Dafeng’s Night Squad - Chapter 1936

This story is about a rookie researcher, who was forcefully dragged away from his restful life, compelled into facing various killers and zombies, always having to risk his life at the brink of death, and finally becoming an advanced researcher that is acclaimed by all. And throughout his adventure, he met an alluring(?) killing machine, who he started to have fantasies on after they had an accidental kiss…

Xiao Yan: Did I fall for him? But he’s a man!

Maya: Who knows…. maybe it’s the other way round?

- Description from Novelupdates

The perennial 996 social animal Chen Xing’s biggest dream in this life is to make enough money one day and be able to go home and relax for a lifetime

One day, he died suddenly in front of the computer after being overworked to work hard to earn money.

Fortunately, Chen Xing passed through

However, instead of being an adult, he was dressed as a variety of animals

① Dressed as a national treasure giant panda, holding the basin of milk handed to the paws by the human parents, Chen Xing, the social animal, burst into tears. By selling cuteness, he can eat and wait to die. It is all about the state’s pension. This is what he dreams of. day!

② Dressed as a single little milk cat, Chen Xing hugged the shit-shoveling official’s golden thighs with his cuteness, and became a big Internet celebrity Brothers, buy canned food and cat bars!

③This time, Chen Xingchuan has become an enemy in a previous life, a dog, or an Erha who can only tear down his home.

④Little sea otters who like to rub incense before going to bed

⑤I have a little squirrel with a big tail

⑥The walking emoji of the Tibetan fox

⑦The life of the village tyrant goose

⑧ Ferret

No cp, pure animals do not change people, do not directly substitute into reality

Content tags: system fast wear cool text cute pet

Search keywords: Protagonist: Chen Xing ┃ Supporting role: No cp pre-received “Being a Dad in the Animal World [QuickCross]”, “Non-Humans Must Contribute to Society [QuickChuang]” ┃ Others:

- Description from novelbuddy

Waking up from a big dream, Fu Yu felt that he had been forced into a mouthful of pie by God.

Everything familiar, suddenly becomes virtual.

Working kitchen table, tools used, co-workers, and customers.

All things have become walking NPCs and auxiliary props.

Daily life and work have become the main tasks that need to be completed, and the key clues for advancement.

 …

The customer ordered a piece of loose pork.

Fu Yu took out a piece of fresh tenderloin: [Pork: Freshness: 90%]

Holding an egg with one hand: [Egg: Freshness: 85%]

Heat oil in a pan, prepare starch, and prepare onion, ginger, and garlic.

First fried and then fried, the meat is cooked out of the pan, put on a plate and served in front of customers: [Ding! Complete the task with a slice of loose meat. Get rewards: cooking experience +10, RMB +100, a colander without oil! 】

 …

As a chef who is being chased and fed by God, as long as you cook, you will be promoted!

- Description from novelbuddy

SSS Beast Apostle System and Survival Racing in Apocalypse.

When the aliens invaded earth, they didn’t come for its resources as many doomsayers had proclaimed throughout the years.

Instead, they came for fun.

They came, flattened earth’s biggest cities and turned the world into a planet-sized stadium for their civilization.

The sport?

Survival Racing.

Ferocious alien beasts were unleashed upon the ruins of the world along with thousands of alien death-row fugitives who were only told one thing: Kill the humans, survive the year and regain your freedom.

Elliot was a survivor. He died right before he entered the final 15 days of the Games.

But as his consciousness began to slip away, a metallic voice rang out within his soul.

Mission failed.

Activating sponsor’s Boon: Reverse Time Walk.

Activating sponsor's Boon: Beast System.

Welcome to the Beast System. My name is Hawk, your AI.

EXCERPT from Chapter 1:

Elliot screamed in absolute exhilaration as he smashed his foot on the brakes, just enough to fully utilize the power of his ceramic brakes but not so much that his tires locked up. He went from two hundred miles an hour to forty miles an hour in a heartbeat.

He entered the sharp corner from the outside at the maximum entry speed and skillfully brought his car to the threshold of his tire’s grip.

SCREEE!!

He took the corner at record speed like a professional racer and then floored the pedal to the metal once more!