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Post-Apocalyptic Gold Hunter

Apocalypse

From the real world to the end of the world to be a gold hunter, this is a the easiest way to becoming a billionaire! That being said, it is not easy to move gold bricks to the end times. There are countless zombies, and the more terrible survivors than zombies. They are hundreds of times more dangerous than zombies in order to survive!

Indulged By Icy President

Contract marriageContemporary

In the luxurious wedding of Eason Nan, the bride was a substitute? His rage broke out in the wedding night! He left her a Divorce Agreement after insulting her. She handed him a Notification of Pregnancy. She left because of his indifference... Five years later, when they met again, she had become someone who he saw in a new light.

Spiritpact

When he woke up again after being involved in a traffic accident, he found himself ten years younger! Just as he deluded that this was a rebirth after death and he could immediately set foot on the peak of life, there appeared a white-haired handsome man and said to him, "You are dead, want to sign a contract with me?"

Let's Get Rich! Mr. Evil Dragon

CEOHide Identity

What does it take for the Dragon Clan to survive the modern world? Take on the form of a human disguise and make money! To establish himself as a worthy contender for the throne, Jinlin must grow his business. For this purpose, he hires a secretary and makes a pact with him. What he doesn't know is that his new secretary is actually a dragon hunter.

Romance of the Heavenly Chef

Martial artHotblood

Growing up in a family full of chefs, Mo Ting has brilliant culinary talent but later is diagnosed with a career-ending hand problem. At the lowest point of his life, a girl shows up out of nowhere and drags him into a magical realm full of drool-worthy foods!

I Want a Divorce!

DoctorRevenge

Transporting back in time, she almost met her death because of a bowl of heart blood! What’s worse, the playboy and the basic b*tch tortured her together, not only her body, but also her heart, and they even tried to refine her into medication to cure the basic b*tch. Damn it! I’m a sleeping tiger, not a sick cat! Fighting the playboy and getting back at the basic b*tch, I’ll make them know who I am step by step. But... why does the His Royal Highness climbs onto my bed every night?