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Tycoon + Beauties + Rebirth + Humor + Anti-routine "As long as the host interacts with a beauty rated 90 or above, they can receive a cash reward." "Moreover, for every 30-point increase in the target's favorability towards the host, there is a guaranteed chance to win a prize!" "So, what might the prize be?" "Common prizes include a Beauty Evolution Agent that can enhance the host’s attractiveness from a score of 78 to a stunning 95..." "Well... actually, I don't really care about the money or the lottery. Mainly, I just really love playing games!" From then on, Zhang Jingdong changes his destiny with the help of the extravagant system, reaching the pinnacle of life.

Cheng Zhu, a young and accomplished individual, stumbled upon a question online: 'If you had the chance to be reborn and go back to the past, would you take it?' As someone recognized in his circle for having the most 'spirit', Cheng Zhu scoffed at the thousands of comments from people wishing for rebirth. He responded with a simple 'No', alongside a screenshot of his impressive bank balance. But in the next moment... he was reborn!

Lothair is a serial killer who detest imperfection on human’s facial features, which resulted in him having a compulsory behavior of wanting to strip people’s faces. After he dies, he finds himself as Narcissus, a beautiful and adorable female NPC inside a state-of-the-art VRMMO world of the latest craze called Fallen Carcosa Online. But despite being a fantasy-filled game, the world feels strangely realistic. Too realistic, even. Game-like systems and magic exist but so do plagues, politics, economy, and the horror hidden in plain sight. When pried open, an actual human-like anatomy can be seen beyond the skin of the NPC’s face—with little to no censor. Everything feels too immersive. Except Narcissus, Lothair’s new identity. When Narcissus tried to scrape off the face of her new adorable body, she found an abyssal void with little to no end. This story marks the birth for the King in Yellow. - Warning, this story contain: Male-to-Female Genderbend, GL/Yuri, Occasional Futa MC, Yanderes, Harem, Self-Cest. - Follow the creative and attentive Narcissus, a nuanced former serial-killer who will gradually becomes stronger, experienced, maddening, horrifying, but also mature, wise, conflicted, and complex—in this near-endless journey. Where souls unsung and tears unshed. In the land of Lost Carcosa. - This story is going on an indefinite hiatus.

The dragon lurked in the abyss, only to soar to the heavens, Ye Feng, the heir to the Medicine King legacy, was forced into marriage by the breathtaking Female War God upon the mountain. Determined to carry on and enhance the Medicine King’s heritage, he resolutely refused the Female War God’s coercive proposal and descended the mountain to seek out his fiancée... The Female War God said, “The man I fancy can't be snatched away by anyone. Since I can’t defeat him, I might as well join the ranks of his fiancées.” Ye Feng replied, “With such a wife, goji berries won’t cure”

An old man at his wit's end had all but given up on life. With no meaningful relationships and being stuck in a dead end job, he couldn't find many reasons to continue living. However that all changed one day when he came across something strange while walking home. In front of him he could see a magic circle forming around a group of students. Although magic was impossible in his world, he put all doubts aside as he tried everything he could to get included into that magic circle. He might not have been the target of that hero summoning, but he was determined to make his mark while journeying into a brand new world.

Cheng Zhu, a successful young man, saw a question online: "If you were given a chance to go back and regress to the past, would you want it?" As someone publicly acknowledged in his circle as the most arrogant showoff, Cheng Zhu looked at the several thousand comments of people wanting to regress, and immediately started flexing. He replied with "Don't want it" and attached a screenshot of his bank balance showing over six million yuan. However, the next moment...He regressed!

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My Mate Forced Me to Raise His Bastard Cub? I Went on a Killing Spree with My New Mate I am the daughter of the Alpha of the Silver Moon Clan. At the bonding ceremony, my mate demanded I wait until other she-wolves had borne his cubs before proceeding. He declared the cubs would be raised by me, for I remained the future Luna of the Moonstone Clan. I turned to refuse, colliding into the embrace of a stronger Alpha—my destined mate. He declared, "Since you cannot cherish the gift bestowed by the Moon Goddess, Selena shall be protected by me!"

My system is the Resurrection Die System. I roll it once a day, and whatever number I roll determines how many times the entire team can be resurrected that day. As long as I don't die, this team is invincible in the apocalypse. The team captain worships me like an ancestor; even if I fart, he'd say it smells sweet. Until the captain saved a pure little flower. The little flower is a rare Healer, but her body is frail. It's said she has renal failure and needs a kidney transplant. Lying on her sickbed, she pitifully held my hand: "Sister, your body is so healthy, and you have so many resurrection chances. Losing one kidney wouldn't matter, right?" The captain, with a grim face, also guilt-tripped me. "Don't be so selfish! With Xiao Ya, everyone can suffer a lot less!" "We're just borrowing a kidney from you, not asking for your life! How can you have no sense of collective honor at all?"

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?