Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
“In the rules left behind by the hostel manager auntie, if there’s someone smiling during the bedroom checks, we should leave the bedroom as soon as possible.” After the student council left, Wang Jie sat up and put on his shoes. “We need to figure a way out.”
“It’s very dangerous at night. Staying here is the only way to survive.” Yuan Hui insisted.
No one spoke. Wang Jie took up his phone to send a message, “Yuan Hui is a ghost. We seem to have offended the student council. Zuo Jun’s identity is unclear. We can’t stay here any longer. 15 minutes later, we’ll go to the toilet together.”
Xi San, “Understood. Brother, you are my angel.”
Gao Ming, “There’s a rule forbidding the use of phones after midnight. Prepare everything you need. After leaving the bedroom, don’t stay too far away from me.”
The students wanted to leave the bedroom to escape the disaster. Gao Ming wanted to enter the headmaster’s office. After consuming Situ An, suicide could be Gao Ming’s option.
Gao Ming only worried about two things. First, after dying at this school, his soul would be trapped and he would become a new student there. Second, after he returned to the tunnel, the person who killed him would realise that he had retained his memory.
Everyone pretended to be asleep in bed. Actually, everyone was silently preparing. It was a bedroom of six people, but who knew how many chatgroups were there. Gao Ming never underestimated the evil in human nature. When their lives were threatened, these people would never hesitate to sell him out. The rain washed the window. Staying in the dark was oppressive.
The time felt like it moved very slowly. Xi San and Wang Jie hid their books in the bed after they were ready. Everyone was waiting for something.
“This is just the first night…” Gao Ming reached his arms out. The sound of rain faded away. When he joined the school ten years ago, he was lying in bed just like this. He listened to the rain ten years ago.
“Why were we picke
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