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Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
Zhan Yue
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 319: Limit
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 398: The Initial Answer
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1305- Crystal scorpion
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1003: Interception
Zhan Yue
Chapter 694- Two worlds one home
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 374 - The Genesis Secret Realm And The God of Life
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1304.5- Level eight Big Yellow (2)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 53.2
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 678.2: Henceforth, the One Playing Chess Will Be Him - Part 2
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3861: Immortal Exalts Gather
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 318: Feast
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Chapter 397: Inevitable
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1304- Level eight Big Yellow
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1002: Reinforcing
Zhan Yue
Chapter 693- Magnetic Life Force
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 373 - The Unstoppable Putrid Corpse Poison; A Secret Realm!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1303- Forced attack (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 53.1
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Apocalypse Gacha Chapter 1437.5- Stomach problem (Teaser)
In the vast Cloud Peak, with tens of thousands of people, including newcomers and their families, fewer than two thousand women had successfully become pregnant in the four years since the apocalypse began. This was alarming, considering that most survivors from the early days of the apocalypse were young adults in their prime reproductive years.
The survival rate of newborns was another headache. Of the roughly two thousand pregnant women, about two thousand had given birth, all single births—no twins or triplets. Despite having professional obstetricians and the enhanced physiques of evolved, the survival rate was only about 70%, meaning only around 1,400 newborns had survived.
In peacetime, this number would have been much higher!
At this moment, it seemed class had ended, as a group of children ran out, numbering around fifty or sixty. Seeing Li Daqian, they swarmed around him.
They called out to him with various endearments—Grandpa Li, Manor Lord, and so on.
Li Daqian, now the picture of kindness, patted some on the head and pinc
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