Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
Zhan Yue
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 446: I'll Go!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 403 - A Mythical Rank Weapon And Nonexistent Reality
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1380- Stake
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1041: Imperial Mausoleum
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1379- Guancheng Village Dark Lab
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 402 - Do You Want The Sha Family To Be Wiped Out
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 90: Hunting Job
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 703: Talking in a Jovial Manner After Killing Someone
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 445: What is outside Han Hai?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 355: Nail
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1378- Ning God Water Chariot
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 401 - Multitasking – Fighting While Healing
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1377- Hit before arriving
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 702: The Mountain Backing You All
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 64.2
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 444: Humans?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1376- Non country region faction
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1375- Thousand Beast Villa first impression
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The old craftsman had never seen anything like this in his entire life.
For what he knew, "summons" fought with their own abilities. Never before had he heard of someone providing weapons to their summons.
Yet today, this strange youngster in his shop was doing just that.
He watched in amazement as this bunch of younglings, each with a little leaf sprouting from their heads, wandered around his store, trying out various weapons. At first, he was worried these little potato beings might knock over his cabinets, but surprisingly, they were careful, moving about without causing any issue.
Still, it was quite a sight. The little potato beings seemed unsure of what gear they wanted, trying out almost everything in the shop. If something was out of their reach, they'd look up at the old craftsman expectantly, and he'd have to help them get it down.
And once he was done helping one, another would require his help. This went on continuously and left the old craftsman rather exhausted.
After what felt like an eternity, the little potatoes fina
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