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
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1024- You think too much
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 163: Source
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 242: Eyes
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1023- Hiring Star Elf
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 280 - Is He Planning To Trap Me Here Until I Die?
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 543: Make Her Stay
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 193: A Timely Deliverance of a Pillow to Someone Dozing Off
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3797: Honesty
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1022- Centaur Slash
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 241: Serious Symptom
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 161: Asumu
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1021- White Jade Centaur
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 879: Nearby Horizon
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 279 - If It Happens Again, You'll Lose That Eye Of Yours
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 661 - Reaping What One Has Sown
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 542: There Are Really Friends in a Distant Land
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3796: The Materials Gathered
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 192: Inevitable Downfall
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Liu Ji was at a loss.
Just a while ago, his potato younglings returned.
But… they had changed.
When they came scurrying back in the dirt with only the top of their heads exposed, Liu Ji heaved a sigh of relief.
Although he knew they were fine, he could only truly rest easy upon personally witnessing them return.
But, the moment they popped out from the dirt, Liu Ji went numb.
Previously with tiny limbs, these little potatolings had actually gotten robust bodies overnight.
Though still quite short, standing at no more than two and a half heads tall, their lower bodies were exceptionally sturdy with bulging chest muscles that made Osar's eyes light up with admiration.
Right now, he was gathered together with the potatolings, striking various poses and showing off their muscles. In his words, this was called "muscle exchange."
Nox was also dumbfounded.
Initially, he thought that these potatolings were some sort of backup plan for the tree left behind by the Sanctum of Arcane Arts.
Their appearance was too coincidental, and the fact that
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