Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Horror Game Designer
Nightmare Assault
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1123: Baiting the Enemy
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1541- Otherworldly cases
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 494 - Blood Sacrifice! The Demon Emperor’s Finger
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 104.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 781: We Have Returned
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 551: Chun Niang
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1540- Three big news
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1122: Path of the Stars
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1539- Now and the probable future
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 103
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 780: There's Dao Over There
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 413: Teammate
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 550: Birthday Party
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1538.5- Killing (2)
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1121: Family Bonds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1538- Killing (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 779: Killing Is a Very Simple Thing
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 549: Wan Jie's Family
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The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin Chapter 101: Finally Some Pants After a Hundred Chapters (Teaser)
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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