately noticed that they are smooth and pearl white, gone are the callouses that surrounded her fingers. She slowly touched her hair, how come it is long? Shifting to the side of the bed was a mirror and there she saw a reflection of a face beyond beauty and can over-turn the world-------"Who am I?"
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My Irregular DnD System
[TAKE A ShiT TO UNLOCK A NEW REWARD!] A gaudy voice declared outta nowhere. "What is this now?" This digital thing appeared in front of my eyes as I was eating nachos, watching Breaking of the Beds. My favorite porn movie, just as this Walter dude told this Jesse chick they need to sell their bodies for money. [Take. A ShIT. TO UNLOCK. A NEW REWARD!] The message echoed again, its digital voice tinged with what sounded suspiciously like impatience. "...Is this a prank?" I asked myself out loud like a fucking idiot. As if the answer wasn't obvious enough. "Oh, right. Nobody cares enough about me to make a prank like this." I realized. "So, I've finally gone insane. Oh well, I live alone so I don't gotta really worry about anyone but myself..." Let me introduce myself. I'm Micheal Micheals, the epitome of a loser. My parents couldn't even be bothered to think of a unique name for me. If I were in a room with four people and a grenade was thrown in, not only would no one dive on it to save me, but they'd probably shove me towards it instead. The only person who wouldn't is, well, me. But given the spectacular failure that is my life, I'm starting to question even that. All my life, I've been the textbook definition of a loser. Friends? They ran for the hills the second they met me. Teachers? Wrote me off from day one. Bosses? Probably daydream about firing me out of a cannon. A girlfriend? That's a good one. My first crush? She stomped on my heart like it was part of her morning workout routine. My parents? They threw in the towel and disowned me. Even my bully had a breakdown the first time he saw me, sobbing that I was too hideous to gaze upon as he pummeled me. I mean, I don't think I'm the Elephant Man or anything, but I guess being Micheal Micheals comes with its own set of cursed rules. Victory? Not even in my dreams. They all morph into nightmares, and every night is a special screening of 'Micheal's Greatest Fears' with a side of sleep paralysis. Life for me has been like constantly rolling a 1 on luck or something. A living, breathing failure, just using up oxygen until I expire. The universe seems to have it out for me. I once thought about ending it all just to give the world a break, but even that seemed like too much effort.
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Project Human
Year 20XX, a large explosion devastated the city of New York. The explosion, although was huge —was vastly weak compared to a grenade explosion, as if there was no heat nor force exerted. The buildings were completely intact, however there are no survivors, the city were suddenly crawling with vicious creatures now identified as "Animus", beasts with greater strength to handle any of humanity's weapons of that time.One by one, country by country, until today— the silent explosions continuously appears to bring dread to humanity. Years of work after the initial explosion, researchers were able to detect fluctuations before the explosions, buying enough time for people to evacuate.But that doesn't mean that it will help humanity in reclaiming their cities, they would only continue to fall apart from there. However, this breakthrough is what allowed research to go further than just observing. Smaller explosions that were detected, was observed to only spawn weaker variants of Animus, a category known as Lesser Animus. Animus that are smaller and weaker, yet durable nonetheless. Soldiers were dispatched in order to retrieve Animus carcasses to be studied.By two more years, humanity was able to find out the means to make a weapon against their now common enemy. A weapon capable of using Anima, an energy used by Animus. However the only ones that can wield it are the creatures that can produce Anima from their body which are the Animus themselves. Although humanity was ready to give up on their fate, by one stroke of luck their evolution led to be the one they need the most. A rare number of people with the capability to absorb and utilize Anima energy appeared, thus the start of the battle for reclaiming.However, while female combatants can control their Anima energy, the male combatants can hardly control their own, resulting in their own transformation into an Animus themselves. Thus it was banned for men to use any Anima equipments, only to be instated as non-combatant officers.These individuals are titled "Reapers" for their ability to produce Anima. An organization was formed in order to manage the Reapers and to dispatch them as humanity's finest weapon against the Animus.Fifty years after the initial explosion, the Anti-Animus "Soul Retrievers"— branch in Quezon City, Manila, a man was enlisted as part of the 4th Division of Reapers. A rare individual which is in between normal human and a Reaper, a man with a weaker Anima energy, yet is capable of wielding it freely as much as others. A small piece that will undoubtedly play a part in the largest project of Humanity: the reclamation of safety and to claim victory against the Animus.
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