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
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
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
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
The endless hospital corridors and the missing person’s broadcast muddled Gao Ming’s mind. ‘Has someone gone missing at the hospital?’
The glass on the door of Ward 7003 reflected Gao Ming’s face. The two seemed to lock onto each other at the same time. Gao Ming pushed the door open. He heard the sound of the pen tip scratching against the wall. A bespectacled young man stood beside the wall with absolute focus. He seemed to be calculating something. He was so thin, but his lower body was bound to the bed, so he couldn’t stray too far from it. His wrists were chained, and his neck was roped. There was a bloodred danger symbol on his patient’s outfit.
The young man was shocked to see someone enter his room. He turned to study Gao Ming. He seemed to be asking Gao Ming and also himself, “A doctor? A patient? Or a fish who has swam into the net?”
The patient was placed under heavy surveillance, but he didn’t look like he was ill. After a quick observation, Gao Ming followed his blurry shadow into the room.
“Do not touch anything on the wall or step on the words on the ground.” The young man’s pen had already run out of ink. He used the sharp tip to carve strange symbols into the wall.
“What are you calculating?”
“This dream is too fake, like an absurd dream. I’m calculating how to way to wake up.” The young man said without turning his head. “You won’t believe me if I tell you. You won’t comprehend it.”
The walls near the bed were covered in symbols and characters. Gao Ming did not comprehend them. However, he did feel like he was trapped in a dream, “Then, have you reached any solution? I also need to wake up as soon as possible.” Gao Ming’s tone was serious and devoid of mockery.
Hearing Gao Ming’s agreement, the young man paused. “The dream has devoid us of our control of our bodies and consciousnesses. It won’t be easy to wake up. Everything we do now is within the creator’s calculation. We need to triangulate the creator’s loopholes to wake up.”
“I might be the loophole.” Gao Ming had died multiple times
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