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Translator: Bamboo Editor: Agneya Late at night, the huge palace was completely silent. Long past his bedtime, Kyle's bedroom was still brightly lit. The man sitting on the sofa had a malicious smile on his face. He looked up at the servant standing in front of him and asked, "Did you do it?" Dolly lowered his eyes, "I did what His Highness ordered." Kyle, "You watched him drink it?" Dolly, "Yes." Kyle raised his eyebrows, "And then?" "Then I waited outside the door for aβ¦- 117.5βKββ’βOngoing
- Translator: Gin Editor: EllieKit βXavier, what are you doing here?β Xavier turned his head to meet the gaze of his father, who stood just beyond the door looking all flushed. Upon seeing his child in such a shameful situation, John Natt turned livid with rage. His son had disappeared shortly after the banquet started and he and his wife had spent ages looking for him, only to find him in the toilet in a state of delirium in front of the banquetβs host. How could this beβ¦
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Hai Sanβer clung to Lu Xie, crying pitifully, refusing to let go. His wails nearly deafened Lu Xie, who glanced at the bag of food he had brought back from the street in desperation. Β "Stop crying, stop crying. I bought some food earlier. Try it." Β Curiosity got the better of the naΓ―ve merman. Still sniffling, Hai Sanβer turned to look at the bag on the floor. He asked hesitantly, "Is it better than the pumpkin taro bun?" Β That pumpkin taro bun was something Lu Xieβ¦- 85.9βKββ’βCompleted
- He thought that if he satisfied the sea monster's request, it would let him go, but Yan Hui didnβt expect that the sea monster was actually a bottomless pit. A bottle of strawberry-flavored yogurt wasnβt enough for it to drink every day. His private savings had already run out, and the sea monsterβs demands were only growing. "Is there anything else to eat?" What else to eat? Yan Hui had never had anything good himself. He answered honestly, "I donβt know?" "You donβt know?" The monsterβ¦
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"Xiao Ling Yi, you came," the colonel in the cockpit greeted, recognizing Ling Yi's footsteps the moment he entered. His gait was steadier than most but noticeably lighter. Β After the greeting, the colonel resumed adjusting the cockpit parameters, muttering, "What's going on? Other teams always have professional research crews when landing, so why donβt we get one this time?" Β He felt like they were done in on purpose, so his mood soured. Β But then, another set of footsteps approached.β¦- 98.6βKββ’βOngoing
- After drawing a sample of Ling Yi's blood, Lin Si placed it into the machine for processing and then took Ling Yi to Zone 9. Β β This was Ling Yi's first time stepping into this place. Β The Zone 9 was very different from other areas. In other zones, the corridors twisted and turned, with walls embedded with numerous doors, leading to rooms of various sizes. While maintaining precise divisions of labor, they maximized the efficiency of space usage. Β But here, it wasβ¦
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Being left out is sad (Part 1) A metallic sound echoed through the early morning knight training grounds as swords clashed. A sword flew through the air, stabbing into the ground. "I guess I still can't beat Alan." I raised my hands in defeat, and Alan snorted in response. It had been ten years since I came to the demon king's castle, and I had turned twenty. I pulled out the practice steel sword from the ground and put it away in my sword holder, Solurack. I reattached Oreole, which I hadβ¦- 29.7βKββ’βOngoing
- Reunion with the Past (Part 4) βThis seems to be the entrance.β βThere are signs of people coming and going here.β Oreole pointed it out, and I carefully observed the entrance. The lattice gate was slightly ajar, and there were what appeared to be footprints on the ground. I stepped inside and began exploring the garden, looking around as I walked. βI think it was around hereβ¦β βWhat are you looking for?β βMy brotherβs grave. When he passed away, he was buried inβ¦
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There was no doubt in Wen Lanβs professional ability. As soon as he sat down, everyone understood the professorβs lecture. The communication process was very pleasant. Wen Lan also took some notes while translating and handed them to Chen Mo at the end of the lecture. The professor wanted to eat together, so the ones following the professor were naturally the teaching assistants and Wen Lan. Jiang Chaosheng walked behind Wen Lan. When they were sitting down, he also sat beside Wen Lan, servingβ¦- 6.2βKββ’βCompleted
- Translator: Abo Dammen Β If Chi Zhao's previous admiration for Fu Nanβan was more superficial, tinged with playful curiosity, then the moment he accepted the cotton candy, he truly felt something shift. The sweet candy melted in his mouth, and his heart seemed to soften, dissolve, and melt along with it. A subtle emotion had taken root, ready to sprout. The next day, when reporting to the psychology department, Chi Zhao made sure to style his hair in a particularly handsome way. He knewβ¦
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