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!
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
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
Gao Ming opened his eyes and looked at the only table in the room. It felt like someone was standing beside it. Gao Ming’s head felt heavy, like he had just napped.
“Are you awake?”
He slowly stood up. For a moment, his mind couldn’t match up with his body. It was an out-of-body experience. “I did hear a voice.” The anomalies around him disappeared. The world in his eyes returned to normal. The books had normal covers, and the ghostly shadow on the screen disappeared. Even the figurines inside the inner room were replaced by normal medicine.
“Have I woken up? What is the purpose of that question?”
Gao Ming was on high alert. Earlier, the whole building was submerged in despair, but suddenly, everything had returned to normal. “Am I in an illusion, or am I asleep?”
Gao Ming walked to the door and yanked away the curtain. He narrowed his eyes. The situation outside the corridor had returned to normal. The light shone on the yellowed tiles, and the doors to the wards were closed.
“I seem to be having a vision of the past…” The window reflected Gao Ming. He was in the uniform of Hen Shan Penitentiary, and he held a piece of paper in his hand.
“A resit?”
Gao Ming lowered his head. He wore a black coat and held a chain taken out from the torture room. The bloodred chain was made from Doctor Lu’s soul. “The reflection of myself in the glass is a version of myself from the past. He seems to be in trouble.”
Gao Ming didn’t move, but his reflection in the window turned around. He seemed to have opened the door and prepared to leave. Gao Ming decided to follow the reflection and exited the corridor.
The speakers mentioned that the hospital was looking for someone. However, the broadcast didn’t mention the person’s details or names. Gao Ming walked down the fourth-floor corridor. He scanned the wards. A small window was cut into each door to enable the doctors to check on the patients without entering the wards. Gao Ming found his moving reflection in the windows. He raced down the corridor. Gao Ming chased after his
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