micro workers

For the fast reader, Twitter length micro stories to be read each a day during 7 days.

When humans become as small as ants, can civilization survive in the primeval forest?

My name is Chen Feng, in the funeral parlour as a worker carrying corpses, to participate in the reunion with the school flower Jiang lixin one night of pleasure. I didn't expect to go to work the next day, I saw Jiang Lixin's corpse, and I had to carry her on my back.

I died and woke up as an ant. Not a queen, not a mutant, just your average, squishable bug. But with a broken skill system and a dangerously curious mind, I’ve started evolving faster than the hive can handle. Magic? Check. Strategy? Working on it. World domination? …Maybe. I’m just one ant in a monstrous underground world, but if I keep climbing, I might become something this world’s never seen: A Tyrant.

"A bowl of noodles to suppress the heavens, a stir-fry to shatter the void—please, I just want to sell enough lunch boxes to pay my rent." Shen Yu, a brilliant but perpetually lethargic sous-chef from Earth, died from overwork while trying to perfect a broth recipe. He wakes up in the Myriad Spirit Realm—a brutal xianxia world of flying swords, arrogant young masters, and ancient demon sects—with nothing but a wooden pushcart and the Food Dao System. Shen Yu’s goal is simple: Cook delicious, nostalgic meals, earn enough Spirit Stones to unlock air-conditioning for his cart, and live a slow life. He thinks the System just helps him buy soy sauce and MSG from Earth. He is wrong.

The text contains the Tao, and Confucians can't say it. Dao, how deep and unfathomable secrets are not passed on like the heart seal of Buddhism and the formula of Taoism! Of course everything is the way it is. Therefore, the Tao is in the heaven and the earth, like mercury pouring out of the earth, and the particles are all round; like the moon reflecting on the water, it can be seen everywhere. As big as governing the country and pacifying the world, as small as one thing, one thing, one move and one word, it doesn't matter. The text is one end of the Tao. The greatest of the texts are the six classics, which are sent by the solid way. Descending into the history of the dynasties, descending into the books of the masters, descending into the collection of the hundred clans, this is one end of the text, and its words are enough to make it clear. Going down again to barnyard officials' novels seems to have nothing to do with the Tao. However, "Han Shu·Yiwenzhi" is listed as a family, and the bibliography of the past dynasties is also recorded. Isn't it because although there are not many absurd and absurd ones, they are close to the right ones, and they are not without benefits in the human mind and the world. Mr. Hejian is held in high esteem by the world for his scholarly articles, but he is solitary by nature. Therefore, in addition to retreating from food, I only cherished the classics, and when I was old, I was too lazy to research and search. "Luanyang Xiaoxialu "Wait Five Books, the mouth is strange and strange, and everything is contained; the mouth is unrestrained, and everything is said. Therefore, in the book that teaches lust and guides desire, those who are good and talented, although they are humble for a while, eventually disappear into oblivion. And in the book of Mr., the pear and jujube are repeatedly engraved, and it is not tired for a long time. There are a lot of people who read and engraved, and there are many mistakes and mistakes, and there are rash goals such as the moment of Mingren>Lengzhai Night Talks, the readers are sick. Shi Yansu traveled with Mr., and tasted the engraving of Mr. Gu Huang's Listening to the Book, with a postscript at the end of the book, which Mr. You have not seen all the boards, so I asked Mr. Yu to combine the five books into one compilation, and each of them still retains its original chapter. The camp lamp hand school did not dare to worry about it, and asked the gentleman to inspect it and then copy it. Although it is not necessary to pass on the works of Mr. Yu at this moment, the mistakes of Yu and Lu are less than the original aspirations of Mr. to teach the world, or there is no small complement of Yuner, Jiaqing, Geng and Shen in August.

It is a unique literary collection that addresses sensitive themes related to childhood, such as abuse, mistreatment, and other dangers children face in their environment. Through captivating and powerful stories, this compilation seeks to raise awareness and provide tools to prevent tragedies and promote a safe environment for the little ones. With endearing characters and realistic situations, each story invites reflection and poses ethical questions, reminding us of the importance of protecting and caring for our children. "Micro-novels, Short Stories, and Preventive Narratives" is an invitation to awareness and action, aimed at parents, educators, and all those concerned about the well-being of children in our society.

After a lab accident shrinks genius Dr. Aris Holt into a 10-year-old, his only hope for a cure is locked in the Hero Regulation Agency's vault—a vault he's denied access to for being "too short." Forced to become the sidekick to Orion Castor, the world's most beloved (and completely fraudulent) hero, Holt must battle monsters and a labyrinthine bureaucracy. With a shy girl who warps reality by accident as their third wheel, Holt's genius solutions are constantly credited to the bumbling Orion. If he can't navigate this system of absolute nonsense, he'll be stuck as a kid forever. 2025 Mark Casa Nova. All rights reserved. Unauthorized reproduction prohibited.

Warning This fiction contains: Gore Profanity Sexual Content Traumatising content I’ve been a street rat, a bruiser, a bouncer, a fixer, a nanny, and a cleaner. You do what you can to get by in Dockside. It ain’t always pretty, but if you keep your chin tucked down and your fists raised, more often than not you make it out the other side okay. You fight for what you want and to keep what little you got. Thats been my life for the past twenty-four years and I’m used to it. One problem. I aint in Dockside no more. The mad scientist, same one that gave me my near indestructible body, shoved me through a portal to another world. I’m meant to right a wrong his father may have set in motion. I owe the guy my life so I won't complain. But the planet is alive and trying to ‘assimulate’ me into its system and wants my help. Something dark is festering just beneath its surface and corrupting anything it touches...including the locals and when the locals range from elves to spider people to freaking dragon woman that aren’t too happy with the human population, the last thing they need is a corrupting touch. Well, you can take the boy out of Dockside but you can’t take the Dockside out of the boy. It’s time to tuck that chin and raise those hands. A fights brewing, and It’s been a while since I had a good one. Release: Every three days at 8:00pm GMT-4 Author does not believe in fade to black situations or censorship. Read at your own risk (Author has always wanted to say that!)

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.