[Genre: Family Exile + Rebirth + Space Ability + Famine Survival + Face-slapping + Scumbag Revenge + Wealth Building]
Having lived another life, Wei Yunlan knew that on the very day Shen Feng took Xue Linglong as his secondary wife, her natal family would be falsely accused by treacherous officials, resulting in their estate being confiscated and their entire household exiled.
This time, she would not foolishly remain in the Shen family, waiting for her family’s grievances to be redressed—only to end up poisoned and mu*dered instead. Nor would she sit idly as Xue Linglong used treasures taken from her dowry to gain favor, eventually aiding the new emperor in ascending the throne.
The moment she opened her eyes, the sound of gongs and drums filled the air—the wedding ceremony was already underway. Without hesitation, Wei Yunlan took back her treasures, emptied the Shen family’s storerooms, and personally requested a divorce, handing over the position of principal wife without a second thought!
As the people of the capital gossiped, they could hardly believe it—had Wei Yunlan lost her mind?
Ancient China, Ancient Times, Business Management, Divorce, Family, Family Business, Late Romance, Magical Space, Military, Multiple Reincarnated Individuals, Multiple Transported Individuals, Poor to Rich, Reincarnation, Rich to Poor, Romantic Subplot, Royalty, Schemes And Conspiracies, Second Chance, Survival, Wealthy Characters
Fu Chunxi never imagined that her mother's life was like a melodramatic novel, with a foreign father appearing out of nowhere.
Chunxi inherited the best traits from both parents, making her beautiful and a bit rebellious.
Fu Chunxi also never imagined that her own life would unfold like a novel.
Why would her father's tech company hire a soccer player for an advertisement?
Why would a photographer be interested in her and want her to participate in the shoot?
Why... is this soccer player so handsome?
(Era + Military Marriage + Rebirth + Space + Slapping and Abusing Scumbags + Control Group + Family Affairs)
In her previous life, He Wanqing worked like a s*ave for the Xu family, being filial to her parents-in-law and taking care of her uncle, brother-in-law, and sister-in-law. She even gave them her uterus and kidneys. This was so that the men could work without distraction. She also wanted the infertile men to listen to their mother-in-law and raise the children of their relatives. In order to make their lives better, she exhausted herself early. Who knew that everything was planned by them, just to get her father’s pension…
2025-04-07
[Era] + [Military Marriage] + [Divine Doctor] + [Supply Space] + [Fun Story] + [Scumbag ab*se] This story is purely fictional.
Lin Yuexi was originally a legendary figure in the 22nd century. Her identity as a chaebol daughter was just a disguise. In fact, she has multiple mysterious identities as a miracle doctor, killer, and agent. Recently, she has frequently dreamed that she traveled to the 1970s in a parallel world. In that world, the original owner’s life was miserable. Her husband had been a soldier for five years and had not come back…
Yan Yi Ming transmigrated into the hottest otome game at present. She became a female cannon fodder destined to be ruthlessly abandoned by the male protagonists; a stepping stone on the white moonlight female protagonist’s path to success.
The system informed her that only by replacing the female protagonist and becoming the white moonlight of the male protagonists then could she successfully escape and return to her world. After years of painstaking efforts, utilizing all kinds of strategies, and adopting various identities did she finally succeed in conquering the four male protagonists. She recovered her true body and eagerly awaited to go home but found that she was unable to go back.
A weak reminder from System:
Please read the user manual carefully: –
1. Become a white moonlight, and
2. To extricate oneself and make a successful retreat from the male protagonists.
Yan Yi Ming looked at the second condition and suddenly found herself in a pickle.
I accidentally transmigrated into a bunch of old-school dog-blood tragedy stories.
I am the villain, the canary, the tragic cannon fodder who is tortured by the protagonist to the point of death.
My goal is simply to survive until the ending.
But there’s always a protagonist trying to take my kidney.
For example, the cold and aloof CEO in front of me, who, in order to save the “white moonlight” in his heart, is pinning me to the wall, frowning as he asks: “Can you donate a kidney to him?”
I: “……”
I: “I can donate my appendix.”
“It’s inflamed anyway.”
This story is also known as “The Salted Fish’s Winning Strategy” and “Those Years I Was Recklessly Self-Sabotaging in Tragedy Novels.”
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1. The entire story takes place in a fictional setting with no relation to reality.
2. The main character travels through different worlds by themselves from start to finish, and the story is not episodic.
3. Hehehehe, small interface, happy endings (HE) for all.
4. Each “interface” represents a fragment of the protagonist’s soul, and the logic has been consumed by the author.
5. The synopsis describes the plot of one of the interfaces, which may not appear at the beginning of the story but might show up in the middle or towards the end. Please proceed with caution if this bothers you.
After losing his job Bai Liu became involved with an unstoppable horror live streaming game full of various monsters and players with killer intent.
Initially, everyone thought Bai Liu was just an ordinary person who strayed into the game.
Later, they realized it was this game that welcomed its god with victory and a laurel crown saying, “Welcome home.”
Shen Ning accidentally enters the world of Dream of the Red Chamber and discovers she's pregnant. It turns out she's transmigrated into the mother of Xi Chun, who died in childbirth. At this time, the Jia family is at its peak, prosperous and extravagant. As long as she gives birth safely, she'll have more than a decade of good days to enjoy.
However, the mansion is about to decline, and chaotic times are coming. As someone inside the story, Shen Ning wants to change more than just the Jia family's fate.
Thus, a hawk-like woman quietly spreads her wings from within the inner chambers. The Grand Mistress of the Red Chamber stirs up storms throughout the land.
2025-03-03
In her past life, Fan Li was proud and free, yet she lowered herself for her senior brothers, confining herself and ultimately meeting a tragic end, wrongly accused and dying. Only in death did she realize she was merely a substitute for their white moonlight, worthless.
Reborn, Fan Li abandons everyone first, choosing to cultivate the ruthless path, severing emotions and love. Who knew they wouldn't be happy about it? Her master destroys his own cultivation, begging for her forgiveness. Her eldest senior brother descends into madness for her, begging her to look back at him just once. Her senior brothers are either driven mad or become fools. The entire sect starts begging her to stay.
But in this life, Fan Li doesn't turn back. She gives up on saving the sect, coldly watching them all suffer in their own personal hells.
“I saw with my own eyes that they used the finest, rustproof refined steel to make utensils and cans, filling them with just a little food, then casually throwing them away after eating.”
“I saw with my own eyes that they used giant beasts as tall as mountains to devour soil and rocks, digging out underground cities, just to park their steel carriages beneath the surface.”
“I saw with my own eyes that they fed glowing ores into an everlasting stellar furnace, unleashing a radiance brighter than the sun.”
“I saw with my own eyes all those indescribable things.”
“Their iron birds covered the sky, their steel ships filled the ocean, their war machines tore the earth asunder, and their gods walked upon the world.”
“You must think I’m mad.”
“But it doesn’t matter.”
“It has already seen you.”
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Oil is Its blood.
Thick smoke is Its breath.
Ore and steel are Its food.
The countless cargo ships in the harbors are Its myriad offspring.
The place of origin stamped in the corner is Its silent mockery.
They claim they are mere mortals.
Child, you’d best not argue.
You must understand:
Their technology is beyond comprehension.
Their production capacity is unimaginable.
A mere glimpse of their creations will drive you insane.
Their morale surpasses even the most fanatical worshippers of dark gods.
How will you stop them?
With your sword, child? Or your flesh and blood?
You should be grateful that they still consider themselves mortals.
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“I’ve finished building my factory, and now you’re telling me this world runs on idealism?!”
“Wait, then what the hell did I just create?”