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"201th, 202nd…" Zhou Can, an Intern of Tu Ya Hospital, a Grade A Provincial Tertiary Hospital, would silently count every stitch he finished. His target today was to complete 300 stitches and fight for a place in the House Officer recruitment two days later. [Congratulations on completing your 100,000th suture and triggering the EXP system. Medical skills and surgery practice can be obtained.] Zhou Can shook his head hard. What the hell is this? Something even more magical happened as he thought about it. An interface appeared in front of him. [Zhou Can, Intern.] [Pathology Diagnosis, Level Two. Current EXP: 89.5/100. Outstanding House Officer-level diagnosis ability.] A surgical legend was in the making.

In an alternate world, a demon disrupts dynasties, harvests souls, and refines a banner of ten thousand souls. Under the heavenly tribulation, his body and soul are destroyed, but the Ten Thousand Souls Banner protects his undying spirit. Unable to possess a body, he's countered instead. A laid-back young man in society, wielding the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, roams the human world. With the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in hand, I refine a Golden Core with good deeds. A slice-of-life story with no ambition for conquest, helping the departed fulfill their wishes, gaining merit to repair the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and enjoying a laid-back life.

Initially, Bai Fu only intended to farm the players' favor to survive, planning to leverage their power to deal with the NPCs that opposed her. However, she accidentally overdid it. From being the 'Players' Sturdiest Support' to 'The Lonely Guardian of the Frontier', and then to 'The First Saint in the Empire's Corrupt World'. Players took the initiative and elevated her to a divine status. In the third millennium of the Empire, a former Emperor, who requested anonymity, loudly complained during a newspaper interview. 'Those immortals charged into the palace shouting about friendship and bonds, and forcibly placed the crown on the head of Bai Fu, this demon. Such a sin!' Bai Fu responded to the accusations with great indignation. 'How am I a demon? From the beginning, I have always advocated love and justice. Don't talk nonsense with your eyes wide open... It's also difficult for me. Sometimes, it's worth looking for the reason within oneself. Have you ever tried to be a good person over these years? Why do the immortals only attack you and not me?'

Effort? Effort my ass! People born to be beasts of burden could never touch the lower limits of those chosen by the heavens no matter how hard they tried. Talent gap, background gap, appearance gap, luck gap... A single disparity could swallow all the struggles of the beasts of burden, and a combination of many made their lives unbearably tragic. Su Huai was filled with indignation over this. As a result, rebirth + system, fortune arrived suddenly. The chosen by the heavens? Kneel down, all of you. Let the dogs engage in romance; I just want to explode with rewards.

This is a world of universal players, where only advanced players who clear countless instances and slay various monsters are the rulers of the world. Wang Zhifan traverses into this world as a novice player but miraculously possesses the ability to choose his own rewards upon clearing instances and killing monsters, setting him on the path to the peak of his life! [Please choose your dungeon rewards (You may select up to 3 items)] [Normal Grade (98% probability drop)] [Long Sword (Normal) X0~3, Handgun (Normal) X0~3, Dagger (Normal) X0~3...] [Rare Layer (0.01% probability drop):] [Wolf-Slaying Blade (Rare) X0~1]

Yang Chen, an online car-hailing driver, is bound to a "Negative Reviews Reward" system. As long as he does not compromise with unreasonable passengers, he can receive rewards if he receives negative reviews or complaints. Passenger: Driver, I want you to drive the car upstairs for me. My new Hongxing shoes got wet and dirty. Are you going to compensate me? Yang Chen: Miss, this is a car, how can I drive it upstairs? Passenger: I don't care, you have to drive it upstairs. Aren't you an online car-hailing driver supposed to serve passengers? Do you believe I'll give you a negative review? Platform: Dear driver, we regret to inform you that you have received a negative review and have been complained about by the customer. System: "Congratulations, Master, for earning a negative review through your capability, and you are rewarded with 28% ownership of the Peninsula Hotel." ……

Qi Chuan, who travels to the Immortal World, awakens a Golden Finger called Hundredfold Critical Strike. No matter what he does, there is a chance to trigger a hundredfold critical strike and gain a hundredfold reward. During cultivation, an ordinary Spirit Root, after a hundredfold critical strike, has a cultivation speed comparable to an Upper Grade Spirit Root, breaking realms with unstoppable momentum. Learning magic, a hundredfold critical strike leads directly to perfection with infinite power. Artifact Refining, Talisman Making, Sword Dao... Even in farming, he can become a top-notch Spirit Plants master, easily cultivating a field of Top Grade Spirit Fruit.

A cultivator with normal aptitude finally found a treasure that could change his life but to his disappointment, he could not directly benefit from it. *Warning* The MC of this story is goofy. If you are looking for a smart and serious MC, you will be disappointed. Also, Harem is big. Also, my grammar is shit. If you receive brain damage after reading the first chapter, run. ----------- Upload Schedule: Due to some changes in real life, uploads will be made whenever I have time to write. ----------- 40+ chapters ahead on Patreon, patreon.com/PotatoHero ----------- My ko-fi link is for those who want to support me. ko-fi.com/PotatoHero

When Lu Ming’s biological father and stepmother came looking for him, he didn’t feel happy or excited. A long time ago, Lu Ming’s father, Lu Yaohua, abandoned his wife and son and married his lover. For 18 years, Lu Ming had not seen his father, even when his mother passed away. Now, Lu Ming’s father came looking for him because his half-brother was sick and needed a kidney transplant. The first thing his father and stepmother said to him was that they wanted a kidney from him. “We are a family. You’re his older brother. It’s your responsibility to save your little brother. If you can help Ze, we’ll give you 10 million yuan,” offered Lu Yaohua. “A human can survive with one kidney, right? How can you not save your brother when he’s dying? You’re just like your useless mom!” scolded the stepmother. “Heck! I would never have agreed to dad spending the 10 million if the donor center has a suitable kidney for me!”the younger brother cursed . [Option 1: Agree to the request. Reward: A halo for enduring humiliation. Option 2: Decline the request. Reward: 51% of the shares of Wanke Real Estate—one the top 500 listed companies in the country.] Lu Ming stared coldly at the three visitors and scoffed. “I don’t have a brother like you, or a family. Get out!”

{ COMPLETED } BOOK TWO OF THE HAMILTON SERIES WARNING: A Regency Era novel. Adult content with detailed smut…Read at you own risk Genre: Historical Romance / Smut / Enemies-to-Lovers / Mystery / Comedy / Found family [Book Two of the Hamilton Series. Can be read as a standalone, but better enjoyed after Lady Ines’ Scandalous Hobby.] To the world, Duke Rowan Hamilton is the perfect gentleman. But in the bedroom, he is a man possessed. Rowan Hamilton has it all: a Ducal title, the face of a fallen angel, and a smile that makes debutantes faint. He is the "Golden Duke"—charming, responsible, and utterly adored by society. But it’s all a lie. Beneath the coats and polite manners, Rowan is a man haunted by a ghost. For three years, he has remained faithful to the memory of a masked woman who stole a kiss, bested him at a game of chance, and vanished into the night. He doesn't want any one as his wife; he wants her. When his domineering aunt tires of his bachelorhood, she hires London’s most notorious underground matchmaker to force the issue. Enter Miss Delaney Kingsley. She is sharp-tongued, infuriatingly competent, and entirely unimpressed by his title. Her mission? To drag Rowan to the altar with the season’s "Diamond," Lady Celine, within three months to collect the juicy payment Rowan’s aunt had to offer. Rowan intends to fire the meddlesome woman. But when Delaney looks at him with those hazel, intelligent eyes and orders him around like a young lad, he feels the first spark of life he’s felt in years. He decides to play her game. He will let her find him a wife. But he has no intention of choosing anyone even Lady Celine. "You were hired to find me a Duchess, Miss Kingsley. But the only person I want in my duchy and in my bed... is you." As mysteries turn into forbidden nights and the bickering turns into scorching passion, Rowan begins to suspect that his matchmaker is hiding a secret of her own. She moves like a shadow, handles a rifle like a soldier, and tastes exactly like the ghost he’s been hunting for three years. What to Expect: * High Stake Mystery: They try to untangle themselves from the Farrington’s trap. * The Golden Retriever Duke: Who turns into a possessive Alpha behind closed doors. * The Matchmaker Trope: She’s trying to marry him off; he’s trying to take her clothes off. * High Heat: Slow burn that explodes into intense smut. * Competence Kink: He falls harder every time she bosses him around. * Cameos: Featuring the chaotic domestic life of Duchess Ines and Duke Carcel (and their baby Harry!). Excerpt: "Your Grace, please focus," Delaney snapped, adjusting his cravat with efficient, gloved hands. "Lady Celine is waiting in the ballroom. You must look at her as if she is the only woman in the world." Rowan caught her wrist, stopping her movements. He stepped into her space, backing her against the heavy oak door of the study, his "Golden Boy" mask slipping to reveal the hunger beneath. "And how, exactly, does one do that, Miss Kingsley?" he whispered, his voice rough. "Show me." "I—I cannot show you, It I s not in my place to—" "Then teach me," he growled, lowering his head until his lips brushed the sensitive skin of her neck. "Teach me how to pretend I am not burning alive every time you walk into a room."