Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Loser System and Berserker Me
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Nightmare Assault
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.07.2 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 278 - Protect Lin Moyu!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 660 - The Fall of the City
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 541: The Storm Suddenly Arrives
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 191: Lead the Way
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1018- Mother Wheel Space
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 159: Man
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 239: Mist
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1017- Ye Zhongming's idea
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 877: Destiny
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 659 - Great Earthquake
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 540: Blank Paper Floating, as if Life Itself
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 158: Trade
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter - 182 Dekan's Ultimate Joy Card (Long Chapter)
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 190: Patiently Holding Our Grounds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1016- Real enemy
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 238: Gamer
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1015- Hunter's identity
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Twenty-something Johan had many memories of desperate running in his short life.
His earliest running had been as a child when he stole food hidden in a neighbor's junk pile due to extreme hunger. His mother, both ashamed and embarrassed, chased him with a poker from one end of the slums to the other.
Johan only remembered that his mother cried louder than him when she was doling out the beating.
Later, he learned that stealing others' food was wrong because they needed it too… If his theft caused someone else to die so he could live, then he would have made a grave mistake.
Countless running followed, not because John did anything wrong. At least, he was certain of that.
One winter, when he was just over ten, collecting cow dung at the mule and horse market for fuel, a kind stable worker saw him staggering with hunger and gave him a small bag of beans meant for horses to take home.
That small bag of black beans could save his family. When the older kids there tried to steal it, Johan abandoned the dung bag, clutched the beans, and ra
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