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
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1298- First mission
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1297- Secret Realm exploration
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 313: Excuse
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 392: Sad Future
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 673: When the Rain Continues
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Horror Game Designer Chapter 405: Thing Lost (Teaser)
The middle-aged man didn’t show much response to Gao Ming’s choice like he had predicted it. Gao Ming looked in his bag for a long time. Then, he lifted his head in confusion, “Why is it gone?”
“What are you looking for?” The middle-aged man came to the couch.
“I…” Gao Ming scratched his head. “It’s something very important, but I can’t recall what it is. I should have carried it with me!” Gao Ming became agitated. He turned his school bag upside-down and shook everything out. Stationery and books fell out. The bag was empty, but he still could not find it. “This is bad. I probably left it in that tunnel!” Panic crossed Gao Ming’s eyes. “It must still be there!”
“Alright. Stop worrying. Eat first.” The middle-aged man consoled Gao Ming as he ushered him to the dining table. Luo Dong, who was hiding inside the bathroom, was confused. What was the thing that Gao Ming left in the tunnel?
The sound of meat chopping finally ceased. The faucet switched open. Soon, Gao Ming’s mother appeared, wearing an apron. She had an awkward smile as she
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