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Li Zhongnan, a seemingly foolish young man from a rural village, steps onto the world stage from humble beginnings as a scrap collector, after acquiring a "Recycling System".

Li Daoxuan received a strange scenic box. Inside the box, there was an ancient village, and a group of plastic figures, holding swords and knives, hacking and slashing through the village. He bent his finger and flicked it towards a most conspicuous figure... Late in the Ming Dynasty, in Shaanxi, there was a great drought in the land. A gang of mountain bandits was looting, burning, killing, and plundering in the village. A poor maiden was about to be killed under a mountain bandit's blade. Suddenly, a giant hand stretched out from the clouds, bent a finger, flicked it, and the mountain bandit was flung several dozen yards away.

You, yes you! It's you! Why are you running? Run, keep running! Why don't you run anymore! Do you have an Otherworldly Affairs Office pass? And selling this world’s goods, did you pay the taxes? I don't care if you're the head of an Immortal Sect, put your hands on your head and squat by the wall! Prepare for inspection!

In a world left with scars from a great war, the humans rejoice in their victory, but also weep at the cost. Unaware of the blind hatred that led to the slaughter, an entire race was nearly erased from the face of their lands. They believed they had wiped the shifters from the face of the planet, little did they know very few lived on in the very forests they visited, and in the villages they traded with. Forced into hiding, the shifters built a new clan, and lived by the old rules, hiding from humanity. Kyera Shade of the Moon is a Shapeshifter who takes the form of a White tigress with silver stripes. Alone in the world, and carrying the weight of her clan on her shoulders, she attempts to uphold the law she was born to, and protect the remaining of her kind. Her heart decimated by the deaths of her brothers and the absence of her mother, she finds herself caught in a net and unable to break free. In her moment of desperation, a hand reaches out and catches her. A man who threatens to steal her heart away, but can she learn to forgive herself? Can she find love and salvation in another's arms after the betrayals of so many? Clovis of the Dancing Rain is the fourth Prince of the Forest Kingdom. He is a clever man, but had no wish to be king. Perfectly happy to raise is Daughter in peace now that his young wife had passed. There was darkness and secrets in his past, but there was no place for revenge in his future. Not until they took it too far. Pushing his bottom line a need to take the crown lit in his heart. However, he needed one thing more than anything else... the right woman by his side. As if the answer to a prayer, a woman appeared. Beautiful and trustworthy who loved his daughter as much as he did, if not more. Yet her heart was broken, her world surrounded by secrets and shadows, perhaps she was best left alone. However, would he be able to live without her?

Did you know what the blind box of real estate was like? The speculators would buy the real estate that had been foreclosed houses. For fairness, the door and windows were locked. You didn't know what was inside. Everyone could only observe outside and look for clues. Maybe the luxurious furniture inside was worth a lot of money, or some of them were leaked which you would cost a sea of money to repair. While others were still raking against the wall and looking around. Lee got the divine-level hint system, and all the house values were clear at a glance! "The decoration of this building is terrible, and the thief has come here in advance. Don't buy it." "This villa is worth 5 million dollars. There are antique gold coins hidden in the basement!" "Don't miss this warehouse. It's worth 20 million dollars. There is the authentic work of Picasso in it!"

Nach seiner Transmigration entdeckte Jiang Che, dass er zu einem kleinen Nordosttiger in einem Zoo geworden war, zusammen mit einem Bruder und einer Schwester. Jiang Che entdeckte, dass er die inneren Gedanken seines Bruders und seiner Schwester hören konnte. Sein Bruder ist eigentlich die Reinkarnation eines Uralten Dämonen-Monarchs und die jüngere Schwester ist die Reinkarnation einer zukünftigen menschlichen Kaiserin. Glücklicherweise aktivierte Jiang Che das Bindungs-Feedback-System, bei dem die Stärke derjenigen, die an ihn gebunden sind, ihn im Gegenzug zehnfach stärkt.

After transmigrating, Jiang Che discovered that he had become a little Northeast Tiger in a zoo, together with a brother and sister. Jiang Che discovered that he could hear the inner thoughts of his brother and sister. His brother is actually the reincarnation of an Ancient Demon Monarch and the younger sister is the reincarnation of a future human Empress. Fortunately, Jiang Che activated the binding feedback system, where the strength of those bound to him strengthens him tenfold in return.

A prideful snake who bowed to no one—until he became a jealous husband. A snow tiger beast warrior feared and respected, reduced to an obedient husband. A wolf known as a Casanova, who never stayed—until he chose loyalty. And a merman Prince who left his waters in order to be on land with her. All of them changed after meeting one female... After sniffing in an impossible scent. Her name is Arinya. …And unfortunately for this world, that’s me, haha. *** I wrote a book once. It was an unhinged fantasy born from my high-school brain, driven by loneliness and too many hormones. It was a world of beastmen, wild freedom, and the kind of romantic attention I could never get in real life. I poured every impossible desire into it: adventure, danger, and yes… a 'lot' of handsome partners. Before I knew it, I had a thousand chapters of pure escapism and pure thrill. Then on a college camping trip, I fell off a cliff. I expected to wake up in a hospital room but nope. I woke up on a soft field of grass, with air too fresh to belong anywhere on Earth. And then something moved behind me. Sticking out of my tailbone was... A tail. My tail? Yellow and black stripes and very, very real. I touched it. Completely real. My ears? Also gone—well, moved. They were now perched on top of my head like a confused jungle cat. And the outfit? Quite revealing, made of animal hide which matched my tail. What was going on? At first, I thought it was a prank. Or a dream. Or maybe karma is finally cashing in. But the more foreign memories evaded my mind, the clearer my situation became. This wasn't cosplay and it wasn't Earth, either. And—surprise—it wasn't even the world from my own book. Welp. I had been transported into a completely different Beastman world as a beast girl called Arinya. Sounds fun, right? Well… it would be, if I weren't apparently the ugliest duckling in the entire freaking savannah! Rejected by every potential mate I stumbled across and sneered at like a freaking eyesore. This was not how I planned my fantasy to come to reality. Trust me—if this is my fantasy come true, then someone needs to fire the author. But then again, after entering this world, I'm suddenly... Attractive. I mean, there's no change to my face and the freckles are still there, but for some reason, handsome beastmen begin to flock around me, wanting to be my mate because I smell... Pleasant. What's that all about?

Ich schrieb einmal ein Buch. Es war eine bizarre Fantasy, geboren aus meinem Highschool-Gehirn, angetrieben von Einsamkeit und zu vielen Hormonen. Es war eine Welt der Tiermenschen, wilder Freiheit und der Art von romantischer Aufmerksamkeit, die ich im echten Leben nie bekommen konnte. Ich goss jeden unmöglichen Wunsch hinein: Abenteuer, Gefahr und ja... 'viele' gutaussehende Partner. Bevor ich es wusste, hatte ich tausend Kapitel reiner Eskapismus und reinen Nervenkitzel. Dann fiel ich bei einem College-Campingausflug von einer Klippe. Ich erwartete, in einem Krankenhauszimmer aufzuwachen, aber nein. Ich wachte auf einem weichen Grasfeld auf, mit Luft, die zu frisch war, um irgendwo auf der Erde zu existieren. Und dann bewegte sich etwas hinter mir. An meinem Steißbein ragte... Ein Schwanz heraus. Mein Schwanz? Gelb und schwarz gestreift und sehr, sehr real. Ich berührte ihn. Vollkommen echt. Meine Ohren? Auch weg—nun, verschoben. Sie befanden sich jetzt oben auf meinem Kopf wie bei einer verwirrten Raubkatze. Und das Outfit? Ziemlich freizügig, aus Tierhaut, die zu meinem Schwanz passte. Was ging hier vor? Zunächst dachte ich, es sei ein Streich. Oder ein Traum. Oder vielleicht kassiert Karma endlich ein. Aber je mehr fremde Erinnerungen in meinen Geist eindrangen, desto klarer wurde meine Situation. Dies war kein Cosplay und es war auch nicht die Erde. Und—Überraschung—es war nicht einmal die Welt aus meinem eigenen Buch. Tja. Ich war in eine völlig andere Tiermenschen-Welt transportiert worden, als ein Tiermädchen namens Arinya. Klingt spaßig, oder? Nun... das wäre es, wenn ich nicht anscheinend das hässlichste Entlein der gesamten verdammten Savanne wäre! Abgelehnt von jedem potenziellen Partner, über den ich stolperte, und angeschnauzt wie ein verdammter Schandfleck. So hatte ich mir nicht vorgestellt, dass meine Fantasie Wirklichkeit wird. Glaub mir—wenn dies meine wahr gewordene Fantasie ist, dann muss jemand den Autor feuern. Aber andererseits, nachdem ich diese Welt betreten habe, bin ich plötzlich... attraktiv. Ich meine, an meinem Gesicht hat sich nichts geändert und die Sommersprossen sind immer noch da, aber aus irgendeinem Grund beginnen gutaussehende Tiermenschen, sich um mich zu scharen, weil ich... angenehm rieche. Was hat es damit auf sich?

"Ne l'appelle pas une salope, connard," siffla Sierra. "Qu'est-ce que ça peut te faire ?" demanda le type crasseux. "Je ne sais pas, Stimpy, peut-être parce que tu harcèles ma femme et qu'elle vient juste d'arriver." "Oh, merde, Orion. Désolé, mec. Je ne savais pas qu'elle était avec toi." Orion : En tant qu'héritier présomptif de l'écusson de Président du MC Primal Howlers, une rencontre fortuite avec une belle femme m'entraîne dans une guerre inattendue qui pourrait faire tomber tout le club. Mais quand elle me fuit, je la poursuivrai jusqu'au bout de la terre pour la retrouver et la ramener. Qu'elle le veuille ou non. Raquel : J'ai déménagé à Monument, Colorado pour écrire ma thèse et prendre un peu de distance avec ma famille envahissante. Ce que je n'avais pas prévu, c'était de me retrouver accrochée à un motard qui semble n'avoir rien à perdre. Moi, en revanche, j'ai tout à perdre et je crains qu'Orion ne soit ma perte.