Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3847: Facing an Immortal Exalt
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 361: The First Hour
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 282: Smile
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1241- Antidote and Sacrifice (1)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 41.1
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1240- Deciding
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 347 - He Who Knows Himself And Knows His Enemy Need Not Fear The Result Of A Hundred Battles
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 647.1: That Sword Is Only 90% Complete From Start to End - Part 1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 281: Reports
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 360: Chaos Beyond Gods' Prediction
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 40.3
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1239- Reproduction Peak
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1238- Extortion
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 646.3: A Sword That Subverts the World - Part 3
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3846: An Immortal Exalt’s Threats
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 280: Partner
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 359: Painter Gao Ming
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1237- Protection Fee
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Horror Game Designer Chapter 362: The Perfect Me (Teaser)
“Do not succumb to the sound of the clocks! Any sound here can accelerate the speed by which you lose your memories!” The leader of Team Two clapped her hands. “Find Wan Jie. His eyes will help us find the exit!”
The security members from Xin Lu started to mobilise. Zuo Jun was still chasing after the painter Gao Ming. The other tenants were plotting as well.
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In Room 0715, Gao Ming stood at the door, looking at the hanging clock inside the room silently. The strange sound from the clock had ceased. He felt like he had forgotten something as if something had been forcibly dug out of his mind.
“Did my home have this clock? Who gave it to me?”
Gao Ming’s stomach grumbled. Gao Ming sat at the dining table. He heard the commotion outside, his grandmother’s heart-wrenching screams and a lot of running footsteps.
“Is this place really haunted?” The words on the paper note stood out to him. Gao Ming felt afraid just by looking at the message. “If my neighbour’s place is really haunted, this whole floor is unsafe. I need to escape while I st
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