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!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
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
Gao Ming didn’t leave the shadow world that night. He led the citizens and started to clean up Li San and Da Zai in the shadow world. In the real world, the cities were very complicated. Even with a map, one would get lost. In the shadow world, using the cursed items and ghost powers, the city became scarier. There were rooms inside rooms and stairs beyond stairs.
“I need an absolutely safe home.”
The night faded away, but Gao Ming was still very busy. In the real world, Han Hai had been turned over.
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The rain finally stopped, but the dark clouds hadn’t dissipated. The daylight became clearly shorter. Traffic was busy. The majority of the citizens were not affected by the chaos yesterday night. Once the day came, all the ghosts and horrors disappeared.
The investigation centre sealed up the truth and deleted all the information. The possessed humans tried to live harder and happier than actual people. Chaos festered underneath the calm surface.
A racecar shot down the street. It ran through a puddle, and the water splashed onto the bus stop. The dirty water soiled a pair of pretty white shoes. Xuan Wen put away her red umbrella. With her headphones, she looked prettier than before. Her beauty couldn’t be hidden. She was the spotlight everywhere she went. She picked up the bicycles that were knocked over by the racecar. Her kindness was brighter than her beauty.
Xuan Wen ignored the gazes on her.
Xuan Wen entered Nightlight Studio. Once she appeared, Manager Gou darted over. He carried a cup of coffee and wore his new wig. “President Xuan, the download number for our game demo has risen to over 200,000. The reviews are very good. You have such a good eye.”
Xuan Wen accepted the coffee and smiled. “It’s everyone’s contribution. You are so good at making horror games.”
Xuan Wen took out her computer in her office. After keying in a string of passwords, she logged into a very secret website. She searched through some illegal sites. After a few days of making ‘loans’, many underground banks at Han Hai had bee
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