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Obras de I Eat Tomatoes - Coiling Dragon - Stellar Transformation

Garion was once a famous fitness influencer and a body scientist, and now, he was reincarnated in this mana cultivation world. Just like other novel MCs, he also got his own system, [God Gym]. The system was simple. Every person who trained in his gym would give him power. The more people trained, the stronger he became. Many cultivators called him a heretic just because of the weird workouts he did, but he didn't even care. Because, once his gym members started crushing those arrogant sects... nobody would be laughing anymore.

Garion dulunya adalah seorang influencer kebugaran terkenal dan ilmuwan tubuh, dan sekarang, dia telah bereinkarnasi di dunia kultivasi mana ini. Sama seperti MC novel lainnya, dia juga mendapatkan sistemnya sendiri, [Gym Tuhan]. Sistemnya sederhana. Setiap orang yang berlatih di gym-nya akan memberinya kekuatan. Semakin banyak orang berlatih, semakin kuat dia menjadi. Banyak kultivator menyebutnya sesat hanya karena latihan aneh yang dia lakukan, tetapi dia bahkan tidak peduli. Karena, begitu anggota gym-nya mulai menghancurkan sekte-sekte yang sombong itu... tidak ada yang akan tertawa lagi.

It all began with a poor orphan who would work every day for long hours to pay for his Aunt's medical bills. When his life begins to fall apart and he is homeless sleeping in an alleyway he hears a robotic voice. {Do you wish to integrate with the Dungeon System} "Yes" he answers, without much to lose. And from then his life had never been the same. He was taken into a dungeon each night to hunt and he began to realise just how little he really knew about the world that was much wider than he thought. Discord Server: https://discord.gg/TtnGfdKanr Note: I do not own cover art

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling

'Kill monsters, eat meat' 'I mean, Kill monsters, save lives. Got it.' 'Tut, I could've sworn that the first one sounded better.' She wasn't a girl looking for freedom or self-righteous liberation by a hero, or whatever shit a girl who suffered for almost all her life would crave. -the shit of a life she was living was horrible, but it was bearable, and so she got used to it. Rather, instead of freedom, what this little missy wanted was money. Lots and lots of them so she never has to worry about the next day. Money - bountiful enough that when she has to spend, she doesn't need to look back or calculate her assets to see how much she has left. Money - bountiful enough to get all the fried chicken she could ever dream of. Yeah, you heard it, fried chicken. For those who did not have money to spare leisurely, getting fried chicken was like a pipe dream to them and she had been one of those unfortunate souls. A comfortable roof above her head and no worries as to when she would get ordered around to steal. No worries about when she would get her next meal-- That was her liberation. And she got it. Just that, she got it most absurdly. Awakened! Those were the people ruling the world, alongside beastly and deadly monsters who threatened the safety of average human beings. And those awakened call the shots. Alice never dreamed she would one day be awakened, and compared to others with their game-like system displaying their attributes and strength; she had a full-grown man whom only she could hear, watching her back at every turn and telling her what to do. He was kinda a pain in the ass but she couldn't complain. It was this gift he had bestowed on her that made her the most powerful Awakened there was with stats that even S-class awakeneds couldn't compare to. She was the boss, now. Mwa-hahahahaha. But life didn't go as easy and leisurely as she planned. With great power comes great responsibility, right? Well, in her case with great power comes great hunger. She couldn't go a moment without getting hungry and her stomach had become a bottomless pit. And to get food, she needed money, and to get money, she had to hunt monsters. The monsters plagued humanity, causing catastrophes and taking lives mercilessly. Those monsters, as scary as they may be, were her target and she had to face them head-on. The bigger the monsters the more money she would gain. Yeah, that was the plan, but... This guy acting as her system seemed to have other plans, putting her at the forefront of 'justice' and having her clean the mess he somewhat created. 'Ugh, I can already sense a shadow of foreboding. Someone, please tell me I'm not acting the main character role. I just want to eat, okay?'

Mimpi yang aneh mendatangi Honey di sebuah malam yang dingin. Membuatnya bertemu dengan sesosok mahluk misterius dengan wajah rupawan yang mengaku sebagai seorang vampir. Dia pikir bunga tidur itu akan berlalu begitu dirinya membuka mata. Namun siapa sangka, mahluk itu malah mengikutinya ke alam nyata. Menawarkan pertemanan yang tak biasa di antara mereka. Namun itu baru permulaan. Karena setelah si vampir yang bernama Night itu hadir, banyak hal tak terduga dan tak masuk akal yang mulai terjadi di kehidupan Honey. Membuatnya harus berjuang mati-matian untuk sebuah misi rahasia yang dibawa oleh Night. Misi rahasia seperti apa? Temukan jawabannya di dalam cerita.

Synopsis: Gou Liang was originally a small office worker of the Space-Time Administration Bureau but because of a weird questionnaire, he was sent to multiple worlds in order to complete a mysterious and arduous mission — to use the correct posture to awaken lord god. Traveling through space and time, he experienced world after worlds of lives before realizing something. It turned out, the gentle and sentimental lord god had been alone by himself, guarding the long and endless period of time that he had forgotten… this book is a quick transmigration novel, this is the story of a foodie go-getter and a dimple-loving lord god. A strawberry flavored scholar youth, a lemon flavored cold and aloof film emperor, a snow pear flavored black belly… however, the edible target became the person whom he shared the rest of his life with. Gou Liang’s life underwent sky toppling and earth turning changes. The you in the next world as well, what flavor would you be? 16 worlds in total: School Campus: Strawberry Flavored Scholar Gong Entertainment circle: Lemon Flavored Film Emperor Gong Ancient Time: Honey Tangerine Flavored Shadow Guard Gong WuXia: Papaya Flavored Senior Brother Gong Beastmen: Pineapple flavored Beastmen Gong Ghost Spirits: Snow Pear Flavored Dead Gong Ancient Time: Grape Flavored Regent Gong Apocalypse: Banana Flavored Boss Gong Interstellar: Pomegranate Flavored Sentinel Gong Modern: Citrus Flavored Aristocrat Gong Mecha: Sweet Jujube flavored Lunar New Year Gong Ancient Time: Durian Flavored Battle God Gong Magic: Watermelon Flavored Blackened Gong Cultivation: Cherry Flavored Disciple Gong Fantasy: Blueberry Flavored Demon King Gong Celestial World: Bayberry flavored Senior Immortal Gong Not my novel ! Not my translation ! Translators: KunLin, TaoTao, SilverRain, Bluemoon. Editors: Amaris, Grump, Mimishijie, Rubhyl, Vez, Blarghette Release Schedule: Sporadic Source : Chrysanthemum garden It's not gonna be completed as the translator have stopped translating this !!

ROMANCE-COMEDY . Pernikahan mereka terjadi karena kesalahan dari mempelai pria, kemudian masalah lainnya yang belum terselesaikan di masa lalu sebelum mereka menikah kembali datang. Perkara itu menuntut untuk di selesaikan atau pernikahan mereka menjadi berantakan. Tidak lama, ada seseorang yang berhasil mengetuk pintu hati abang dan apakah Tika yang percaya suaminya adalah lelaki budak cinta itu akan percaya. Kalau ternyata abang sempat main api sebelum sadar dan meminta maaf, namun orang yang mengetahui itu bukan hanya abang dan sahabatnya. Ada satu orang yang man dia adalah orang gila yang terobsesi dengan Farhan yang belum berhasil di tangkap karena perlindungan kekasihnya. Dia mengungkap semua itu di hadapan Tika, yang ternyata abang massih berhubungan dengan perempuan itu. Jadi apakah abang bisa menyelesaikan masalahnya, mari ikuti kisahnya.

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