the walking dead red machete

In a world of shallow-minded, materialistic mortals, what would one from humble beginnings - whose face had been stomped on, spat on, oppressed for the longest while by the arrogant, pampered upper echelons of society - do, when a mysterious application pops up in a brand new phone that was meant to be the birthday gift of an ungrateful girlfriend? What if the application takes the form of a chatroom where its occupants, bearing the names of mythical, fictional beings, start giving out 'Red Packets'; while spouting nonsense the entire time? Release Schedule: 14 chs / week *There is something wrong with the system. We are currently working on it right now. Thank you for your patience and support.*

In the Ancient Era, the Demon clan vanished without a trace. In more recent times, the Dragon Clan disappeared. The age when the divine way flourished had faded away like smoke, and the pinnacle of the flying swords era eventually fell into decline… What has happened to this world? Who will listen to the historical truth buried in the long river of time? Bodies were strewn over a thousand miles of mountains and river; the harrowing hunger of tigers depicted across a hundred years of heaven and earth. The impartiality of the cosmos is as heartless as ever, Yet I possess a burning red heart—one that patrols the heavens! —————— Welcome to the Immortal Sword World, where emotions run deep. ——————

My name is Lu Xin. I'm one of the few normal people in this world. A lot of my colleagues ask me how I could be so calm in the face of a crisis. I smile without saying anything. When I get home from work, my parents and sister are already waiting for me at the table. "Brother, why should we be afraid of those monsters? They should be afraid of us." "Son, if you're bullied, you must tell Mom and Dad. We'll get him together." I calmly pick up my bowl of rice. Monsters? What's there to be afraid of? Can it be as scary as my family? The sudden rise of the red moon thirty years ago has thrown the world into chaos. The surviving humans not only had to deal with sudden changes in their environment, but also with mutated monsters eyeing them covetously. Fortunately, some of humans had awakened their superpowers and were barely able to keep up the peace. However, everyone knows that this security is only superficial. The terrorists in the cities, the awakened who can't maintain their condition, the corrupted monsters constantly threaten ordinary people. Upon learning of a new recruit at the Agency— "Mr. Lu Xin! What do you think of yourself as the savior of mankind, the greatest hero in human history?" "I can only ensure that my family doesn't step out the house."

Liszt finds himself reborn as a countryside baron in an alternate world resembling medieval Europe. In this world, there are dragons that can discharge metals, elves that can tend to crops, and missions written in mist that only Liszt can see. With the help of the mysterious missions, can Liszt gradually grow from Baron of Flower Town into something greater, claiming the whole continent and beyond?

"Cinta itu buta dan tuli. Memang. Karena, jika cinta tidak buta dan tuli, maka itu bukan cinta, tapi LOGIKA." Vince Hong sudah merasakan berbagai jenis cinta, sekaligus berbagai jenis ranjang dan desahan, namun akhirnya dia tersudut pada sebuah cinta buta dan tuli yang menjungkir balikkan kewarasan dia, meski itu artinya... TABU, karena seseorang yang dia cintai, adalah sesorang yang tidak seharusnya dia kejar. ============================================ Novel ini sarat akan ADEGAN DEWASA. Tolong bijaksana dan bijaksini dalam memilih bacaan. Novel ini hanya utk para pendosa, bukan utk orang2 suci tanpa dosa, apalagi utk anak2. Krn novel ini justru menceritakan bagaimana cara membuat anak... /PLAK!/

In the salon, it was only the women who could tease the men; men were not to lay hands on the women. "Sis Li, this is our breast enhancement SPA service," he said. "By massaging the acupoints on the chest, the cell will grow, making your breasts even more proud and perky." "Mmm~ah~" "Sis Li, the breast enhancement SPA is finished; now it's time for your buttocks." young woman's low moans suddenly escalated, as if hitting a crescendo, her body tensed sharply! Her eyes widened, a brief stupefaction induced by extreme excitement! "Damn, she's done,"

A new world. A new reality. Something straight out of the novel huh? Well then, let's see what this new world have to offer? Shall i be a good guy?..... Meh. Lets just play it my way. Lets be a freaking villian.

Wu Chang has a special talent. He can see the words left by the dead in the form of bloodstains. After being involved into a Global Game, Wu finds his ability exceptionally useful. "Successfully entered 'Desolate—Plane 46957.'" "Dungeon Name: Moonlight Sanatorium." "Dungeon Type: Single Player Survival Dungeon." "Dungeon Difficulty: B." "Dungeon Status: On the verge of losing control."

# RELAXED “Ding! Congratulations! You have received 7 billion red pockets!” “Ding! Congratulations! You have received 50 million yuan!” “Ding! Congratulations! You have received a Lamborghini Aventador!” “Ding! Congratulations! You have received 51% stock of a listed company!” “Ding! Congratulations! You have received a whole tower worth 5 billion!” “Ding! Congratulations! You have received the skill, Combat King!” “Ding! Congratulations! You have received the skill, God’s Singing Voice!” “7 billion red packets? How long will it even take me to open all of them?” Lin Fan complained. “Excuse me, how long do you think it will take you to earn a million?” a certain random reporter asked. Lin Fan was silent. “Sorry, but, why do you keep blinking?” the reporter asked. “Didn’t you ask how long it would take?”

“¡Ding! ¡Felicidades! ¡Has recibido 7 mil millones de red pockets!” “¡Ding! ¡Felicidades! ¡Has recibido 50 millones de yuanes!” “¡Ding! ¡Felicidades! ¡Has recibido un Lamborghini Aventador!” “¡Ding! ¡Felicidades! ¡Has recibido el 51% de acciones de una empresa cotizada en bolsa!” “¡Ding! ¡Felicidades! ¡Has recibido una torre entera valorada en 5 mil millones!” “¡Ding! ¡Felicidades! ¡Has recibido la habilidad, Rey del Combate!” “¡Ding! ¡Felicidades! ¡Has recibido la habilidad, Voz de Dios!” “¿7 mil millones de red packets? ¿Cuánto tiempo me llevará abrirlos todos?” se quejó Lin Fan. “Disculpa, ¿cuánto tiempo crees que te llevará ganar un millón?” preguntó un cierto reportero al azar. Lin Fan guardó silencio. “Lo siento, pero, ¿por qué sigues parpadeando?” preguntó el reportero. “¿No preguntaste cuánto tiempo tomaría?