truth is better than fiction

Before her rebirth, Song Ran lived a lone and miserable life. Her innocence and naiveness cost her fortune. Her family assets was wasted by the stepmother, and her man stolen by her very best friend. After she was reborn, having the scales fallen from her eyes, Song Ran learned from her mistakes. The first thing she needed to do was ride on the coattail of her man with a promissing future, Mr. Gu.

"Immortality? That can be lonely. And in the end, everyone will die. It doesn’t matter what you do to escape it—sooner or later, all shall taste death. It is already written; it’s only a matter of when and how. But glory… glory is the answer. Glory will outlive flesh and bones. Glory is what we should strive for, not immortality." ~~~~ Robin Burton was a young man who grew up with everything anyone could ever hope for: immense talent in cultivation, a sharp mind, and a wealthy family that would stop at nothing to protect and nurture him. He had everything—except the will to make use of it. "Why should I walk the same path as my ancestors? Why must I seek strength just to defeat one rival or compete with another? That is not what I was born for!" --- “…Heh\~” Robin let out a long sigh. “Pursuing power was never my goal. I left my family and secluded myself to escape those pointless struggles for authority. I wanted to explore the universe, and to explore myself first… yet time and again, I was dragged into devastating wars. I wanted to benefit people with my knowledge and immortalize my name, yet worlds fell and hundreds of billions died because of me. Ironic, hah?”

Su Ming grew up dreaming about becoming a Berserker even though he knew that the chances of him becoming one were close to nil. One day, he found a strange piece of debris, and it allowed him to walk the path of becoming a Berserker. But would it be enough for Su Ming to become just another Berserker to protect those he cares about? Would he be satisfied with leaving everything in fate's hands? *This novel was originally named Beseech the Devil, but due to the author's wishes, it was changed to Pursuit of the Truth.

Everyone knows that the eldest young master of the Fu family is cold and noble, sinister and cunning. Few people know that he has loved a woman for over ten years and even has a child, making him a true hypocrite. Until one day, in front of the media and under the spotlight, he holds the woman firmly in his arms, tender and affectionate— "Marriage, children, the whole package. After so many years, you still refuse to take responsibility for me?"

For money, Jin Jumo "signed" herself to the business tycoon Rong Mochen, for a period of one year. Upon their first meeting, the man's voice was icy, "I like women who keep their place, understand?" "Yes." Jin Jumo nodded lightly. So, Jin Jumo always adhered to her place, tightly locking her heart away, never crossing the line. If there was anything in her relationship with Rong Mochen that Jin Jumo hadn't anticipated, it would be... --- "Mr. Rong, our contract expired a week ago." Jin Jumo lightly curved her lips, giving a smile that didn't reach her eyes as she looked at the man in front of her. "So?" "So, Mr. Rong, are you playing rogue now?" Jin Jumo gritted her teeth. "Hmm..." Rong Mochen frowned, leisurely raising his head to look at Jin Jumo, "Is my daughter behaving well in your belly?" "It's not even two months, how do you know it's definitely a daughter..." Wait... Jin Jumo's eyes widened in terror, she hadn't told him she was pregnant... Rumor had it, a car accident targeting Z City tycoon Rong Mochen resulted in the death of a seven-month-pregnant woman. Rumor had it, after the accident, the Rong Family's president underwent a drastic change, becoming ruthless and fierce from being coldly indifferent. Rumor had it, the person killed in the accident was the person closest to Rong Mochen's heart. --- Four years later. "Brother, do we really need to find a new boyfriend for Mommy?" The little bun bit his chubby fingers, looking at the little boy beside him who was slightly taller. "Yes." The boy squinted, his gaze coldly fixed on the televised global sensation of the Rong Family's president's luxurious engagement ceremony. "But didn't Brother say that the old man named Rong is our real dad?" Jin Jumo, who had just stepped into the house, was nearly collapsing inside. How did the two little guys know Rong Mochen was...

Brave, sly, kind, slippery, generous, greedy, elegant, ferocious, happy, abnormal, honest, hypocritical... In this apocalyptic world, only by winning on the Alien Star battlefield can one obtain resources to ensure the continuity of civilization. Every warrior that enters the Alien Star battlefield receives a randomly assigned keyword that belongs to them. If one's actions align with their keyword, their attributes will rapidly grow, granting abilities akin to Superman. On the contrary, if they fail to comply, they will swiftly weaken; This is a world where performance skills are paramount; Performance skills equate to sustenance, performance skills are glory, performance skills provide privileges, performance skills are life... ... Already concluded with thousands of orders are the works "Dream Fufiller of Ten Thousand Realms", and "Ten Thousand Methods to Remove Players." There is a guarantee of completion, so please feel free to dive in.

Upon arriving in the Beast Taming world, Su Ping has awakened the Myriad Spirit Beast Atlas; the more he cultivates the same type of beast, the stronger his ability will become. From then on, a path of a Beast Tamer, not meant for ordinary people, has began under his feet: [Catalog 'Forest Wolf' illuminated, current Catalog Level: 1, Origin Reward acquired: Eye of Truth] [Eye of Truth (Beast Tamer Ability): Allows the user to see the specific Level, Skills, and Race of Pet Beasts and Ferocious Beasts through spiritual power.] [Catalog 'Forest Wolf' illuminated, current Catalog Level: 1, Origin Reward acquired: Eye of Truth] "Eye of Truth? Isn't this one of the Talents that can only be awakened after a Beast Tamer's awakening? Beast Tamer Talents—these were genuine Abilities with no other means of acquisition."

After the hard struggle of a post-80s Shen Feiyang, he met with a tragic car accident in his fifties. When he again opened his eyes, he did not see the white walls of a hospital, nor had he arrived at the netherworld. Instead, he had transmigrated into the body of the post-50s young girl, Shen Yunfang. He had transmigrated into an era where people could not get enough to eat or sufficient clothes to wear. Humph, such hardships could not defeat a wise woman who had battled through society for half her life. Watch as she, with a chicken in her left hand and a duck in her right, carries a chubby baby on her back and sings triumphantly along the way.

Before transmigrating to this world as a student in forensic science major 4 years ago, Jiang An was already a university professor in this area. Now, with full marks in all courses, he graduates and joins the Jiangcheng City Public Security Bureau, becoming a forensic doctor. "Everyone is free to express their opinions; whether supporting or opposing the suicide conclusion, feel free to speak up." "It's definitely suicide!" "High school pressure is huge nowadays!" "Mr. Li! I believe that this female student, Li Rui, did not commit suicide! She was hung after death!" said Jiang in a deep voice.

Yu Country, the third year of Zaiqian, Jiangnan Road, Yizhou City. Li Ang wakes up in a daze, finding some new fragments of memory in his mind which are about the life of a modern doctor who has the same name with him. He begins his journey in this ancient era, equipped with knowledge of modern medicine. Where would life lead him? "Without any income, just eating through our savings, forty-one strings of coins will only last for about half a year." "Young Master, um, actually..." Chai Cuiqiao fidgeted with the hem of her Maid Uniform, hesitating for a long time before whispering softly, "I have some private savings." "What are you thinking?" Li Ang smiled helplessly and reached out to flick her forehead lightly. "Keep that money for yourself. I'm not going to live off a maid." "I plan to reopen the clinic."