Kiki
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Cheng Han rode his bicycle to the school gate and discovered that the entrance had been sealed off once again. This was hardly surprising. Tan Zicheng had been a student of No. 15 Middle School. Since the authorities had uncovered him as a follower of an evil god, there was no way they would neglect to conduct a thorough inspection of the school. A temporary barricade had been erected outside the gate. Whether student or teacher, everyone had to undergo an inspection before being allowed…-
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Daybreak was just beginning. More than two hundred Black Armor Army soldiers, along with a large force dispatched by the Patrol Department, surrounded Jinglin District from every direction, completely sealing it off. “Throw!” A Black Armor Army captain built like a bear roared the command. Twenty soldiers stood in two ranks. At the same moment, they stepped forward and swung their right arms in perfect unison, hurling the short spears in their hands. Woooo— The shrill whistle…
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"Hoo..." The morning was frigid; the water mist in the air drifted out like white smoke with every breath. With the mace, the two-handed axe, and two daggers tucked into his belt, Xia Nan carried the heavy pack on his back, feeling a vague sense of exhaustion. But the moment he thought of the price they might fetch back in town, his spirits lifted again. This trip had been far more profitable than farming back home. The morning sun pierced through the gaps in the tree canopy, casting patches of…-
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Every region’s night has a different base color. In the Elven Royal City of Ivelius, the night is an elegant poem played by harps and leaf-flutes; in the "Steel Rampart" city of Moltengard, the night is generally filled with iron, blood, and the smoke of war. The deep night of the Mist Forest is very quiet. Insect chirps and beast calls exist, of course, but they are different from other desolate wildernesses. The volume is very low, blurry, and hazy; even when close to one’s ear, it feels…
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With one sweep of the net, they pulled out seven or eight fish—crucian carp, common carp, and Li Long’s favorites: a pike and a large yellow perch. Together, they weighed about three or four kilograms. Li Long tossed the fish onto the ice, turned to another angle, and swept again. This time, he caught four more, the heaviest being a carp just under a kilogram. "My turn, let me have a go!" Tao Daqiang pleaded. "Sure, go ahead!" Li Long handed him the net and climbed onto the ice. The fish they…-
14.9 K • Ongoing
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As Li Long approached the Small Sea, he heard someone calling his name. He turned to see Tao Daqiang, a giant of a young man from the village, one year his junior. Daqiang was a bit slow, and the other local youths didn't really include him in their circles. When Li Long first arrived, they had been on good terms, but after he started hanging out with Gu Ermao, he had drifted away along with the crowd. Yet, every time Tao Daqiang saw Li Long, he would greet him with a bright, genuine smile, as if…
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As on every previous day, after smoothly completing his meridian cultivation, Jiang Wang guided the newly born dao essence into its proper position within the Heaven-Connecting Palace, bringing himself one step closer to foundation establishment. After finishing his meridian cultivation, Jiang Wang did not rest. Instead, he sat before the desk by the oil lamp and began copying the High and Wondrous Supreme Scripture of Purple Void. Since only the siblings lived here, they occupied the main room, so…-
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Two blood brothers: one was the Dao Academy’s proud son of heaven, while the other lived alone in a corner of the clan. The difference between heaven and mud was enough to drive a person mad, yet there was no resentment or bitterness on Wang Changji’s face at all. From beginning to end, he calmly ate his meal. As though eating were the most important thing in the world. He ate at an even pace, and very carefully. Only after he had finished his pig trotter and vegetables, and swallowed the…
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Seeing what he was doing, Lin Xiuqing quickly asked, “Where are you taking our son?” “Nowhere. Going to help Grandma pick corn.” “All of it, or just a little? Should I come help too?” Ye Yaodong looked at the old lady behind him. She was only carrying a basket. “Just a little. Didn’t we already say yesterday to keep it for ourselves and not let Grandma sell it? We’ll just pick a few and come right back. You go do your thing.” Seeing him finally being diligent for once,…-
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Early the next morning, Ye Yaodong woke up as soon as he sensed movement beside him. His eyes still refused to open properly, so he squinted with one eye open and one closed, only to see Lin Xiuqing dressing the two children. “What time is it? Why are they up so early?” “Six.” After getting dressed, Ye Chenghu climbed over curiously and asked, “Dad, why are you awake so early today?” “Can’t I? Early to bed and early to rise makes you healthy!” “But usually you sleep…
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