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Vastu Fish For Home

The Boss wants to be a salted fish for the rest of her life.

Chu Ci had been abandoned by the Chu family for eighteen years until one day, the critically ill old man ordered someone to bring her back home.    Upon seeing Chu Ci, whose appearance was poor and unkempt, with his entire body being worth no more than a hundred yuan, everyone in the Chu family felt disgusted. The servants at home are dressed more decently than Chu Ci. How could their family have such a down-and-out daughter? Still considering dividing the inheritance of the Chu family? Absolutely not!  However, soon after, they discovered that something was wrong with the daughter they had left to grow up in an orphanage. She casually scores first place in the exam, has a safe filled with hundreds of thousands or even millions of top-quality jadeite, gives away a variety of high-end luxury goods, and is referred to as "boss" by various professors and bosses... Mr. Chu: As long as you make progress, the inheritance will be given to you.     Chu Ci: I just want to be a salted fish waiting to die.     A certain boss: I have a lot of money, come to my house and I will support you and take care of you.     Chu Ci: Are there any conditions?     A certain boss: Let me taste the salted fish.     Chu Ci: The salted fish is very salty and not tasty.     A certain boss: How can you tell whether salted fish is salty or not without trying it? "PS: I am an amateur translator. Please overlook any minor grammatical errors."
Beautiful_Chaos · 3.4K Views

A War for a Place to call Home: First blood

Sarus Fortress is a titanic bastion of stone, steel, and sorrow—an ever-expanding bulwark built by the Bullard Empire to encircle the accursed island at the world's end. Beneath that island’s ashen skies lie the shattered hearts and skulls of three dead gods, whose corpses still fester with divine malice. From them crawl endless horrors—monstrosities birthed from madness and spite—that claw relentlessly at the walls of reality, seeking to unmake all mortal life. To sustain the fortress and fund the eternal war, the empire long ago enacted the Tithe: a grim tradition that claims lives in lieu of taxes, conscripting men, women, and children alike into the grinding teeth of its war machine. Here, survival depends not only on strength, but on adaptation. Soldiers wield heirlooms that are passed through blood , channel blessings from careless gods, command alien spirits, and harness Mori—the lingering essence of the dead. Through the Bonding ritual that is performed by the followers of the great unison the graft the flesh of the enemy onto their own in desperate bids for power is common place . And yet, despite all this, the dead gods’ corruption spreads. This is the tale of five conscripts claimed by the Tithe—five souls bound not by blood or banner, but by the absence of home. A salt miner who murdered his kin to claim their mori-born magic. A disgraced noblewoman clawing her way back from exile with charm, spite, and ambition. A glass-winged pixie the size of a thimble, who named herself after her favorite animal and chose to follow humans out of love. A disillusioned blessed Apothecary who seeks a purpose as he lost his. A Veteran soldier born into the Fortress who has undergone the Bonding more times than she can remember, all to live up to the memories of her parents. Together, they are thrown into the gullet of war not as saviors, but as offerings. Whether they will survive—or change the shape of the world in their struggle—is a story still unfolding beneath the an unending sky.
Duckspuck · 4.3K Views
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