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!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 14
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 31: Weaving Shadow Nest! Crypt Lord!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 617: Bodhisattva Lowers Its Gaze
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 320: Fate is a Cycle
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 242: Iceberg
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1165- Advanced bloodline
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1164- Make him back out in despair
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 13
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 30: Evolution of a Skeleton Soldier!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 616: To Let Everything See Light
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 319: Stare
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 241: Heart Knot
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1163- Plant face-off (3)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1162- Plant face-off (2)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 318 - A Heartwarming Read, With No Fighting Or Killing
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 12
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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