I am Ye Qing. Lucky I found a [Monster Factory] application.... more>>

This bunch of super strong monsters are individually comparable to over 100 human beings, and they bring all kinds of skills!

Efficiency? With the skill processing speed +300, you still want to compete?

Precision? *cough, cough* Bring me that legendary dial caliper, let’s show them what absolute precision really mean.

Ye Qing: When, us, men want to be successful, we pull out our wallets.

Monsters: Don’t play those malice games with us. The creation of ultimate machinery is our love and life. These impenetrable bodies are our tools of the trade.

A 20 meter tall, overly buffed, savage looking monsters hold on to a ultimate cutting machine and yelled at the sky: “I am not targeting anyone specifically! Rather I am telling you all that, everything, in front of me and my tools are, nothing, but tr*sh!” <<less

One day, a group of 300 people woke up in a completely unknown space and heard a mysterious voice saying, "Choose three Skill Seeds."... more>>

The time limit was 10 minutes, and it was a race to grab the seemingly cheat-like Skill Seeds of "Appraisal," "Synthesis," "Transmutation," and "Healing."

Amidst the frenzy, Takumi couldn't shake off his discomfort with the Skill Seeds, and at the last second, he chose a leftover one based on a certain idea.

Afterwards, Takumi reincarnated into another world with the "leftover" Skill Seed, and he proceeded to change the laws of the world with his bold ideas. People were amazed at his audacious thinking, and he eventually altered the power balance between humans, elves, dwarves, and demons.

What kind of Skill Seed did this man choose to use? The only thing for sure is that Takumi's chosen Skill Seed had the power to change the world. <<less

WARNING: this is a typical Chinese novel, featuring a protagonist who displays prejudices towards other ethnicities.... more>>

Racist protagonist – Stereotyping – Intolerance – Racial Bias – Discrimination.

You have been warned.

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In a capitalist country, it means I have capital, and you don’t, so this country is mine! Contact the police, suppress them for me. Can Rockefeller do it, and I, Sheffield, can’t?” William Sheffield restrained his smile and said coldly, “Happy America, gunfights every day.” The Gilded Age, 1895. <<less

When a traverser mistakenly thought that he had crossed the back of Britain in the 1980s, and when he was enduring childhood hardships and ultimately sinking into darkness, a strange yet familiar acceptance letter rekindled his life.... more>>

But when he came into contact with the deeper darkness, would he choose to stay away from the abyss or jump into it without hesitation?

"Wait for me, I'll be back soon."

By the bedside of a certain bed on the fifth floor of St. Mungo's Hospital, he held her pale hand with unwavering determination.

This is a tale of a cunning little trickster, one who can deceive even himself, struggling between pain and tenderness. <<less