Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3843: Medicinal Gardens in the Skyscraping World
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 354: The Correct Day
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 275: Mistake
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1228- Foreign Race
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Gentle Snow After Story 1
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1227- Died in battle
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 341 - Turns Out The Wind God Prefers Simplicity
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 38.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 643.1: The Temple Master Isn't Invincible, the Great Sword Immortal Has Already Entered the City - Part 1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 274: Show Starts
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 353: What is Gao Ming's Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1226- Deal if you agree
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1225- Urge to bite him
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 340 - All Monsters Cleared; Dungeon Upgraded
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 37.2
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 642.2: A Sword Is More Than Just a Sword, a Scholar Is Also a Person - Part 2
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 352: July 14
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 273: Prop
The overall area of Exile Town, situated in a valley, wasn't huge. Excluding the heavily vegetated area at the foot of the mountains outside the town, it covered roughly 1.5 square kilometers.
Of course, calling it small would be an understatement. It was approximately the size of Malé, the capital of the Maldives.
In this town, there were only several dozen buildings (wooden or brick huts). The "resident population" consisted of three hundred skeletons, a dozen or so zombies, and twenty "advanced NPCs." It was undoubtedly an unusually spacious town.
Furthermore, since the majority of the population—the skeletons—didn't require housing, both buildings and open spaces were largely unused.
Anthony, who had been a tailor in the Kenyan Empire during his youth but abandoned his old profession to become a mercenary upon discovering his talent for combat, had a rugged appearance and a hot-headed temperament. However, when forced to do things, he could indeed be rather meticulous.
He had sold many waist pouches and backpacks and never made a mistake in the accounts. When players returned damaged waist pouches and backpacks at a low price, he could expertly repair the damage and resell them.
Among the former bandits, his specialization had the most impressive achievements.
The threat of being turned into a woman motivated Anthony greatly. Before nightfall, he had already arranged accommodations for the new female workers at the tailor shop and distributed living supplies to them. Following Yang's instructions, he created personal health records for these women, engaging in conversations to inquire about their health conditions. He recorded all the ailments these women had accumulated over the years due to malnutrition and their weaving work.
It was only late into the night when Anthony finally finished the tasks at hand. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, closed the shop door, and wearily dragged his feet to find Big Brother Hal.
Exile Town was no quieter at midnight than in the day. The undead, who didn't disti
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