BambooRice's Books
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I turn thriller games into Education Simulation!
"Yesterday, in the latest round of the chilling game, the player known as 'Gin' completed 10 D-level tasks and 2 C-level tasks, performing beyond expectations to finish the game and earned three 'horror-class' ghost entities. Promptly recognized by the nation, he was recruited as an official Spirit Master." "As the global horror game phenomenon marks its second anniversary, this player from Country C becomes the 13th person to finish the game and be directly employed by the government as a first-class Spirit Master..." Inside the stuffy school bus, Richard, with his eyes closed, listened to the radio news with a hint of impatience, "Can we turn that off?" No one paid him any attention.
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A terrifying survival game called Seven Days and Seven Nights
The first class of the new semester was taught by the class teacher. The bell had just rung, and the faint whispers had not yet ceased. The class teacher put down the chalk and turned around, his stern gaze sweeping over the students who were whispering. Immediately, the students who were chatting fell silent. "Thoms," Gonzalez whispered, "don't write it."
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Construction: I am in the cultivation world
Every part of Camille's body seemed to be shredded, with every inch of flesh and bone permeated with excruciating pain. Her eyelids felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, and through the hazy blood-colored sight, even the candlelight appeared tinged with crimson. "Sister, when you took my place in the Eath genre that day, did you ever think it would come to this?" A lazy female voice drawled into her ear, sometimes distant, sometimes near, making her doubt whether this was yet another nightmare.
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He is farming in the world of orcs
The sky brightened once again. Thin mist shrouded the vast plains and forests, adding a gauzy veil to everything. Soft, bright orange morning sunlight slid down from the treetops, collecting on the fields and illuminating the thin mist and the low bushes at the base of the trees. It was a chilly morning. Todd huddled in a cramped mountain cave, covered in fallen leaves.
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Lost in the mountains! Don't panic, she has spiritual space
Beatrice died prematurely due to a malfunction in the inferno machine, but the King of Hell promised to let her be reborn and even granted her a few years of cultivation. The condition was that the seal would be lifted five years later. Recalling her memories, this place was Optimus Prime Land. She transmigrated into the body of a seven-year-old girl, abandoned in the mountains by her uncle after her parents had passed away, leaving her and her brothers stranded.
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After returning to ancient times, I lived a life of farming and raising children in the mountains
So hungry... Can one feel hunger after death? Amidst a daze, Ashley pondered over this thought. She was not sure how much time had passed until the discomfort of hunger, which seemed to press against her very core, finally roused her.
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Welcome to Dorm Survival: Admin Group Edition
"How in the world did I end up here?" Young Adrive furrowed his brow, scanning his surroundings. A spartan room greeted him—four walls and nothing more. He sat on a single bed with a nightstand nearby, complete with a barred window that hinted at an attempt at security more than decor. A fog-clouded view outside suggested a world of obscurity with teasing glimpses of light. The wooden door was shut tight, with the silence in the room so thick you could hear a pin drop. Adrive was on duty at the morgue—then, in the blink of an eye, he found himself here. Talk about a sudden relocation! Could this be... supernatural shenanigans at play?