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!
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Zhan Yue
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 314: How Would I Know
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 393: Your Despair is My Everday
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1299.5- Coincidence (2)
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1000: Rout
Zhan Yue
Chapter 689- Unorthodox methods
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1299- Coincidence
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 51
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 674: Woman Like a Sword
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Chapter 1298- First mission
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Chapter 1297- Secret Realm exploration
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 313: Excuse
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Chapter 392: Sad Future
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Chapter 999: One Versus Six
Zhan Yue
Chapter 688- Firestone Castle
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 371 - Dragonblood Lizard; The Detection Spell Is Never Wrong
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 50.2
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 85: Paper Can Never Cover Fire
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Chapter 673: When the Rain Continues
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Horror Game Designer Chapter 402: Parent's Angle (Teaser)
The door slowly opened. The clocks ticked in his ears. Luo Dong held the door frame and looked at the scene before him quietly. Various clocks hung in the small room. Each clock featured a human face. Or, more precisely, each clock represented one person. Luo Dong didn’t dare to barge in. He stayed at the door and looked around. This room looked no different from the others from the outside. However, it didn’t have a room number. After being at Prosperity Neighbourhood for some time, Luo Dong knew that the room numbers corresponded to the dates. The dates were something important for the room owners. For example, the room number for his own room was the date he met his wife.
“Where am I? Am I at the end of the future?”
Physical pain affected Luo Dong no more. He laid his heart over his heart, entered the room and closed the door.
Inside the room of clocks, the needles on the clocks ticked endlessly. Multiple fates careened towards the abyss. Everyone’s life was exposed before Luo Dong.
“Did the voice in my heart call me here? Or did I
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