Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 297: I'm Just a Child
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 219: Attraction
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1124- Are you kidding
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 923: Interference
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1123- Finding help
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 592: Uncle and Nephew (4)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 19: Rat Stampede! The Monsters Are Sieging!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 296: Thirteen
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 218: History
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1122- Breaking Free
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 922: Duel
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1121- Black Mist Formation
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 591: Uncle and Nephew (3)
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 217: Stone Paintings
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 295: Twelve People
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1120- Team buff
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 921: Annihilating an Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1119- Drifting Gold Eyes
With a trace of guilt, Gao Ming got up. He wanted to ask if the others in the bedroom heard the voice.
He reached his head out of the net. He looked around and realised something was wrong. The bedroom was too quiet. Gao Ming picked up his phone and noted it was already 11.50 pm. It must have been quite a while when he was absorbing that memory fragment.
“Is there no one around?”
He looked behind each net. Everyone was gone, and no one told him.
“In terms of value, I shouldn’t be the one abandoned. Did they see something crawl into my bed and escape?”
Gao Ming sent Xi San a message, “Are you at the toilet?”
Xi San, “???”
Gao Ming, “What’s wrong?”
Xi San, “Aren’t you in stall three?”
Gao Ming, “I’m still in the bedroom. Beware of the Gao Ming with you.”
Xi San, “No! You are not Gao Ming! You can’t trick me!”
Seeing the replies, Gao Ming was sure Xi San hadn’t been swapped. “If I don’t hurry there, Xi San might have a mental breakdown.”
Gao Ming planned to go to the headmaster’s office at midnight. However, before that, he wanted to get to know more about the ghosts at the school. Gao Ming carried his school bag and left.
…
Xi San stared at the screen. An indescribable fear enveloped him. When he received Gao Ming’s message, he knew that something was wrong. To test Gao Ming, he purposely said the wrong stall. Gao Ming was in Stall 2, and he was in Stall 3. If the other person didn’t even notice this, then it couldn’t be Gao Ming!
After giving himself a pat on the back, Xi San was in another conundrum. What if Gao Ming was really still back in the bedroom and the one with him was the ghost? Who should he trust? Gao Ming said that they might receive messages from ghosts after midnight. However, there were still minutes to midnight. Who was lying?
Hiding inside the stall, Xi San didn’t feel safe at all. His breathing intensified.
Should he run out?
Xi San touched the lock. He noticed that there was a barely-discernible hole under the partition. Xi San slowly knelt down and moved his eyes to the hole.
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