Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 670 - Descend, O Crawling Chaos
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 76: Split
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 27: The Cruel Truth
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 601: There's Nothing Easy in Life, so Everything Is Difficult
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 305: Do Not Open
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 227: Conscience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Hal, the former bandit gang leader, obviously knew what the the two groups loitering around the town hall and the resettlement shelter during the day were up to.
There wasn't a need to bother with the town hall, and Hal's only concern was ensuring the safety of the resettlement shelter.
Thus, perching on a rooftop, Hal and his brothers lay in wait, watching the inexperienced city dwellers fumble their way through the night operation.
"Never mind. Let's give them a push." Hal decided to take matters into his own hands and signaled Finley.
Understanding the cue, Finley agilely slipped off the roof and vanished into the night.
Weisshem, even in its former days with a red-light district, never imposed a curfew. After the undead arrived and the red-light district was shut down, this wasn't brought up either. The undead never cared about the time either, and no one had the authority to restrict their nocturnal activities.
At the beginning, locals were too afraid to venture out at night, fearing encounters with the undead. Consequently, Martin Street's pubs and taverns remained closed.
However, as people realized that the undead, despite their intimidating appearance and odd behavior, were harmless, these night time establishments gradually reopened.
Finley sneaked through an alley and entered a tavern on Martin Street, finding it bustling with locals. These establishments, catering to the local populace rather than pleasure-seekers, were starkly different from city pubs. They had no waitresses or servers and only offered cheap corn rum and barley beer, accompanied by simple snacks like fried beans, roasted corn, and lightly fried potato slices.
With the emergence of the undead delicatessen, even snacks in taverns like these were upgraded. Roasted corn and fried potato slices were now served with delicious, spicy sauce, and tofu dishes like fried and grilled tofu were added, given tofu's status as one of the cheapest ingredients in Weisshem.
Among the trio, Finley was the most unobtrusive, but being from the "Ta
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