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Nuclear-powered Sword Immortal

By the coast, a hundred-meter Star Gate shimmered with flowing light. Beyond the Star Gate, an army forged of steel stretched as far as the eye could see. Above the Sky Dome, squadrons of fighter jets streaked across, weaving an iron curtain. In the distant ocean, scores of aircraft carriers, destroyers, and frigates dotted the seascape, ready for action. All cannons were aimed at the figure who emerged from the Star Gate. "In the name of the Federation Command Center, I order you to stand down, or what awaits you is total war," said the voice. "War?" Gu Jinlai took a step forward, and his form swelled against the wind, in an instant growing from less than two meters tall to a colossal Chaos Demon God thousands of kilometers high, emitting the brilliance of a white dwarf star from his being, his own gravity causing thunder and lightning, as well as tsunamis and tides within a thousand-mile radius. He looked down... At the war weapons that seemed like toys. He reached out, and a hydrogen bomb fell into his hand. Within him, the electron-degenerate star core released Helium, Helium elements expanded, and the terrifying high temperature instantly caused Deuterium and Tritium, Hydrogen's isotopes, to fuse, the energy bursting forth, forming a blazing white brilliance on the ocean's surface that was like igniting a sun. Before this sun's energy could be released, he clapped his hands together, and the dazzling white, mixed with heat in the billions of degrees, was compressed and sealed within his palms, not a fragment escaping. "I think, you should choose peace." he suggested.
Ride the Wind with Sword Control · 396K Views

Dao of the Milf: My Legendary Rebirth

Lin Tian was just an ordinary guy—single, hopelessly unlucky, and dreaming of a world where he could finally be a winner in life. But fate had other plans. One unfortunate slip, a runaway truck, and a questionable magazine delivery later… he was dead. However, instead of eternal nothingness, he wakes up in a divine realm, face-to-face with a breathtakingly mature goddess. With a teasing smile, she bestows upon him the Milf Conqueror System—a heaven-defying ability that rewards him for charming and romancing powerful, mature beauties. Reborn in a vast cultivation world as a disgraced sect disciple, Lin Tian finds himself surrounded by widowed sect mistresses, noble ladies, demon queens, and goddesses—all radiating untouchable elegance and strength. But armed with his system’s absurd missions and ridiculous power-ups, he embarks on a legendary path to the peak of cultivation… one Milf at a time! Whether it’s making an ice-cold sect mistress blush, teasing a flirty innkeeper, or seducing a demon empress, Lin Tian’s journey will be filled with action, laughter, and a whole lot of romantic "cultivation." In this world, strength is everything—but who says you can’t reach the top while enjoying the finest of heavenly beauties? Watch out, cultivation world—Lin Tian is here, and he’s bringing the Milf Dao with him! [NOTICE - For starter I will upload maximum 2 chapters a day of chapters are short or single chapter it it has sufficient length]
ZEBUB · 13.6K Views

Wasteland Uprising

"In this apocalyptic New York, a can of SPAM might be worth more than gold." Imagine "The Walking Dead" meets "The Wolf of Wall Street" with a dash of "Doomsday Preppers" absurdity — welcome to New York City, 2030, a megalopolis struck by the collapse of social order. Cyrus Greene should have been just another office worker. But when the entire U.S. government mysteriously vanishes and the social fabric crumbles, his life takes an unexpected turn. No police, no government, no order... but for Cyrus, this chaos becomes his greatest opportunity. In this new world: - A can of SPAM buys you a week of shelter - A box of canned goods is worth a car - A pack of instant coffee can purchase vital intelligence - A bottle of clean water is more precious than diamonds But Cyrus isn't just surviving — he's thriving. Armed with his unique business acumen and surprising negotiation skills, he begins hoarding and trading survival supplies that have become priceless in this post-apocalyptic world. From convenience store canned goods to pharmacy first-aid kits to supermarket warehouse stockpiles, he builds his commercial empire in this wasteland. Along the way, he meets his match in a brilliant female powerhouse and an unexpected "sidekick" who becomes invaluable to his operation. If you enjoy: - Post-apocalyptic survival stories - Witty and clever protagonists - Unique business mindsets - Strategic negotiations and power plays - And a dash of blush-worthy romance Then this book is definitely for you. Warning: This isn't your typical post-apocalyptic tale. There are no zombies, no alien invasions — just a raw examination of human nature, and a compelling story about finding order in chaos and hope in despair. "In this world, the most dangerous thing isn't hunger or cold — it's the human heart. But paradoxically, it's also the warmest thing we have left."
kuiyukuiyi_cheng · 3.2K Views

I Own a Brothel in Another World

Alastair Carter is a 27-year-old marketing and management teacher like many others around the world. Well... maybe besides the fact that he teaches some of that world's prodigies, but it's just a small detail. Even though he loves fantasy novels, he has never expected getting sucked into a fantasy world himself. I mean, who does? Follow Alastair and find out how he will deal with this predicament. Will he be nominated as a hero? Will he save the world in crisis or focus on looking for a way back to Earth? Or perhaps, will he settle down and live peacefully? This is the beginning of a great tale... ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Chapter Ero-meter: [ * ] - A bit of explicit content [ * * ] - Around half a chapter of lewds [ * * * ] - WAIT?! IT'S ALL F***ING LEWDS?! Main release day: Monday. What to expect: Some light management, a status system in the background, some slavery, wholesome lewding centered around the MC, a slice of life story and loads of lovely monster girls. What NOT to expect: Depictions of rape, mindbreak or abusive mind control, NTR, heavy sexual abuse and other heavy stuff. The title is not a "bait", but please don't expect fully devoted "hot" chapters every other release. It all depends on the flow of the story (which is still a Slice of Life) and might come to a moment where stuff may happen often, but not all the time. Socials: Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/Saileri Discord Community: https://discord.gg/uPjt6DJ
Saileri · 1.7M Views

DIGITAL TECH GUARD RECOVERY / FASTEST CRYPTOCURRENCY RECOVERY EXPERT

WhatsApp: +1 (443) 859 - 2886 Email @ digitaltechguard.com Telegram: digitaltechguard.com Website link: digitaltechguard.com The scent of freshly brewed espresso and vintage Led Zeppelin records should have been my retirement anthem. But I was hunched over a computer in my still-under-construction vinyl record cafe, screaming at a blockchain explorer as if it just ridiculed my acoustic session. My life savings, $430,000 worth of Bitcoin, carefully earned over a decade of writing alt-rock ballads for car commercials, vanished into thin air. The culprit? Some smooth "investment manager" who'd promised me "Taylor Swift-level returns" on crypto staking, then bailed faster than my band's 2008 reunion tour.  The scam was a cringe symphony.Guy had a LinkedIn profile dotted with adjectives such as "Web3 maestro" and "DeFi virtuoso," an autotuned elevator jazz playing website, and a contractual loophole big enough to drive a tour bus through. I signed over access like a groupie handing over backstage passes. Poof. Gone. Money. My café's espresso machine sat in its box, accusatorially. My spouse said I needed to "get a real job again." Even my dog gave me the side eye. Enter my drummer, Chad, a guy who had escaped a festival pyro tragedy by jumping into a kiddie pool. He texted me: "Bro, look at Digital Tech Guard Recovery. They're crypto Roadies." I pictured a group of pierced hackers in black hoodies, blowing gum and cracking firewalls. Good enough. Digitals crew followed the scambot's trail with the ferocity of a producer hunting for the perfect bassline. The crook had routed my Bitcoin through privacy coins, obscured wallets, and exchanges located in countries that I couldn't spell. Their engineers stalked his path like a creep watching a pop star's concert tour schedule, in cooperation with Interpol and a Cypriot bank used also as a hub for meme stocks. As it turns out, my "maestro" had become careless, stashing money in a wallet associated with a failed NFT venture named "Aping for Jesus." Typical. Sixteen days later, my wallet beeped. Balance returned. No taunting, only a curt email: "Scammer's assets frozen. Your money's back. Buy better speakers." I blasted "Eye of the Tiger" through the café sound system, shocking a hipster with oat milk. The espresso machine finally came online. Digital Tech Guard Recovery didn't just restore my cryptocurrency; they wrote the encore for my midlife crisis. My café exists today, littered with grail-worthy records on the walls and a tip cup emblazoned "ETH accepted." Chad's no longer on the espresso machine, but he's got free coffee for life. If your cryptocurrency is ever swindled by a cyber rockstar, don't go into existential tailspin. Call the Digitals. They'll turn your faceplant into a victory lap. Just maybe screen your "maestros" harder than your band's setlist.
Bobby_felix · 320 Views
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