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!
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
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
“I hope you find the thing you’re looking for.” The woman turned to close the door. Before the red door closed, the doll crawled to the chair and gorged down the cold noodles. There appeared to be someone hidden inside the giant doll.
“Gao Ming, don’t turn your head around.” Xuan Wen warned in a whisper. She stopped when they were more than 10 metres away.
“Is someone watching us?” Gao Ming was glad that he called Xuan Wen to come with him. This apartment was too abnormal.
“The anomaly here might have already spread. It is growing too rapidly.” Xuan Wen said seriously, “That woman is living with a ghost! The ghosts here can move around in the daylight like me.”
“Was the ghost hiding inside the doll?” Gao Ming shivered, “It hid inside the doll to hide from sunlight.”
“I can’t be sure, but I definitely sense something.” Xuan Wen turned to Wan Qiu, “He was the first to notice a problem.”
“Wan Qiu, what did you see?”
“There’s a pair of eyes in the doll. There are three kids in the bed. One was tied up. There are joss sticks ashes, and rice on the ground. Talismans are pasted behind the door. The hair that clogged up the drain was yellow, but the mother and children have black hair…” Wan Qiu counted on his fingers. “The plastic bags in the cupboard contain IDs of strangers. The rim of the rice cooker is bloody. It’s not cooking rice.”
Wan Qiu then pointed to the corridor that led to Building A. “That place is… very dangerous!” Wan Qiu stammered out everything that scared him.
“It’s still daylight, and there’s no shadow, but this place is already so scary. The horror stories have shaken loose the shadow world and become part of the reality.” Xuan Wen suggested, “Why don’t we leave for now? And find some unformed stories?”
“Someone is feeding the stories in the east city. If they manage to create a fully out-of-control horror story at this stage, we’ll lose all agency.” Gao Ming was the designer. He knew how scary things would get if things went out of control.
“It’s hard to trigger an anomaly beforehand. It’s
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