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!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
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
The inside layout of the east city investigation centre was complicated. Each room radiated a strange presence. The sound of mantra incantation, the singing of children’s lullabies, the breathing from the speakers and the occasional stomping footsteps… This place didn’t feel like the bastion against ghosts but the lair of ghosts. The eyes of the portraits on the wall moved. They watched everyone who passed.
“Is this a horror game?” Yan Lin didn’t believe this at first, but when he was inside the horror game himself, a strong sense of danger, fear, and helplessness bound his heart and soul. He felt like he couldn’t escape. He walked down the corridor carefully. Yan Lin detected the scent of blood in the air. He raised his hand at Su Mo behind him, telling him to stop.
Su Mo, who was inexperienced, couldn’t tell what Yan Lin was doing. He walked to Yan Lin’s side before he stopped, “What’s wrong?”
“There is the smell of fresh blood ahead. If I tell you to run later, run. Do not wander off on your own.” Yan Lin grabbed his gun. He stuck to the wall and slowly nudged forward. His nerves were pulled taut. Yan Lin had never felt so anxious. Everything inside the building made him nervous. Yan Lin turned the corner with his gun pointed ahead. The scary scene he imagined didn’t appear. Under the flicking lights lay a bloody female investigation. Yan Lin slowly approached her. He raised his gun because he realised the female investigator had her eyes fully open. When their eyes met, goosebumps broke out on his beck. He didn’t feel this way even when facing the worst criminal.
“There’s chaos inside the investigation centre. The chief has betrayed us. The ghosts he kept behind our backs are out hunting. Every living human is his toy and food.” The woman said weakly, “Leave. This is not where you should be.”
This proved that they were on the right way. Su Mo observed the investigator. He didn’t think she was a bad person. “What does the ghost look like?”
Yan Lin’s brows twisted together upon hearing that question. The u
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