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Thank you Read for the ko-fi donation! The Pastry Shop at the Square— As the clock struck eleven at night, the shopkeeper picked up the "Closed" sign, preparing to hang it. Ding-ling-ling... Someone pushed the door open in a hurry, slightly out of breath. "I’m sorry, are you closed already?" The shopkeeper looked over in surprise. Standing on the floor mat was a white-haired young man. He was lightly rubbing his frost-reddened fingers with his scarf, his nose pinked from the…-
329.5 K • Ongoing
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Thank you Read for the ko-fi donation! Bai Ling stood by the porthole, quietly watching the earth that had not yet fallen asleep. He adjusted the flight path slightly, letting the luxury vessel fly over the square where the statue stood, over the slums where the lights were dim, and finally toward the wealthy Upper East Side. In the northeast corner of the Upper East Side sat a landfill. Every day at three in the morning, garbage trucks would file out of the heavily guarded rich…
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329.5 K • Ongoing
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Thank you Read for the ko-fi donation! Bai Ling collected all the medals and carefully packed them into his bag. One hundred and thirteen in total. His fingers curled inside his pocket, gripping his own. No… including his, there were one hundred and fourteen. This should have been a list of honors, not a roster of victims… Bai Ling stepped hard on Gram’s neck, watching his face turn a painful red from suffocation. This kick was for himself, but even more so, it was…
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329.5 K • Ongoing
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Before leaving, Anna handed him a bag. When he opened it, the first thing that caught his eye was a particle gun, fully loaded with ammunition. Anna maintained her mature beta "big sis" persona, arching a thin eyebrow. "It packs a punch. Perfect for a fledgling." A faint smile touched Bai Ling’s lips. Anna always called him "fledgling". Beyond their training, she truly cared for him like a mother bird protecting her young. Perhaps these Corvids, who loved to group up and bully others, also…
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329.5 K • Ongoing
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Pavo looked at the abruptly disconnected interface and frowned in displeasure. "Ungrateful thing. Won't even give me a contact number." Gram held an ice pack to his forehead, his blood vessels throbbing as if they would explode. He glared at him sinisterly. "Have you brought the person here yet?" Pavo agreed repeatedly: "Right away, right away. I've already put people on investigating the Great Tit’s association." Another nobleman swirled his wine glass with interest: "I wonder what…
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329.5 K • Ongoing
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A few minutes later, Bai Ling climbed out of the cockpit, nonchalantly dusting off his hands. Ji Le lifted his chin smugly. "Done showing off? I knew you couldn't even boot it up. Unless a miracle happens, no one can fix this piece-of-junk mecha." Bai Ling glanced at him. "Is that what you usually call it?" Ji Le kicked the mecha as if taunting a dying dog, deliberately mocking it again: "Junk." The mecha seemed to shudder slightly. Seeing his bullying behavior, a faint memory…
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329.5 K • Ongoing
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Rattlesnake believed it had made a terrible mistake. Knowing its Master was short on funds, it thought it could pull in some sponsors. Together with Ptolemy, it salvaged discarded display boards, found a printing robot to etch some characters with laser, and went to the exhibitors to pitch itself. Rattlesnake held up a small sign: The exhibitors, large and small, were all machine lovers. Seeing a mecha holding a sign was adorable to them; from time to time, someone would call the pair over and…
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329.5 K • Ongoing
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Half an hour later, Bai Ling finally arrived. Ji Le saw him walk in with a composed air, a cold and elegant face carrying a distant "do not approach" vibe. Catching his own reflection in a nearby mirror and seeing his unavoidable dark circles, Ji Le hated the newcomer even more. "Where is Rattlesnake?" Bai Ling asked as soon as he entered. A mocking sneer touched Ji Le’s lips. "You're Rattlesnake's Master? That mercenary pilot who can't even afford a decent combat suit and lets his mecha beg on…
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329.5 K • Ongoing
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Bai Ling walked for a while after coming out before realizing that the little room wasn't actually at the foot of the Palace. It was far from the Palace Tower, almost near the city center. A literal case of being hidden in plain sight. Bai Ling guessed that the underground passage they used today might have been one of the escape routes established during the Izsu Paraiso era. As for why it had never been used, that remained a mystery. Bai Ling checked his terminal again. Twenty minutes ago,…
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329.5 K • Ongoing
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Bai Ling would’ve never imagined even in his wildest dreams that one day he would ride Izsu Paraiso and act recklessly. This time, he didn't need to take a deep breath beforehand and pinch his nose to hold it. The merman had equipped him with an oxygen tank, which was strapped to the curve of his streamlined waist. It was like being attached to a torpedo. The oxygen tank's casing was covered in peeling, mottled paint, making it look more like an unexploded artillery shell unearthed from a…
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329.5 K • Ongoing
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