pays himalaya

Song Huanyan had her fiancé stolen by her own cousin. Then, she drowned her sorrows in a bar... When she woke up, lying beside her was the younger brother of her former fiancé. "Consider last night's events as you paying off your brother's debt," Song Huanyan said. "What debt?" Yun Jianchen asked. Song Huanyan, "An emotional debt." Yun Jianchen, "..." Song Huanyan, "Ever heard the saying, 'A brother's debts are paid by his sibling'?" Yun Jianchen, "..."

Alors qu'elle jouissait des faveurs d'un bel homme, elle apprit que son pays était en ruines et sa famille anéantie. Que devrait faire une princesse déchue ? Xiang Ying répond : bien sûr, elle doit utiliser l'Espace à son avantage, vider le palais et ne rien laisser à l'armée ennemie ! Capitaine d'une équipe d'infrastructure post-apocalyptique, elle a été projetée dans un livre par une explosion. L'armée ennemie est entrée dans le palais, la famine était imminente, et elle s'est retrouvée encerclée, prisonnière de guerre, avec trois enfants à sa charge. Un début aussi catastrophique fit s'exclamer Xiang Ying : les beaux jours sont à venir ! Comparé au monde post-apocalyptique, qu'est-ce que c'est que ça ? Sur la route de l'exil, pendant que les autres souffraient, elle se régalait de melons. Quand tout le monde rongeait du pain sec, Xiang Ying et ses enfants savouraient des repas somptueux. Tout le monde maigrissait, sauf les trois enfants qui restaient dodus et joyeux, se tapotant le ventre et disant avec exubérance : Mère, on ne peut plus rien avaler, vraiment ! Xiang Ying, une fondue chinoise, un thé au lait et un poulet rôti à la main, profitait du paysage le long de la route, accumulant des provisions pendant leur fuite, rendant la vie plus savoureuse. L'antagoniste se moqua d'elle : À quoi bon n'avoir que de la nourriture ? Tu n'es qu'une esclave d'un peuple conquis ! Xiang Ying sortit le Sceau Impérial de Jade : C'est vrai, à partir d'aujourd'hui, je serai l'Impératrice. L'armée ennemie fut abasourdie ; elle n'avait jamais dit que les trente mille exilés qu'elle avait amenés étaient des troupes d'élite ! * Le jour où Xiang Ying restaura son pays, l'homme qui l'avait accompagnée à travers les épreuves lui tint la main. Jie Chen : Pour le bien de nos trois enfants, pouvons-nous enfin officialiser notre union ? Xiang Ying : Les hommes devraient rester à leur place, et non chercher un titre. Jie Chen : ...Avec le pays comme dot, mon Sceau de Jade et ma nation sont à toi. Xiang Ying : Marché conclu ! Ce soir, c'est notre nuit de noces !

Tous les vingt ans, le monde de la Tour de Défense arrive pour enlever des personnes et les faire participer au jeu de survie. Vous pouvez obtenir des récompenses inimaginables si vous pouvez gagner. Vous pouvez également infliger de graves dommages à votre pays si vous perdez. Pierce se retrouve dans ce monde, et est envoyé à la Tour de Défense seul, tandis que les autres équipes comptent une centaine de personnes. Heureusement, il éveille un système d'indice doré. Non seulement il peut voir des alertes utiles, mais il peut également découvrir les faiblesses fatales de ses ennemis. Chaque monstre qu'il abat lui rapporte des prix de premier ordre. Alors que les autres joueurs sont encore en difficulté, il brandit déjà ses épées pour prendre la vie des dieux.

He noticed the first error at 7:42 a.m. A clock hesitated. A system log corrected itself. And a record appeared only after he looked at it. At first, the discrepancies were small—seconds lost, numbers reversing, data aligning too cleanly to be coincidence. But the more he observed, the more the world responded. Errors stopped happening when he watched. They corrected themselves when he didn’t. And when he interfered, the system noticed. Marked as an Observer, then flagged for intervention, he learns a rule no one explains outright: every correction has a cost. He isn’t the only variable. Others exist—some watching, some triggering changes without meaning to. And somewhere beyond human systems, an unseen threshold decides who crosses the line… and who pays for it. This is not a story about breaking the system. It is about learning how carefully it watches back.

Allen, un garçon de treize ans, rencontre une étrange jeune fille au cœur d’une forêt non loin de son village. Elle ne sait pas qui elle est, ni d’où elle vient — mais elle porte un prénom qu’il lui a offert : Alice. 5 ans plus tard, il est inexplicablement ramené dans le passé, le jour même de sa rencontre avec Alice. Voulant retourner dans le présent pour compléter quelque chose "d'important", il accepte de voyager avec cette étrange jeune fille. Malheureusement pour lui, il n'avait pas anticipé que cela engendrerait de nombreux problèmes, mais malheureusement pour ces problèmes, Allen n'aime pas qu'on lui marche sur les pieds, ayant l'avantage de connaissance du futur, il fera tout pour comprendre sa situation, dont devenir le plus puissant des aventuriers, et s'infiltrer dans une académie de magie... ? « Peu importe ce qu'on m'envoie, j'ai juste à l'écraser. » Illustration : Inconscient1128

Zachariah “Zach” Miller is a five-year-old baseball prodigy in a small town, raised by his hardworking single mother, Priscilla. Quiet, focused, and far more mature than his age suggests, Zach trains daily with an unshakable determination to go pro. Unknown to everyone, he possesses a mysterious internal “system” that tracks his progress, gives advice, and helps him grow stronger. Zach’s life changes when he meets Ethan, a local coach, and Thomas, a kind sports store owner who becomes a surrogate grandfather. With their support, Zach joins the Little League Dodgers, quickly drawing attention for his ambidextrous talent and surprising discipline. He befriends the nervous but loyal Tyler, who becomes his catcher and biggest supporter. But he also gains a rival: Blake, the team’s best pitcher—talented, driven, and crushed under the weight of his father’s harsh expectations. Zach’s rapid improvement threatens Blake, causing jealousy, conflict, and emotional outbursts that fracture the team. Throughout scrimmages, practices, and personal struggles, Zach uses his skills—and the system’s guidance—to mend relationships, ease tensions, and help Blake confront his emotional pressure. As the boys train together under Ethan’s guidance, the team grows stronger, and even Blake begins warming to Zach. Now, as the first official game of the season approaches, the Dodgers stand on the edge of something big. With roles assigned, skills improving, and friendships forming, Zach prepares to face the unknown challenge his system warned him about—determined to lead his team to victory, not alone, but together.

The outer districts are built to be passed through. Accidents are expected. Survival is enough. When Aron interferes in an accident that should have claimed a life, the world hesitates—and then corrects itself. He survives, but something has changed. Marked by an attention he doesn’t understand, Aron is forced into an elite academy that does not offer explanations, only compliance. Inside, power is subtle, consequences are displaced, and every decision carries a cost that rarely falls where it should. As Aron learns to survive in a system that prioritizes stability over morality, he begins to realize an unsettling truth: the world does not reward intent—only outcomes.

I woke up in the body of the empire's most hated tyrant, on the night his five wives finally agreed to kill him. Lunara, named the Sword Saint. Zelina, the Poison Queen. Calista, the captive Saintess. Miralys, the conquered War Princess. And Saoirse, the girl-genius he never once spoke to. Five women, five very good reasons, one shared plan: my death before dawn. I also woke up with a Hero System, it thinks I'm the chosen hero, and it gave me an SSS-rank reward for smiling at a woman who didn't even look up. But there's a rule. Every time I do something genuinely good for one of these women, the System pays me back. 10x, 100x even 1000x It only works if I actually mean it, and every payout drains something the System guards like a countdown. So the new plan: survive the night, keep the crown, and invest in the five deadliest women in the empire until the returns make me untouchable.

Like most truth seekers, I was intrigued the first time I heard stories of exceptionally long lived yogis of India. We hear of Trailanga Swami of Varanasi, who supposedly lived to be around 300 years. There is Devraha Baba — his followers believe that he lived for over 250 years. Then there is the deathless Mahavatar Babaji, immortalised in Paramhansa Yogananda’s Autobiography Of A Yogi.

Yunyun is reincarnated into a post-apocalyptic novel with a powerful female protagonist. Unfortunately, she isn’t the heroine. She’s just a minor cannon fodder character… destined to die early. But after awakening memories of the novel, Yunyun accidentally reveals the future through her thoughts— [Mommy, boohoo… your scumbag husband has been cheating on you for years and even has a child with another woman. In the end, they’ll join forces to cripple and torture you to death!] [Uncle, you’ll be betrayed by an ungrateful subordinate and driven out of your own luxurious home, left to freeze to death in the snow!] [Grandpa… Grandma…] In the original story, only her young aunt—the novel’s female lead—survives to the very end, killing her enemies with her own hands… only to live on as something neither fully human nor a ghost. Before they can recover from learning their fates, another thought leaks out— [Sigh, the apocalypse is coming soon. As a three-year-old cannon fodder, can I go offline early? I don't want to suffer through the end of the world…] Looking at the little milk dumpling in their arms, pretending to be silly just so she can laze around… What else can the Bai family do but spoil her? They hoard supplies, renovate and fortify their home, and prepare in advance for the coming apocalypse. Meanwhile, little Yunyun follows her protagonist aunt, accidentally kicking off the base-building plot and helping create a super base where food and clothing are abundant, even in the apocalypse. Step by step, the Bai family rises to power. In the end, Yunyun is dumbfounded: [Wait… wasn't I supposed to be cannon fodder?! Why does this feel like a "pampered lucky baby" story?!] The Bai family: Their little Yunyun is, indeed, their precious lucky baby.