Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
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
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 14
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 31: Weaving Shadow Nest! Crypt Lord!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 617: Bodhisattva Lowers Its Gaze
Situ An tried his best to build a resentment room, but success evaded him. However, the moment he ‘died’, a real big ghost appeared in his project.
“The investigators from the other districts wouldn’t have known the ghost is actually in this building,” Fu Ning’s expression was severe, “We can’t let them know this, or our situation will become worse. The people above have already suspected us of being spies of the shadow world.”
“Are they going to abandon us?” Fu San followed Fu Ning. Like what the old man said, he probably wouldn’t have expected the ghost to be right beside him.
“Situ An knows too many secrets. It’s one thing to be abandoned, but I fear they want to silence us.” Fu Ning shook his head. “You’re still young. You don’t understand these things. Sometimes, humans are worse than ghosts.”
Moving between the unfinished resentment rooms, Xia Yang inside Fu San carefully looked around. Situ An knew the resentment rooms very well. He built these rooms according to scale. Some of the resentment rooms had the cursed objects from the actual locations moved there. These were all perfect canvases. Each was soaked with horrible memories. Once he got close, he could hear the screams inside the wall and smell the blood in the air. Fu San took a deep breath and lowered his head, afraid that his father might see the excitement in his eyes. His fingers snipped and cracked. He was desperate to paint.
“I know you’re scared, but there’s no need to suppress it. I was very afraid when I first came here too. That is normal. You’ll soon get used to it.” Fu Ning looked at his son with love. He had a lot of hope in Fu San. “You’re acting much better than normal people would already.”
“Okay.” Fu San was scared that his emotions would be captured by his father, so he replied with only a single word.
They used the stairs and headed to the 12th floor. Once Fu Ning opened the door, the gun barrels aimed at him. The security members looked at Fu Ning and Fu San expressionlessly. They were like murder robots. The security at the
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