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
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 300: Collector
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 222: Threat
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130- Cloud Peak delicacies
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 924: Predicament
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1129- Two reports
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3815: Finding Reinforcements
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 24: Version a.02 Update! Death Penalty!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 595: Uncle and Nephew (7)
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 299: Ghost Market
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 221: Mutation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1128- No discussion
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1127- Gene Warrior Trade
The morning belonged to the living. The vehicles from the police station and investigation centre filled the street. The cleanse was still ongoing. However, their targets included not only the possessed citizens but also the horror game players. Under the centre’s iron fist, no one dared to admit they were players. However, many citizens who interacted with the anomalies started to side with the horror game players.
If Han Hai really turned into a horror game and every citizen had been forced to become a player, was the centre going to arrest everyone?
The reason the investigation centre could still handle the situation was that the tragedy was only starting. There was only one level 4 anomaly that floated to the surface, and only three percent of the city had been covered by the shadows. Of course, this was only the second day of the arrival of the tragedy.
Xuan Wen slid her thin laptop into her bag and left Nightlight Studio with her phone. She didn’t like to stay with others. Doing dangerous things alone was a kind of entertainment for her. Through simple interactions on Dead Water Forun, Xuan Wen determined that the other party did understand the situation inside the hospital. However, the person probably had another reason to lure Xuan Wen there.
“Is he targeting me for Dead Water Forum?” Xuan Wen loved to mingle with bad people because she wouldn’t be bound by morale. Xuan Wen took a car to the promised spot. She glanced at her phone navigation.
Li San was Han Hai Old City’s larger area. A lot of foreigners were gathered there. A lot of rich people started their legacy there, just like Situ An. The legends of sudden richness happened there every day. However, most of them were just for show to give the dull lives some hope.
At noon, Xuan Wen came to the Siblings Fast Food alone. The person she waited for didn’t show up. After a long time, a masked waiter walked over in a tremble. When he passed by Xuan Wen, he accidentally spilt the food in Xuan Wen’s bag because the customer next to him suddenly stood
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