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The God of Cricket

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For fifteen years, Anant Gupta suffocated under his father's crushing expectations—an isolated, overweight boy who forgot he was allowed to dream. But when a stray cricket ball lands in his outstretched hand on an unremarkable March afternoon, a dormant fire is ignited. What begins as a desperate gasp for air becomes a quiet rebellion, sparking a grueling physical and spiritual metamorphosis that will soon leave the sporting world breathless. From a boy mocked in the shadows to an unstoppable force who shatters records and brings legends like Tendulkar and Dhoni to their feet, Anant conquers the crease. Yet beneath the roar of billion-strong crowds, he remains the fierce, tender-hearted boy who finally decided to stop living for everyone else. The God of Cricket is the breathtaking journey of a man who claimed his own life—and in doing so, claimed the world.
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Plants vs Dungeon

When dungeon gates opened across the world, it became a gold rush. Hunters chased glory. Guilds chased power. Corporations chased profit. Phong Tran awakened as a Level 1 Farmer. No skills. No passives. A broken EXP bar that never moved. So he sold energy drinks instead. Leg warmers. Electrolytes. Power banks. If everyone else was digging for gold, he’d sell the shovels. Then Josh came. University golden boy. Gym-built. Son of a man who could erase problems with a phone call. “Protection fee.” Phong refused. He woke up in a hospital bed, beaten within an inch of death. His aunt and uncle were gone. No bodies. No investigation. No media coverage. Just silence. Then, as if the universe had a sense of humor, his system finally gave him a quest: Plant and harvest 10 potatoes in the dungeon. That’s it. No penalties. No forced missions. No ticking clock. No promise of justice. Just a choice. Phong takes it. The potatoes mutate. Then other plants followed. Chilies spit burning rounds. Sweet potatoes bulk up into blunt-force bruisers. Garlic turns chemical-warfare illegal. Enoki mushrooms rattle like dungeon-grade machine guns. His crops become his frontline. Phong doesn’t want to conquer the dungeon. He wants to build something inside it. A farm. A hearth. A settlement for people tired of being disposable. He won’t let revenge be the only thing he grows. Revenge lit the spark. But it won’t be the only thing he grows. And if the most powerful man in the city comes looking to finish what his son started... He’ll learn something the dungeon already knows. This farm fights back.
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