Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
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Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Horror Game Designer
Nightmare Assault
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Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
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Chapter 491: Red
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Chapter 1461- Tian Bing
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 442 - No One Has Ever Dared To Fool Me
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Chapter 1077: The Decisive Battle (4)
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Chapter 1460.5- Lonely Intercepting Kill (4)
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Chapter 740.1: There Aren't a Lot of Truths in This World That Ought to Be - Part 1
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Chapter 3882: The Second Medicinal Garden
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Chapter 77.2
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Chapter 1460- Lonely Intercepting Kill (3)
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Chapter 382: Identity
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Chapter 490: Three Choices
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Chapter 1076: The Decisive Battle (3)
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Chapter 1459- Lonely Intercepting Kill (2)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 441 - Antares Isn't All-Knowing
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Chapter 739: The Confused Daoist, the Mad Scholar
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Chapter 77.1
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Chapter 489: Please Call Me Doctor Gao!
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Chapter 1458- Lonely Intercepting Kill (1)
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Apocalypse Gacha Chapter 1549.5- Are you Doraemon or Aladdin's lamp? (Teaser)
One by one, these people stated their requests. After all, today was about trying their luck. If they gained something, that would be great; if not, there was no loss. Thus, they all made their intentions clear.
Once everyone had spoken, they all looked at Ye Zhongming, waiting for his response. Only then did Ye Zhongming slowly stand up.
"Let's do this: those who want to sell me something, present your items first. Let me take a look."
Ye Zhongming's tone still rubbed some people the wrong way, but they endured it for the sake of money. These people also knew that selling items was the most realistic option because this person had money.
Ye Zhongming began inspecting the items individually, asking about their uses.
At the first person, he looked and shook his head, then moved to the next. Again, he wasn't interested; the same happened with the third. More heads were shaken.
People started thinking the worst—was this guy here to mess with them? Pretending to be picky when he wanted nothing?
Many narrowed their eyes, flashes of hostili
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