The Anarchic Consort - Chapter 1257 - Non-Stop Face-Smacking for Bai Zhun

In the rural northeastern mountainous regions stands a tiny Buddhist temple, named One Finger Temple. It isn’t a large one but it is extremely miraculous.

The temple has rice that emanates an aromatic fragrance.

The temple has sweet and refreshing water that rivals ambrosia.

The temple has Buddhas that grant wishes to the sincere.

The temple isn’t large but it has everything. The temple isn’t large but it has flourishing incense offerings that far exceed all temples. The temple isn’t large but it attracts both citizens and foreigners that line up overnight…

The temple has a bald but handsome monk. Every day, he would bawl, “I want to renounce asceticism! I want to marry a chick that’s not too pretty, have a cute baby, and lead a stable life!”

This book is a casual novel that introduces various Chinese traditional customs, as well as Buddhist ones. It strives to be a positive book, allowing people to reflect on how they should live their lives and treat others.

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“I will have my vengeance, in this life, or the next!”Albedo died alone and depressed and was reborn in a Novel he had been reading. However, instead of becoming the Protagonist or Antagonist, he becomes Albedo Neverwinter, an Extra he couldn't even recall from the Novel.However, the cruelty of life didn't change even after rebirth, and his new family was ripped away from him, leaving him with nothing but scars as reminders of the gruesome fate his family faced.Promising to get his revenge, watch as Albedo, alongside his System, his tactical mind and scarce but valuable future knowledge, rises up the ranks and ascends the pyramid of power.[ OP MC, System, Harem, Romance ][ Yeah there will be Smut, but it won't dominate the Novel ]

Winner of the 2017 Joara Novel of The Year Contest-

In a world plagued by Morgellons, a deadly disease that turns humans into non-human creatures, people have chosen to abandon their humanity in order to fight against the bloodthirsty corpses. In the end, there will be no humans left on Earth.

But that harsh world is, in fact, a world fabricated merely for entertainment. A world for humans to live in exists neither inside nor outside.

This is the story of a boy who, while living a miserable life, stares at the stars as he desperately tries to keep his humanity.

“Boss…I’m really sleepy….” My eyelids were starting to feel heavy. After all, it was past 3am. Most normal people would be asleep by now.