Chicken Soup

She sneaked into his house, intending only to use his finger to make a fingerprint. Little did she expect that her plan to steal a chicken would end up losing a handful of rice. During a certain party, when someone asked what was good about Mo Nanjue, Tong Ran, thoroughly enjoying her meal, overlooked the figure behind her and blurted out, "He's filthy rich!" As soon as she got home and was about to open the door, someone blocked her at the entrance. "I heard you like that I'm filthy... rich?" Tong Ran's face turned red. "Mo Nanjue, you have no shame!" [Published under the title "Never Forget Your Original Aspiration, Grant You Morning and Evening," it's available in print; feel free to buy and add to your collection~] [The main story is complete, and side stories are still updating, so dive in with confidence~]

To repay his debt of gratitude and survive, Ryan Fletcher—the direct descendant of the most prominent family—has kept his real identity a secret and become the live-in-son-in-law that everyone despises. But once the family’s ban is lifted, he is back on the Fletchers‘ heir race. "You want to make me a cuckold?" SLAP! "You try to set me up?" SLAP! "You want to fire me?" SLAP! "You want to steal my wife's company?" SLAP! Who says that a live-in-son-in-law must be a loser? I, Ryan Fletcher, never chicken out! Please enjoy every face-slapping moment at the courtesy of Mr. Fletcher.

'Kill monsters, eat meat' 'I mean, Kill monsters, save lives. Got it.' 'Tut, I could've sworn that the first one sounded better.' She wasn't a girl looking for freedom or self-righteous liberation by a hero, or whatever shit a girl who suffered for almost all her life would crave. -the shit of a life she was living was horrible, but it was bearable, and so she got used to it. Rather, instead of freedom, what this little missy wanted was money. Lots and lots of them so she never has to worry about the next day. Money - bountiful enough that when she has to spend, she doesn't need to look back or calculate her assets to see how much she has left. Money - bountiful enough to get all the fried chicken she could ever dream of. Yeah, you heard it, fried chicken. For those who did not have money to spare leisurely, getting fried chicken was like a pipe dream to them and she had been one of those unfortunate souls. A comfortable roof above her head and no worries as to when she would get ordered around to steal. No worries about when she would get her next meal-- That was her liberation. And she got it. Just that, she got it most absurdly. Awakened! Those were the people ruling the world, alongside beastly and deadly monsters who threatened the safety of average human beings. And those awakened call the shots. Alice never dreamed she would one day be awakened, and compared to others with their game-like system displaying their attributes and strength; she had a full-grown man whom only she could hear, watching her back at every turn and telling her what to do. He was kinda a pain in the ass but she couldn't complain. It was this gift he had bestowed on her that made her the most powerful Awakened there was with stats that even S-class awakeneds couldn't compare to. She was the boss, now. Mwa-hahahahaha. But life didn't go as easy and leisurely as she planned. With great power comes great responsibility, right? Well, in her case with great power comes great hunger. She couldn't go a moment without getting hungry and her stomach had become a bottomless pit. And to get food, she needed money, and to get money, she had to hunt monsters. The monsters plagued humanity, causing catastrophes and taking lives mercilessly. Those monsters, as scary as they may be, were her target and she had to face them head-on. The bigger the monsters the more money she would gain. Yeah, that was the plan, but... This guy acting as her system seemed to have other plans, putting her at the forefront of 'justice' and having her clean the mess he somewhat created. 'Ugh, I can already sense a shadow of foreboding. Someone, please tell me I'm not acting the main character role. I just want to eat, okay?'

He just became the newly-crowned movie emperor when he died a tragic (actually, very stupid) death. On his way to cross the NaiHe bridge, he managed to evade Meng Po and not drink her soup. Thus keeping the memories of the life that he just had. But he would never have imagined that he would be reincarnated hundreds of thousands of years later. In the Interstellar era! If it happened to other guys, they would definitely want to be a mecha warrior. Don't most men dream of that at least once in their life? But sadly, that's not for him. There's only one goal in his mind - to be the number one star in the Interstellar era. With the knowledge and skills he got from his past life, he would definitely achieve it. But who was this annoying person who kept on pestering him? A certain prince smiled in a scary and crazy way: Cook food for me or else die. = a few months later = A certain prince leaned over and moved his face closer: I don't need food, I could just eat you. A bad tempered yandere gong X a reincarnated movie emperor shou *NaiHe bridge - a bridge that souls crossed to enter reincarnation **Meng Po - the lady on the Naihe bridge who gives out soup that lets the souls forget their memories, thus entering the cycle of reincarnation in a clean slate. Twitter: @tyramisu_wn IG: @tyramisu_novels

Title: God Within My Sect Synopsis: He was once the strongest cultivator in the heavens—feared by immortals, cursed by demons, and admired by beauties across ten thousand realms... …Until he died. From goosebumps. Yes, really. Now reincarnated as a dirt-poor nobody in a backwater village, he spends 19 years eating leftover buns, fighting frogs, and getting mocked as the local “Scarecrow.” Just when he hits rock bottom (face-first into a ditch, no less), a mysterious voice finally chimes in: > [Ding! Sect Master System Activated!] His power? Unlimited cultivation, divine techniques, legendary might… …but only within the boundaries of his sect. Outside it? He’s weaker than a chicken. Armed with sarcasm, shameless luck, and a mud-hut headquarters, he begins his quest to build the greatest sect the world has ever seen—starting with 0 disciples, 0 respect, and 0 dignity.

Abandoned by Fate, but Chosen by Chaos. A world where magic reigns supreme and the mightiest wizards stand at the apex. A world where one’s mana affinity, if one even had it, determines one’s status in society, whether one could soar through the skies like a dragon or remain grounded, scraping by like rats or chickens. This was the world Hal Fennec was born into. Raised in the poverty of a border village, Hal had one wish: to give his mother a better life, one free from the constant fear of beast attacks and invasions by the Fellkin. But fate seemed to be playing a cruel joke. Despite being the brightest and most confident among his peers since childhood, Hal turned out to be barely qualified to become a wizard. His natural talent, contrary to his expectations, was nowhere near enough to fulfill even his modest dream of a decent city life. But then, just when his final hope was snuffed out and the future seemed gray and bleak, a twist of fate—or more fittingly Chaos—granted him a system that would turn everything around. Additional tags: #Gacha =========== [WSA 2025 Entry] Regular release schedule: 2 ch/day Voting and Gifting Rewards: Every 300 Power Stones = 1 bonus chapter (maximum of 1 per week) Every 100 Golden Tickets = 1 bonus chapter (maximum of 1 per week) Super gifts (Magic Castle, Spacecraft, Golden Gachapon) = mass release of 5 chapters to be delivered within two weeks, on top of the bonus chapters from voting. (Maximum of 1 per month. In the rare case that I receive two in one month, the bonuses will carry over to the next two weeks or the following month.) !!PLEASE DO NOTE that these rewards are only until SEPTEMBER 30, the end of my book's MGS, as I do not want to burn myself out. I can only offer my sincerest gratitude and appreciation for whatever I receive after that. However, all the super gifts I receive until September 30 will still count, and I will deliver on my promise in the following months until everything promised has been fulfilled. === The limits are in place to ensure that the quality of my work doesn't drop. While I do enjoy earning more, I also want to make sure my readers get their money's worth to the best of my current abilities as a writer. Thanks in advance to those who will participate

At rock bottom—broke, alone, and abandoned by everyone he once trusted—Augustus sits on a park bench, drowning in despair. Fired from his only job, struggling to pay rent, and rejected at every turn, life feels like an endless punishment. Every day is a battle to survive in a world that’s forgotten him. Then, out of nowhere, a mysterious system appears. No flashy powers. No overnight miracles. Just a strange panel with simple tasks. Task: Take a cold shower + clean your room. ↳ Reward: $5,000 credited to your account. Task #02: [100 Push-ups, 100 Pull-ups, 100 Squats.] ↳ Reward: $30,000 + Nutritious Lunch (Grilled Chicken Quinoa Bowl). These aren’t just chores—they’re challenges that reshape Augustus from a broken nobody who couldn’t stand up for himself into a confident force who leads the conversation. What starts as small, grueling tasks turns into a life-altering journey. The system doesn’t coddle—it pushes, molds, and forces growth—inside and out. With every step, Augustus moves closer to the impossible: getting rich by simply living his life. Lifestyle System: I Got Rich Just by Living isn’t your typical “instant success” tale. It’s a gritty, raw transformation of a broken man becoming unstoppable—proving that sometimes the simplest changes unleash the greatest power. Ready to see how a shattered life rebuilds itself into fortune and strength? Dive in and watch Augustus rise—one task at a time. *** No NTR (No stealing or getting cheated). No incest. No rape. No Yuri. No cultivation. No superhuman nonsense. Just a relatable journey with rewards that feels earned. Discord - https://discord.gg/DJD5xbmzyF

Ruby was a genius; however, she tragically passed away after falling from the fiftieth floor of her own company's building. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in an entirely different world. Have you ever heard about the Ghost World? I'm not referring to the world of deceased individuals, but rather a planet. Ruby was shocked when she woke up in the body of an twenty-year-old girl who was already married and had four ghostly husbands. Unfortunately, these husbands didn't love the original owner, and the original owner treated them poorly. The first husband leaned over with a sly smile on his face and said, "You think you can leave me, pretty wife? Nope! Once my eyes catch what I like, I will get it no matter what." The second husband angrily exclaimed, "I hate you, stupid witch! Don't leave me; your stupid husband loves you." The third husband innocently said, "Wife, I made my special soup for you," and proceeded to show bowls filled with blood. The fourth husband gently raised her chin and said, "Wife, I can't believe that with every passing second, minute, and hour, I'm falling for you even more." The fifth husband, who fell in love with her at first sight, looked at the camera and arrogantly smiled. "I fell in love with someone at first sight! Get ready to grab it; I'm throwing ten thousand gems to celebrate," he declared as the camera panned to a room filled with money and treasures. Ruby : "..." Please, someone, make me dead again. Warning: • Reserve Harem • 18+

When Lei Xing booked a luxurious cruise as a graduation present to herself, she expected to have plenty of well-deserved rest and relaxation with an ocean view before jumpstarting her career. What she did not expect was to be the unlucky person who would fall overboard to a miserable watery death… or so she thought. To her astonishment, she opened her eyes to find herself in an ancient setting, a different body, and a new life as the eldest daughter of a high court official. {...Okay, at least I'm rich...I can still live happily and freely, it's still a golden opportunity at a second life. I can live it well~...maybe go travelling, start a business, or something…It definitely could be worse...} To Lei Xing’s horror, her new host was scheduled to enter the palace to compete in the concubine selection for the new Emperor. {...What?! I am definitely not interested! Of all places, it’s that viper pit! I’m not built for any Royal BS or harem fights. Please keep your scheming lives to yourselves and leave me the hell out of it, NOT INTERESTED!!!... Can I not go, please? T_T)...No? Nevermind then, failure is always an option... Failure is the only possible outcome. Bring it on! Hahahaha…} While Lei Xing was making plans on how to skip out of town, fate was also very busy working out its own plans for her, mapping out its own course for her life behind the scenes... Poking holes in her plans to her confusion and outrage. "...Little chicken, as long as I'm alive you won't die." "Nonsense, if anyone is going to cause my death, it would be you!!" *** "Do you really feel nothing after all this time?" He asked as he looked at her with searching eyes, trying to see into her soul... "...Who...would..." she mumbled under her breath... *** "When things go against nature, there will always be a price that must be paid..." |||~~~~~~~~~~~||| Author's Note~~ Thank you for stopping by and I hope you enjoy the read as you go along! Please VOTE and COMMENT as you read along and I will be sure to respond~~ Thank you again and HAPPY READING! ~~And If you have the wonderful urge to ever buy me a coffee. Here are the gateways and some love ʕづ•ᴥ•ʔづ♡♡♡ ko-fi.com/miraisaesang patreon.com/MiraiSaesang

Hunter Cha Eui-jae, who was dispatched to seal a rift that appeared over the West Sea, was flung out as soon as he closed the rift. When he came to his senses, he was lying in a garbage dump. Starving, he was drawn like a zombie is to blood to a hangover soup restaurant, where he realized that he had fallen into South Korea, eight years in the future. In this era, disaster alerts notify people of rift openings in advance, ASMR videos of slimes gathered from dungeons were trending, and idle hunters livestream unboxings of A-rank longswords. Unlike the past, where people trembled in fear of an impending apocalypse, the future was surprisingly peaceful, leaving Cha Eui-jae feeling empty. Since things had turned out this way, why not start a second chapter of life as a part-timer at the hangover soup restaurant, rather than being a hunter? “That’s strange.” “…” “Have we met somewhere before?” Cha Eui-jae’s plan to quietly spend his remaining days as the only part-time worker at the decades-old hangover soup restaurant goes awry when he encounters a mysterious, gas-masked individual… DISCLAIMER: The story credit goes to og translator and author

While enjoying the favor of a handsome man, she learned that her country was ruined and her family was destroyed. What should a fallen princess do? Xiang Ying says, of course, she should use space to her advantage, empty the palace, and leave nothing for the enemy army! As the captain of a post-apocalyptic infrastructure team, she was thrown into a book by an explosion. The enemy army entered the palace, famine was impending, and she was encircled as a prisoner of war, taking care of three children. Such a catastrophic beginning made Xiang Ying exclaim, the good days are coming! Compared to the post-apocalypse, what is this? On the road to exile, while others suffered, she enjoyed melons. When everyone else was munching on dry bread, Xiang Ying and her children were savoring sumptuous meals. Everyone grew thinner, except for the three children who remained plump and cheerful, patting their bellies and saying wildly: Mother, we can’t eat any more, really! Xiang Ying, holding hot pot, milk tea, and roast chicken, enjoyed the scenery along the road, hoarding supplies as they fled, making life more flavorful. The villainess mocked her: What use is only having food? You're still a conquered slave! Xiang Ying pulled out the Imperial Jade Seal: Right, from today onwards, I will be the Empress. The enemy army was dumbfounded; she never said the thirty thousand wanderers she brought were elite troops! * On the day Xiang Ying restored her country, the man who accompanied her through hardships held her hand. Jie Chen: For the sake of our three children, can we finally become official? Xiang Ying: Men should keep to their places, not seek a title. Jie Chen: ...With the country as my betrothal, my Jade Seal and my nation are all yours. Xiang Ying: Deal! Tonight's our wedding night!

Riding a flying sword, drinking wine while holding beauties, fighting against a generation of geniuses for opportunities, Who doesn't like such an Immortal World? But not if you are a mortal who got thrown amidst high level cultivators. And Long Ming felt precisely that. Opening his eyes, Long Ming saw he was in the world of immortals. He got surrounded by beauties and luxuries, but what will happen if everyone knows he is just a weak chicken? No grandpa in a ring nor a mysterious broken sword or inheritance pendant. " Where is my Golden Finger!" Long Ming shouted! At that moment, a panel opened before him. [ Ding! Host get Courting Death System!] [ Ding! Host get Goddess Protecting System!] [ Ding! Host get Scumbag System!] Long Ming then realized he got infinite systems in his disposal!

Hao Lou screwed up. Massively. One moment he was tossing a book to scare off some thieving celestial monkeys. The next? Boom. The most sacred artifact in the heavens—the Golden Book of Matrimony—was flying straight into the Mortal Realm's Doomswirl Portal. “NOOOO!!” he shrieked, sprinting to the edge of the spiral. “I’LL GIVE YOU MORE MELON SEEDS, JUST GIVE IT BACK!” The monkey? Unbothered. The book? Gone. Just like his job, his status, and possibly his immortal soul. Because if the Heavenly Emperor found out? Hao Lou was going to get demoted. Not just demoted-He was bound to be reborn as a chicken. Over. And over. And eaten every single time. “NO. I’m not getting deep-fried for this!” he shouted, stomping around the Eternal Spiral like a lunatic. So he did what any responsible, panic-stricken deity would do. He slapped a note on his front door: “CULTIVATING. DO NOT DISTURB. And with that, he jumped into the swirling cloud of doom. Now stuck in the modern world, he has to retrieve the scattered pieces of the Book of Matrimony before the heavens catch on—and he ends up on a dinner plate. But locating the divine artifact isn’t so easy... Until he meets a strange young man. One who, for some reason, can actually see the lost fragments. With this mysterious human’s help, Hao Lou begins piecing the book back together. Everything seems fine until— “Wait,” Hao Lou gasps one night. “What is this… why is this young man hugging me from behind?!” Now he’s asking the only place he knows for answers. “Asking this online: why is my friend/coworker trying to kiss me at night? Seeking answers…”

This is a remastered of Companionship story Died at the end of a cockfighting match, reincarnated as a boy name Reymund in the countryside and start a new peaceful life with his friends along the way. When a companion from the past suddenly pays him a visit. The upload schedule would be 2 chapters per week in any date available. to give me a bit of time to rest and come up an interesting plot.

In a world where villains are crafted, not born, Vyan's life takes a detour from dull to downright dramatic faster than he can say "abracadabra." Meet Vyan, the most ordinary knight in the realm, with all the magical prowess of a damp sock. Loyalty? He's got it in spades. Betrayal? Well, that's the surprise twist in his not-so-fairy-tale life. Framed and forsaken, Vyan is left with nothing but a grudge and some pretty gnarly scars, courtesy of his once-master, Iyana. Oh, did he mention she is the daughter of a marquess and the object of his unrequited affection? Talk about adding insult to injury. Just when he is ready to unleash his inner berserker, a butler comes along with news that makes his hair stand on end: Vyan is the last heir of the Grand Duke's mage dynasty! With power crackling at his fingertips and more mana than he can shake a wand at, Vyan is ready to show the world what happens when you underestimate the underdog. Will Vyan rise from the ashes like a phoenix, or will he crash and burn like a fire-breathing chicken? There's only one way to find out.

“What? The wild chickens I raised are pure blood phoenixes? “ “What? The carp I raised are true dragons?” With a wave of hand, the river was cut off; with a slight stamp of foot, the mountain collapsed. A group of incredibly powerful cultivators knelt in front, worshipping and calling 'senior'. "What the hell wrong with this world?" Li Fan shouted," Oh no, that's impossible!" "How could I possibly be a Supreme Master?!” #mastermind #misunderstand #The best fantasy novel of Chinese online novel in 2023

In the heart of Velocity City, a sprawling urban jungle known for its underground racing scene, 25-year-old Kayden Hart struggles to keep his father’s failing auto shop afloat. Known for his unparalleled skills in tuning engines, Kayden has a deep love for vintage Japanese cars, especially his Toyota AE86 Sprinter Trueno Apex, a hand-me-down from his late mother. Despite being considered outdated by modern standards, Kayden’s AE86 becomes a symbol of resilience, precision, and nostalgia in a world dominated by newer, sleeker models. On the other side of the city, Elena Voss, a 27-year-old investigative journalist, has a secret to uncover. She's after the truth about The Apex Run, a shadowy racing syndicate responsible for deadly accidents and rumored criminal activity. To gain entry into this clandestine world, Elena enlists Kayden’s help, offering to pay for his shop’s overdue debts in exchange for a partnership. Kayden reluctantly agrees, and together they enter The Apex Run, where racers showcase their souped-up machines. The competition includes a variety of iconic cars, such as: Toyota GT86: Driven by Kayden’s closest ally, Mia Takeda, a feisty racer with a knack for drifting. Mercedes-Benz AMG GT Black Series: Piloted by Victor "Phantom" Kane, Kayden’s ruthless rival with a history of sabotage. Nissan GT-R R35: A modern monster, driven by Marcus Steele, a millionaire playboy with a penchant for dirty tricks. Mazda RX-7 FD: Elena's undercover ride, secretly modified to hide surveillance tech. Characters: Kayden Hart: A scrappy, self-taught mechanic with a deep respect for classic cars. His AE86 is not just a car but a piece of his family legacy. He has a calm demeanor but harbors a fiery passion for racing. Elena Voss: Intelligent and headstrong, Elena has little knowledge about cars but learns quickly. She’s drawn to Kayden’s passion and begins to see racing as more than just a sport—it’s an art. Mia Takeda: Kayden’s childhood friend and confidante. She’s a fearless drifter with a Toyota GT86 built for speed and style. Victor "Phantom" Kane: A cold, calculating antagonist who will stop at nothing to win. His Mercedes-Benz AMG GT represents his obsession with perfection and power. Plot: Kayden and Elena form an unlikely bond as they navigate the dangerous world of underground racing. From neon-lit cityscapes to winding mountain roads, they face off against opponents in heart-pounding races. Their relationship grows deeper as Elena learns to appreciate the artistry of car culture, while Kayden finds himself opening up about his personal struggles. As the stakes escalate, the pair discovers that The Apex Run isn’t just about racing—it’s a front for illegal arms smuggling. Kayden’s decision to stand against the syndicate puts his life and Elena’s in grave danger. In a climactic showdown, Kayden races Phantom on a deadly mountain pass, where every twist and turn tests not only their driving skills but also their courage and loyalty. Cars in Detail: 1. Kayden’s Toyota AE86 Sprinter Trueno Apex: Classic black-and-white panda paint scheme. Modified with a high-revving 4A-GE engine, lightweight carbon-fiber panels, and advanced suspension for drifting. Equipped with nostalgic touches like a cassette player that Kayden refuses to replace. 2. Elena’s Mazda RX-7 FD: Bright yellow body with subtle black accents. Rotary engine tuned for both speed and stealth. Hidden compartments for her recording equipment. 3. Victor’s Mercedes-Benz AMG GT Black Series: Sleek matte black with crimson details. Twin-turbo V8 engine producing 730 horsepower. Designed for straight-line speed and intimidation. 4. Mia’s Toyota GT86: Metallic blue with silver racing stripes. Turbocharged engine and lightweight frame for drifting. Known for its aggressive styling and signature exhaust note.

Lacking funds for his brother-in-law's dowry, Cole Stone is abandoned by his cheating girlfriend. He makes a phone call... "Ma'am, I give up. I don't want to work hard anymore." "Sure." $10,000,000 is credited into his account. Betrayed, mocked, and humiliated for being poor... Cole Stone is forced into an engagement with a billionaire CEO whose motives are unknown. "Ma'am, I would like to issue you a refund—" "Do you think that my dowry can be refunded so easily?" Cole Stone is stunned speechless. Unfair! Absolutely unfair! How will Cole Stone fare with this mysterious and sassy fiancee of his who never takes NO for an answer? How will he fare in the world of elites?

'If there's a way to undo my feelings for you I would always choose not to because loving you is the best thing I have ever done' Nicholas Slade. For Scarlet love and feelings are just a bulload of crap made up by bored helpless romantics desperately looking for someone to love them.And as such she never wanted romantic love. Nicholas a handsome and filthy rich heir finds out that his heart wants no one else but Scarlett and he goes by all means to make her his and ensures she falls for him too. will their hidden struggles allow them to be together? even so will their feelings and love be strong enough to conquer? let's find out.y'all get your popcorns, french fries, chicken and beer ready as we'll be going on a ride. Secretsy

In a world of soaring swords and legendary sects, one man cultivates quietly among cucumbers. Ash, a nameless recluse living in a forgotten village, wants no fame, no fortune—just peace, edible vegetables, and maybe a body strong enough to open jars without groaning. But when a mysterious, logic-bending system called the Skill Orchard sprouts in his mind, everything changes… slowly. And with a lot of carrots. The Skill Orchard doesn’t grant instant power. It rewards creativity, effort, and a strange sense of humor. Cooking the right meal might strengthen his bones. Yelling at a tomato might awaken its soul. And swinging a hoe in just the right mood? That might create a skill strong enough to fight spirit beasts. Eventually. As Ash stumbles through farming, odd encounters, and baffling chicken attacks, his quiet life begins to ripple through the cultivation world—without him ever leaving his garden. Slice-of-life meets subtle overpowered progression in a cultivation novel where strength grows one weird, wonderful skill at a time.

For eight long years, Lin Shuyin waited. Five years, she loved him silently as his junior. Three years, she waited patiently as his wife. If not for the night she turned eighteen—when he, drunk and distant, took her first time—she might’ve walked away before ever becoming his wife. But instead, she stayed. Hiding her true identity behind the mask of the perfect, obedient spouse, she remained by his side like a shadow no one noticed. In all that time, he never once looked back. He built an empire while turning a blind eye to her loneliness, to the whispers behind her back, to the way the world mocked her as the shameless woman clinging to a man who never cared. Night after night, she smiled through rejection, humiliation, and the suffocating silence of a cold marriage. Until one day, she snapped. She packed her bags, signed the divorce papers, and walked out with her dignity intact and her secret—one that had shaped everything—still buried deep in her heart. But peace was short-lived. Her nausea was getting worse. Her cravings were out of control. And her suspicions were growing. Was she... pregnant? As if the universe wasn’t cruel enough, suddenly— “Shu, you haven’t eaten. I made your favorite—spicy hotpot, no cilantro.” She blinked at the towering CEO holding a soup bowl and wearing her pink apron. “What are you doing in my apartment?” “I changed your locks for safety,” he replied with a straight face. “You broke in, didn’t you?!” And just like that, the cold man who once couldn’t remember her birthday was now folding her laundry, driving her to prenatal checkups, and glaring daggers at any man who looked her way. At her OB-GYN appointment, he growled at the doctor, “You’re looking too long at her belly. Eyes up.” When she went on a blind date (forced by her best friend), he showed up with a bouquet... and a baseball bat. “Why are you following me?!” she screamed. “I’m not following. I’m just coincidentally everywhere you go,” he said, deadpan. “Coincidentally hiding behind a tree?!” She caught him once reading Pregnancy for Dummies upside down while nervously sipping her bubble tea—one he had memorized the sugar ratio for. “Are you sick?” she snapped one morning. “I miss you,” he whispered. She almost threw a slipper at his head. Worst of all? He sends her voice messages now. “Don’t forget your vitamins. I warmed your milk. Left your pillow on the cool side—just how you like it.” She stared at the screen, fingers tightening. Where was this man when she cried herself to sleep in that same cold bed for three years? Now he wants to tuck her in from afar? Is he playing a game? Is this guilt? Or... is her ex-husband actually falling in love with her now—now that she’s done loving him? Whatever it is, Lin Shuyin swears she’s not falling for it. No matter how good he looks in that apron. No matter how he holds her when she’s too tired to stand. No matter how much he whispers, "Come back home. Come back... to me."

# REALANDFAKEYOUNGLADY # PHILOSOPHY Lu Ming was the Lu family’s real daughter who had been taken to the wrong home after she was born. She was brought home by her birth parents when she was seventeen years old. Her birth parents watched how she lived in the countryside, growing vegetables and raising chickens and ducks. There wasn’t even a rice cooker in the house. She even had to chop firewood outside to use on the stove outside to make fire. They almost burst into tears at the hard life their daughter was living. The Lu family couple wanted to make up for how miserable Lu Ming’s life was, and immediately turned on their phone to transfer money to her, wanting to give her a better life. However, they didn’t know that Lu Ming was a Celestial Master. Her favorite thing to do every day was to catch ghosts. All the things they saw, Lu Ming actually only needed to insert a little spiritual energy into some paper talismans and they would do all her chores, while she simply lay down and enjoyed life. What's more, they didn’t know that Lu Ming’s backpack had Hell’s master in it, chasing her to collect debt every day. The return of the Lu family’s real daughter was a big event. Others had already set up their seats and bought food and drinks to munch on in anticipation of the drama of the real and fake daughter fight. However, they didn’t expect the main actors to not even appear on stage, but saw pictures that they thought to be completely unreasonable. For example, the fake daughter, Lu Xian, stopped Lu Ming after a quiz. Onlookers: “They’re going to fight! Yes! Hurry up and bring out the popcorn!”But in the next second, Lu Xian, who was a top student, said, “You failed chemistry this time. Come to my room tonight, I’ll tutor you!” The poor student, Lu Ming: “???” Asking her to study? They might as well kill her! Onlookers: “...Why is it different from what we were promised?!”

She had been married to Fu Ting for six years now, and her mother—in—law had been scolding her behind her back, calling her a chicken that cannot lay an egg. Yet little did she know that Fu Ting had never really fulfilled his role as a husband with her. She always knew that there was someone else in Fu Ting's heart— Miao Man. Mu Ran had been in love with Fu Ting for over ten odd years. It was until six years ago when she rescued Miao Man that Fu Ting allowed her a request. So, Mu Ran mustered her courage and mentioned that she wanted to marry Fu Ting. That was the thought she had when she first met him in high school. When the doctor initially diagnosed that Miao Man had no possibility of ever waking up again, Fu Ting followed on his promise and married Mu Ran. It was until that one day when Fu Ting came home with a cold look in his eyes. Manman is coming home, and you move out tomorrow. Mustering the last of her courage, Mu Ran spat. "And if I say no?" "Get lost." Fu Ting said succinctly. She could see the disgust and hatred in his eyes. So, it turned out that in their six years of marriage, all of the things she suffered and gave, they held no water compared to the long—lost moonlight of his heart. Taking off her oily apron, Mu Ran changed into a white dress, and when they met again, she was happy in the arms of another man. Yet, Fu Ting's expression was extremely cold. "You're already looking for another man so quickly after our divorce?" "That is my own matter, and has nothing to do with you, Mr. Fu, no?" She said with a smile.

Marcus died. Sad, sure—but then the voice in his head said “System activated” and he knew it was finally happening: reincarnation into a magical world. Time for spells, swords, and... wait, is that a deep fryer? He wakes up as a baby. In a burnt-down chicken restaurant. With a System that thinks sarcasm is a feature, not a bug. No royal bloodline. No ancient prophecy. Just soot, diapers, and a “Pitiful Crying” skill. Oh—and his magical circuits? Broken. He’s got mana, but the universe laughed and handed him a melee class. In a body that can’t sit up yet. Now, between avoiding fires (again), faking baby babble, and training aura like a tiny gym bro, Marcus is on a mission: survive, adapt, and maybe—just maybe—punch magic in the face.

Trong một thế giới hiện đại nơi con người sinh ra đã sở hữu những "thiên phú" – khả năng độc nhất vô nhị mà không ai giống ai, tồn tại những kẻ mang quyền năng vượt khỏi tầm kiểm soát. Trong số đó, Falan là một dị biệt với thiên phú "Độc Huyết" – dòng máu trong cơ thể cậu không chỉ mang độc mà còn có khả năng tiến hóa khi hấp thụ những thứ độc hại hơn. Nó không chỉ là một món quà... mà còn là lời nguyền đang gặm nhấm từng mảnh linh hồn cậu. Sau một biến cố khiến tổ chức Black Spike – một thế lực thao túng bóng tối – truy lùng cậu gắt gao, Falan rơi vào vòng xoáy sinh tồn, phản kháng và đối đầu. Trong khi Huyết Độc ngày một mạnh hơn và bắt đầu hình thành nhân cách riêng, cậu được một nhóm phản cách mạng cứu sống – Tàn Dư Tro Độc, những kẻ cũng mang trong mình những năng lực khác biệt và khát khao chống lại hệ thống. Hành trình của Falan không đơn thuần là chiến đấu với kẻ thù, mà còn là cuộc chiến nội tại với chính bản thân mình, với tiếng gọi đen tối luôn rình rập từ bên trong. Cậu sẽ gục ngã... hay sẽ kiểm soát được chính sức mạnh mà thế giới này sợ hãi?

She was kicked out of the house shortly after coming of age because she was found to be the fake daughter. Everyone said she was so unfortunate that she had fallen from a wealthy family to an unknown poor and remote village. It was heard that her new family was extremely poor. She had to feed chickens in the morning, grind feed at night, and might even be sold by her family to finance her brothers' weddings. However, what was going on? Her eldest brother is a business elite and a financial tycoon; Her second brother is a medical genius; Her third brother is an award-winning actor and a super idol; Her fourth brother is the most powerful lawyer. It was said that her grandfather with poor health was a big shot only seen in the news... Her father, who dominated half of the business world, said, "My real daughter had returned! I was going to give her pocket money to let her spend freely!" A certain incredibly wealthy CEO said, "Baby! I will follow you wherever you go!” She replied, "Go away, or I'll kill you!" The CEO said, "She told me to go away! She must love me!"

Before there was death in his eyes, there was mischief in his smile. Misaki Kisuke was just a boy chasing chickens in Serang City, Indonesia—until three mysterious masters knocked on his family’s door. Trained in the silent arts of the Miyashi Clan, Misaki’s childhood dissolves into a relentless path of stealth, sword, and survival. But beneath the discipline lies something deeper: a calling. This is not the story of a warrior trained. It is the legend of a shadow born.

When I woke up, I was still covered in glitter. And not like cool anime afterglow glitter. This was shame glitter. Sticky. Cursed. Eternal. “System…” I croaked. “Am I dead?” Status: You’re alive. Barely. Dignity: Deceased. I sat up in the crater, back cracking like popcorn. Across from me, Vex was still embedded in the metal wall. She twitched. Groaned. Alive. Somehow. Note to self: Rubber chickens are now S-class weapons. I wobbled to my feet, still riding the high of a half-dead win. My Core was faintly glowing—a dull, exhausted purple like it had just run a marathon while telling knock-knock jokes. And that’s when the sky glitched. Literally.

In a war-scarred village where swords speak louder than kindness, Anya is just a quiet girl with a soup pot and a gentle heart. Overlooked by the world, she serves steaming bowls to soldiers, refugees, and wanderers—asking for nothing but offering everything. But when a broken knight named Ruan stumbles to her table, something begins to change. One by one, warriors, nobles, and even kings start returning—not for power, but for peace, warmth, and the woman who reminded them of both. As word spreads, Anya becomes the center of something she never sought: loyalty, devotion, and love. Not because she’s powerful in battle, but because she heals what the world forgot to protect—the human spirit. In a tale of quiet resilience and fierce devotion, Anya doesn’t just stir soup… she stirs hearts. And soon, she’s not just loved— She’s pampered by all.

When the apocalypse struck, Earth’s vegetation withered into dust and rivers vanished into cracked earth. Panic devoured civilizations as order and humanity shattered. In this new era, survival narrowed to one primal obsession: food. Wheat and rice became luxuries only gracing the tables of the ultra-rich. Fresh vegetables? Their prices skyrocketed ten-thousand-fold—now priceless treasures beyond reach. Then… a scavenger found a smartphone. Its cracked screen flickered to life— and the footage within shook the world. • Vegetables, glistening with dew, tumbling into boiling hotpot broth. • A sizzling leg of lamb, skin crackling with each turn, dusted with sesame-like cumin. • Fish soup simmered pure white as milk, crowned with emerald scallions. A feast from a lost paradise— taunting a starving hellscape.