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Apocalypse Boss: 70s Island with Endless Supplies
Apocalypse Boss: 70s Island with Endless Supplies
Iris Ashford, the strongest warrior who fought through the apocalypse for ten bloody years, transmigrates back to 1973—a time of crippling scarcity—and becomes the true daughter the Ashford family finally found. She thought her suffering was over, that stability awaited. Instead, she discovers she's merely a cannon-fodder side character destined for a miserable death in some era novel! Her previous life's script was absolute garbage! Her scumbag fiancé Nathan Holloway pines for the white lotus foster daughter, storms in to provoke her at will, and tries to steal her life-bound pearl. Iris Ashford, now awakened with spatial abilities and powers, doesn't indulge him for a second. She kicks him down on the spot and declares with domineering flair: "Scumbags and bitches—none of you are worth a damn!" They think forcing a broken engagement will control her? She agrees without hesitation: "Whoever doesn't break it off is a dog!" Then she empties his family's assets clean, leaves the Holloway household with nothing but bare walls—striking first and striking hard, pure satisfaction! More shocking—the Ashford family's pampered fake daughter is actually reborn. Armed with memories from her past life, she schemes to steal Iris's golden finger and climb over the Ashford family to become richest tycoon. Foreseeing catastrophe for her entire family, Iris Ashford defies fate itself and reverses every tragedy: Solves her parents' political exile crisis. Heals her damaged eldest brother. Protects her nephew from his ill-fated path. Rewrites her sister's brutal death. With Divine Farmer Space and billions in supplies at hand, she decisively relocates her whole family to the countryside for safety. There, using apocalypse-honed skills and modern knowledge alike—treating illnesses, reclaiming wasteland, building wealth—she leads her family from ruin to riches. Every ghost and demon who dares provoke them gets crushed mercilessly; face-slapping comes without mercy. Only that man who initially doubted her gradually loses his heart to her. Declan Hartwell—the most coldly ascetic officer of A-Division 303 Regiment. Poison-tongued. Untouchable. Feared by all. First meeting: amusement flickers in his eyes. Interesting. Second meeting: something stirs. After several encounters: completely undone. Before marriage—proudly aloof, keep your distance. After marriage—instantly transforms into a clingy loyal dog! Kicked out of bed by his wife once? He hugs his pillow pitifully at the door: "Wife... don't make me sleep in the study... I want to sleep with you." [Strongest Apocalypse Queen vs True-Scent Ascetic Officer—mutual pursuit that only gets more addictive!]
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70s Fortunate Girl: Loved by Soldier
70s Fortunate Girl: Loved by Soldier
When Lily Mercer opened her eyes, she had become the namesake cannon-fodder supporting character destined for a tragic end and total family annihilation in a period-era novel. Last night's chaos had left her entangled with a stranger in military uniform—Dominic Ashford—and her mind still clearly retained the original story's ending: within three days, the hypocritical reborn heroine would steal her family's heirloom fortune bracelet. Then her eldest brother would die tragically in prison, her second brother would fall to a bullet, and her father—the village Party secretary—would be denounced and stripped of all official standing. As for herself, she would be drugged and forcibly given to an old bachelor in the mountains, eventually plunging off a cliff with her remains never to be found. The entire family would meet terrible ends! Lily Mercer, now armed with knowledge of the complete plot, smiled coldly: "This time, you won't have such good luck!" She retrieved the fortune bracelet one step ahead, activating the hidden space with a drop of blood. Using spiritual spring water to save her dying sister-in-law, cultivating medicinal fields to trade for money and grain, she calculated every move, determined to defy fate and rewrite destiny. When Dominic Ashford appeared at her door in his crisp military uniform to propose marriage, Lily Mercer looked at this supporting male character from the original novel—and nodded. So what if the reborn heroine held memories of her previous life? She possessed the entire script! Only, Lily Mercer never anticipated that beneath this bracelet lay buried long-concealed secrets from years past…
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5
60s Travel: Captivates Tough Major
60s Travel: Captivates Tough Major
Vivienne Holloway, who had survived until victory in the apocalypse, had just waited out the end of the world. She merely took a nap, and when she opened her eyes, she found herself transmigrated into a period novel, becoming the neglected true daughter who had been lost outside the family. The fake daughter had usurped her identity, snatching away the familial love and opportunities that should have been hers. In the original plot, the true daughter became a supporting character, revolving around the male and female leads, meeting a tragic end. But it was Vivienne Holloway who arrived here. Acting fragile, playing the innocent pure white flower, mastering green tea postures—these were nothing but daily amusements to her. The grand drama of life had already begun; she had no intention of revolving around the novel's protagonists. Snatching opportunities, kicking aside plotlines—no one would control her! Sebastian Caldwell of the Northwest Military Region was notoriously iron-blooded and cold as a commander—decisive in killing, indifferent in temperament, strictly following rules in all matters. He despised people who put on airs most of all. Their first encounter: Vivienne Holloway deliberately played deaf and dumb to fool everyone; Their second meeting: she stepped on human traffickers while humming leisurely and brushing her teeth—the contrast directly shattered Sebastian Caldwell's understanding. Before others she appeared pitifully weak and helpless; behind closed doors her mind remained clear with sharp methods. She possessed a portable space filled with abundant supplies. Dealing with leeching relatives, tearing apart hypocritical fake daughters with bare hands, kicking aside the original male and female leads' plotline with one foot. Sebastian Caldwell fell step by step. To outsiders he remained cold-faced and majestic, commanding reverence from all. Returning home he could only indulge helplessly: "Fine fine fine—you're the most fragile in all heaven and earth."
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Secret Marriage: Ex Regrets Lost Me
Secret Marriage: Ex Regrets Lost Me
Vivienne Hartwell had been adopted by the Langley family for ten years. The Langley family was an aristocratic household that placed utmost importance on status, and Vivienne Hartwell endured countless cold stares. It was Sebastian Langley who steadfastly stood by her side, repeatedly emphasizing to her: You're not an orphan. You still have me. The man doted on her to the extreme. On freezing winter nights, there would be his candied chestnuts by Vivienne Hartwell's bedside; During her periods, there would also be brown sugar ginger tea he personally brewed waiting for her nightstand. The man even booked out all the drones in the city to confess his love to her on her 18th birthday. Having known and loved each other for years, Vivienne Hartwell thought she and Sebastian Langley would continue down this path together. One month before their engagement, Sebastian Langley brought home a little lover instead. The little lover broke into their home, slept in Vivienne Hartwell's bed, and mocked Vivienne Hartwell as an unwanted orphan. She thought Sebastian Langley would stop this. Instead, the man simply said indifferently: "Vivienne, she's just joking." Sebastian Langley said he only wanted one last month of indulgence before getting married, after which he would focus on building a life with Vivienne Hartwell. He never believed Vivienne Hartwell would leave him. Ten years of love—she had restrained her sharp edges for him, abandoned her dreams, made him her entire world. How could he possibly let go of such a good woman? Until at the wedding ceremony when Vivienne Hartwell sent him onto social media news headlines did Sebastian Langley finally realize what he'd lost completely dumbfounded... Later it was said that heir of the Langley family cried until his eyes were swollen overnight locking himself in their bridal chamber day after day refusing to see anyone meanwhile Vivienne Hartwell was at a Hartwell family auction in Beijing having just won jewelry worth forty million yuan wearing latest red gown with jade pieces around neck radiant stunning everyone scrambling curry favor with Miss Hartwell Family When others mentioned that past chapter Vivienne smiled faintly: "Oh him? Sorry we're not acquainted."
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Mystic Heiress: Tames Strict Officer
Mystic Heiress: Tames Strict Officer
Isolde Ashworth transmigrated into a book, becoming the cannon-fodder heiress destined to throw money and her life away for the male and female leads. And now, during these politically turbulent times, her identity as a capitalist's daughter made her a walking target. Isolde Ashworth sneered coldly: "Cannon fodder? I'm the heir to an ancient martial arts family and a metaphysics grandmaster, and you expect me to be cannon fodder?" She swiftly dealt with her fiancé who had hooked up with her cousin—emptied the scumbag's family assets, sent the pair off to reeducation through labor in Northeast China in one fell swoop, and conveniently tossed in her maternal uncle's family who'd tried to swallow up her inheritance as well. Then, carrying her spatial pocket, she turned around and went to the military compound to seek refuge with the scumbag's uncle—that notoriously unmarriageable bachelor famous throughout the entire army, Sebastian Whitmore. Sebastian Whitmore was ascetic and sharp-tongued; the whole military district was betting on whether he'd ever manage to get married in this lifetime. Then one day, a girl came knocking on his door, hands on her hips, accusing him right off the bat: "Your nephew cheated on me—you have to take responsibility!" Sebastian Whitmore looked down at the girl who barely reached his chest: "...Who told you to come?" Isolde Ashworth answered with perfect confidence: "Your mother!" Later, the entire military district discovered that Chief Whitmore had changed. That sharp-tongued man who used to frown at the sight of women was now running to the family quarters every single day. When someone asked where he was going, he replied without batting an eye: "My wife is throwing a tantrum again; I'm going back to coax her." Everyone exchanged bewildered glances: What happened to his supposed gynophobia??
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Cute Toddler: Found My Parents
Cute Toddler: Found My Parents
Little Iris was a helpless orphan who had grown up in the mountains since childhood, without father or mother. She was squatting on the ground, worrying about where to find herself a pair of gentle parents, when suddenly—*whoosh*—a breathtakingly beautiful woman fell from the sky and crashed right in front of her. Iris's eyes instantly lit up like stars. She waddled over happily and called out sweetly, “Wow! I picked up a pretty Mommy!” After picking up Mommy, Iris was still not satisfied. Seeing how other families were complete, she began to sulk again. She muttered softly, “Everyone else has a daddy except me. Mommy will definitely be jealous! I need to go pick up a daddy too!” Without further ado, she ran to the river to catch fish, just in time to see a handsome man in white robes floating down the stream, pale all over and unconscious—he looked incredibly powerful at first glance. Iris was instantly overjoyed. Scampering over on her short legs, she exclaimed, “Such good luck! I picked up a super handsome Daddy!” Using all her strength, she dragged the unconscious beauty home, stumbling along the way, then shouted loudly across the courtyard gate: “Mommy! Mommy! Come out quick! I picked you up a super good-looking Daddy!” From then on, Iris completely unlocked her skill of picking people up. Wherever she went, she picked someone up—she simply couldn't stop. An unconscious, cold-looking young man lying by the road? She pointed at him and said in her milky voice: “This is my Big Brother! Take him home!” A gentle, well-behaved girl displaced by catastrophe? Her eyes lit up: “This is my Big Sister! Don't let her run away!” Hidden powerhouses and prodigious geniuses from all corners of the Three Realms were all packed up one by one by the little milk bun, forcibly assembling a top-tier family squad. One day, Iris looked enviously at other families' lively little siblings, then turned to gaze eagerly at the four big shots at home: “I want to be a big sister too! I want a younger brother or sister!” The four instantly fell silent collectively, their mentality collapsing. They coaxed helplessly: “Little ancestor, please stop picking people up. The house really can't fit anyone else!” No one knew that this soft and adorable little milk bun who picked up family members everywhere had actually collected all the top-tier bosses of the entire cultivation world. The mommy she picked up was the only supreme alchemist of Medicine God Valley—resurrecting the dead and invincible in pill refinement; The daddy she picked up was an unparalleled immortal venerable that the Sword Sect hadn't seen in ten thousand years—one sword strike could shatter ten thousand laws, shaking the Three Realms; Big Brother was a cultivation genius rarely seen in ten thousand years, crushing his peers with cheat-like speed; Big Sister was the precious junior sister doted on by a major sect, showered with endless affection; Even the little follower she picked up later turned out to be the noble Crown Prince of the demon tribe! From then on, the cultivation world gained a little beloved darling that no one dared to provoke. Whoever dared to bully Iris or make her cry didn't need to wait for the little girl to act—the whole family of top-tier bosses would take turns striking back until that person completely vanished from the cultivation world! The little wild child once mocked by everyone eventually became the precious princess of the Three Realms whom no one could afford to offend!
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The Ex-Wife's Comeback
The Ex-Wife's Comeback
After marrying David Reynolds, Charlotte Parker spent over a decade dutifully caring for her bedridden mother-in-law. She could never bring herself to splurge on expensive clothes, yet one day, she caught sight of her husband parading around town with his mistress—dressed head-to-toe in Chanel, toting a six-figure Hermès crocodile bag. And that wasn't all. There was also a love child, around ten years old. The boy obediently called her mother-in-law "Grandma," and the old woman immediately declared that the family fortune would one day be his. Her husband, ever the generous spender, announced plans to upgrade his mistress and their illegitimate son to a luxury duplex—worth a cool five million. Meanwhile, Charlotte was still stuck in the shabby, decades-old apartment allocated by her huaband workplace back in the day. The betrayal was the wake-up call she needed. She realized the first half of her life had been wasted on the wrong people. From now on, she would live for herself—free and unshackled. She wanted a divorce. Her husband sneered, "All you're good for is cooking and cleaning. You wouldn't survive without me." Her mother-in-law scoffed, "Women of our generation endure worse. Who hasn't suffered a little? Divorcing at your age—how disgraceful!" Relatives chimed in, "You've put up with it this long. What's another twenty or thirty years? Just bear with it a little longer." Bear with it? She had endured enough for a lifetime. No more! … Everyone expected the middle-aged divorce to become a pitiful, lonely joke. But to their shock, Charlotte not only re-entered the workforce—she thrived, climbing the career ladder with unstoppable momentum. And love? A second chance came knocking. Wait—what? The man she was dating, the one she might remarry… was actually the wealthiest tycoon in the capital? Her ex-husband's family was drowning in regret, begging her with tears to take them back. A squad of imposing bodyguards blocked their path. "Sorry," they said coolly. "Our lady says she doesn't know any poor relatives."
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