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Every player had the same starting resources. Everyone could choose to explore 10 rooms every day. One room could be dangerous while the other might contain resources. Players must do everything they could to survive. After he finished reading the instruction, Li Zheng heard a voice next to him. “Selecting a random daily reward…” “Congratulations. You have obtained a silver chest that contains a silver-grade blueprint for the Ordinary Detector, and a few other resources.” “Congratulations. You have obtained a bronze chest that contains a bronze-grade blueprint for the Air Purifier, and a few other resources.” “Congratulations. You have obtained a platinum chest that contains platinum-grade blueprints for the Ionized Knife, Intermediate-grade Genetic Cultivation Liquid, and TJP Shield, and many other resources.” “Congratulations. You have obtained a hyper legendary chest that contains…” Li Zheng looked at the colorful chests in front of him and grinned.

Jeder Spieler hatte die gleichen Startressourcen. Jeder konnte jeden Tag 10 Räume erkunden. Ein Raum konnte gefährlich sein, während ein anderer Ressourcen enthalten könnte. Die Spieler mussten alles tun, was sie konnten, um zu überleben. Nachdem er die Anweisungen zu Ende gelesen hatte, hörte Li Zheng eine Stimme neben sich. „Wähle eine zufällige tägliche Belohnung aus …“ „Glückwunsch. Du hast eine Silbertruhe erhalten, die eine Silber-Blaupause für den Gewöhnlichen Detektor und einige andere Ressourcen enthält.“ „Glückwunsch. Du hast eine Bronzetruhe erhalten, die eine Bronze-Blaupause für den Luftreiniger und einige andere Ressourcen enthält.“ „Glückwunsch. Du hast eine Platintruhe erhalten, die Platin-Blaupausen für das Ionisierte Messer, die mittelgradige Genetische Kultivierungsflüssigkeit und den TJP-Schild sowie viele andere Ressourcen enthält.“ „Glückwunsch. Du hast eine hyper-legendäre Truhe erhalten, die … enthält.“ Li Zheng blickte auf die bunten Truhen vor sich und grinste.

In the world of Shannia, the holders of the powerful Divine Trinity Frames waged a catastrophic war against each other. The aftermath of their battle sparked a quest to obtain these fabled relics. For centuries, Frame Users have raced to the Edge of the Server, vying to claim the Frames and bend reality to their will. But the quest is treacherous, and only the strongest will survive to claim victory. Will you be the one to conquer the Divine Trinity Quest and rewrite the fate of Shannia? ————— ⚠️ MC's POV blurb: “Find me at the edge of the Server, Kai,” were the last words my mother before she disappeared. Then I was fooled and got stuck in a game called "Shannia" where 100 years is a measly 1 hour in the real world. Alice—the girl who introduced me to this game told me I will die in real life if I die here. I don't fully believe her. However, I won't take a chance. I will see everything through until I learn the truth. That changed when she told me about the Divine Trinity Quest by going to the server's edge. I feel. . . somehow, I could discover my past by completing this quest. And maybe, hopefully, I will find my mother there. To the Server's Edge! ————— With your support, I can keep writing to the best of my ability! ⚠️Conditions for MASS RELEASING CHAPTERS: *100 Power Stones = 1 Chapter *100 Privilege Unlocks = 5 Chapters *10 Golden Tickets = 5 Chapters Notes: —The Mass Releases of Chapters will be done in the following month. —A maximum of 25 Chapters can be Mass Released in one Month. —May update the conditions from time to time. ————— ⚠️Miscellaneous: Help me grow my Discord Server: https://discord.gg/YFYRj4bx The art used as the cover is from Zeronis. I claim nothing.

When power far above you decide that they want to wrench the canon, by bringing you in the game, sometimes the wisest thing to do it just to tag along and just try to make this encounter end the most rapidly possible. who knows, maybe something great will come out of it? After all, what could be worst than being taken out without your consent out of your world, only to be thrown in the darkness?

Rhazien diz Razim is the Prince of Vampires. Born to lead his people. Breed to become a king. And Trinity is his Queen. The last white witch they called her. A bringer of bad luck hissed the humans. A heretic yelled the church. A traitor shouted the witches. But the only thing matter is Rhazien’s opinion. Together they face numerous struggles and adversaries from the power-hungry vampire council, the pitchfork-wielding humans, to the hypocritical corrupt church, down to the countless silver daggers of the vampire hunters, to curses and spells of warlocks and witches and from the long years of war with the werewolves. He made her a vampire to cope with his eternal age, and time became irrelevant . . . until SHE appeared. A mate. His mate. A woman destined to be with him for all eternity –– a transmigrator from a distant world with advanced ideas and never before heard technologies. Doomed to suffer for all eternity at seeing their love, Trinity took her life. But Fate has other plans, and she was given a second chance. But once again, destiny pressed her with only two paths. Will she still chose Rhazien, knowing he will discard her in the end? Or this time, will she chose a different path in the arms of her forgotten werewolf friend and, once more, suffer the same inescapable bond of his mate? ----- I OWN THE COVER. I painted it myself ^^ COPYRIGHT @ 2021 MIU ----- Read my other works: I am the Queen (FL) Genre: Fiction, Mature, Modern Romance, StrongFL, RichFL, PoorML, ColdML Realm Wars (ML) Genre: Epic Fantasy, Action, Adventure, Mature, R18, Romance, RPGelements, GAMEelements, OPmc Angels, Demons, Sprites, Elves, Beastmen Generation of Heroes (ML) Genre: Action, Adventure, Epic Fantasy, Friendship, Magic, Beasts, Game Elements, Multiple Leads, OPmc, Romance, War, Military Leanna (FL) Genre: Modern Romance, Reincarnation, Second Chance, StrongFL, RichML, ColdML, Mature, ---- Stalk me here: Facebook, Instagram, Twitter: MiuNovels ---- Donate for my Milk Addiction: PayPal: [email protected]

The nameless main character transmigrates into a magic-themed game, where he plays as Zephyr Venturi, a defective mage, a young man fated to become a chimera and one of the game's most notorious villains. To save himself, he must grow stronger, protect himself from the evil organisation that wants to turn him into a chimera, and find a way to finish the game. However, he had no cheats or special skills. Can he conquer this world of mages, monsters, and magical creatures with just his knowledge? As an unemployed young man who once worked as a back-end developer, he has tricks up his sleeve to exploit the runic magic systems of this world. Perhaps, he might just pull through. After all, rune-based magic was similar to a program and a mana core that all mages have, functions like a CPU + Power supply. He just needs to innovate in both hardware and software frontiers to escape fate. How hard can it be?

Scientist Joshua Ames committed the unforgivable sin. He fell in love with his research subjects, shapeshifters Cameron and Sara. Despite the taboo against humans mingling with shifters, Josh left his life behind and moved into theirs without regret.<br><br>Then Sara disappeared.<br><br>When Josh and Cam finally find her, she is unconscious, emaciated, and shackled. They thought the hard part was living without her. But as soon as Sara wakes, they realize putting their lives back together is even more difficult.<br><br>Sara barely remembers life with Cam and Josh. Conditioned to fear her own abilities, she struggles to start over. The key to her recovery is solving the mystery behind the kidnapping, but whoever destroyed their relationship is hunting her, intent on getting her back.<br><br>The truth could bring the three lovers peace ... or send them spiraling apart.

Asuka. A young girl with a strong will and kind heart wants to rid the world of pain and agony. But she is naive. She doesn't yet understand what it takes bring peace in this world of death and war. Will she be able to accept these struggles or will she crumble under the pressure. Some extra tags: FMC, No Harem, OP MC (not to the point where she doesn't struggle though), Small romance ***************************** So, this is my first ever novel. I hope I'm able to create an enjoyable experience for you all.

The swarm has been a fact of life for the past hundred or so years, especially after they managed to make planetfall. The subsequent evacuation was considered the only chance for humanity to survive as a species. We took to space like fish to water; it seemed to be in our DNA to explore the universe. Earth was quickly devoured while the escapees managed to reach Mars, the point of the first contact with the swarm, a planet that even they had left for greener pastures. We set up an outpost and began creating a colony, but the swarm was still in the back of our minds. They had our planet, and we wanted it back!

**The Trinity of Death: The Swordsman of Rolling Heads—by Jhunzkie Rakabuba.*** Ayronee died by his own choice — a rooftop, a fall, a desperate bid for silence after years of mockery ground him to nothing. Death did not deliver peace. An angel delivered an ultimatum instead: live again, or burn forever. He chose life not because he wanted it, but because the alternative was worse. Reborn as Hexia in a medieval fantasy world, gifted with power he never asked for, and bound by one condition that cannot be broken — he cannot die by his own hand. Ever. **Eighteen years of training. Three years of emptiness. A legend built entirely in blood.** By eighteen, Hexia is the Swordsman of Rolling Heads — a protector whose signature technique, the Guillotine, is a perfectly horizontal strike that ends threats with surgical finality. Crimson-eyed and emotionally hollow, he kills fifty bandits in five minutes and walks away feeling nothing. He is not living. He is enduring — waiting for a death that will never come, having reduced his entire world to one pursuit: peace at any cost. **Then Sirenia arrives, and refuses to look away.** Silver-haired, stubborn, and perceptive in the way only the fearless can be, Sirenia sees past the blade and the emptiness to the man being slowly destroyed beneath both. Hexia saves her from an ambush. He heals her. Neither is prepared for what that exchange costs them. Over six months, patient and persistent, she begins dismantling what he spent years constructing — not through force, but through sheer presence. Slowly, painfully, Hexia begins to understand that survival and living are not the same thing. **Then the past returns, and shatters everything.** Lhoralaine — the childhood love Hexia buried in silence — reappears alongside Fred, the man who took her, who has spent years wearing friendship like a mask over something far colder. One confrontation in a tavern. One rolling head. And the world learns what happens when the Swordsman's carefully maintained restraint finally breaks. **What follows is larger than murder.** Fred's death was not merely a killing — it was a key. Ancient seals crack open. Six god-like entities called Ancients stir from imprisonment beneath the world. Angels and demons descend to deliver a verdict no one in that tavern was prepared for: Hexia did not commit a crime. He triggered a countdown. In six years, Ignarok — the Eternal Flame — rises to reduce continents to ash. Every six years after, another Ancient wakes. If all six are freed, the Primal Ancient returns, and existence ends without ceremony. **Six marks. Six heroes. Six years.** A divine hexagram burns into Hexia's palm. Five others bear the same mark scattered across four continents — each wielding an element, each carrying damage the world has not yet seen. Hexia, Sirenia, and Lhoralaine must find them, from Nerissa the void-wielding dwarven princess to strangers whose names and wounds remain unknown, and forge something resembling an army from people who barely know how to survive themselves. This is not a story about heroes who rose to the occasion. It is about a man who wanted to die being forced to save everyone. About two women fighting for the heart of someone who has forgotten it exists. About whether people shattered at the foundations can hold the weight of the world — or whether the weight simply finishes what the breaking began. The Ancients are waking. The mark burns. The clock has started. And Hexia — who asked only for silence — must now decide whether existence, for all its agony, is worth the fight.