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Red Envelope Group of the Three Realms

In a world of shallow-minded, materialistic mortals, what would one from humble beginnings - whose face had been stomped on, spat on, oppressed for the longest while by the arrogant, pampered upper echelons of society - do, when a mysterious application pops up in a brand new phone that was meant to be the birthday gift of an ungrateful girlfriend? What if the application takes the form of a chatroom where its occupants, bearing the names of mythical, fictional beings, start giving out 'Red Packets'; while spouting nonsense the entire time? Release Schedule: 14 chs / week *There is something wrong with the system. We are currently working on it right now. Thank you for your patience and support.*

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Everyone Died on the Island

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

There multiple potholes from Chen Xiaobei's missiles in the forest and beach of Mamba Island. The grass was burning and stones were shattered. Judging from the state of the island, one could guess that continuous massive explosions had just happened here. Three core members and around fifty goons went to check it out immediately.

"Oh my god! What the hell just happened here? I think it's caused by a fighter jet! But, there's nothing in the sky!" said one of the skinny guy in shock.

Everyone behind him had the same expression as well. They could not figure out what had caused all these destructions that they just witnessed.

"Hey Monkey! Can you stay strong and bold for us?! Can you stop saying 'oh my god'?! Why are you so afraid?" one of the muscular guys with arm tattoos said disdainfully.

"Mad Blade! I think we should be more cautious! Look at the hole! It doesn't look like it was caused by an air raid!" said the man with golden eyes.