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
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
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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