Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 221: Mutation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1128- No discussion
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1127- Gene Warrior Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 594: Uncle and Nephew (6)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 20: The Showdown Between Armies!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 298: Not Your Mother
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 220: Elder
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1126- Choose or be chosen
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1125- Sudden Collapse
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 593: Uncle and Nephew (5)
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 297: I'm Just a Child
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 219: Attraction
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1124- Are you kidding
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 923: Interference
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1123- Finding help
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 592: Uncle and Nephew (4)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 19: Rat Stampede! The Monsters Are Sieging!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 296: Thirteen
Wan Qiu last appeared on the camera at the noodles shop next to Si Sui Apartments. The surveillance showed him walking across the street and into Building B of Si Sui Apartments.
“Did the kid really not lose his memory?” Gao Ming paid a lot for this chance. Gao Ming found wet footprints in the corridor, and he followed them to the fifth floor.
“The footprints disappeared?!” Gao Ming turned the corner and realised the door to Room 506 was left open. The flyers that were slid into the door fell to the ground.
“Room 506 has been abandoned for a long time already.”
Gao Ming picked up a flyer and blew away the dust. He looked into Room 506. The outside was very dusty, but the room inside was very clean, like everyone still came to clean it every day. Gao Ming tried to knock on the door. A thin figure walked out of the kitchen. Wan Qiu wore the apron used by Ghost Mother and held the pan fearfully. “Who, who are you?”
Wan Qiu was very cowardly in the past. He didn’t dare to talk to strangers. He closed himself up. He started to communicate with others after he met Gao Ming. However, it was different this time. Wan Qiu was not only cooking but also actively greeting the guests.
“My name is Gao Ming. I was requested by a mother to look after her two daughters.” Gao Ming said politely, “The older daughter is Xian Xian, and the younger daughter is Yuan Yuan.”
The front door slammed close behind it. The temperature in the room dropped. Wet footprints appeared in the living room.
“Impossible! They said they don’t know you!” Wan Qiu held the pan and walked out of the kitchen. He gathered his courage to face Gao Ming, “We don’t wel-welcome you here. Please leave.”
Smelling the burnt smell from the kitchen, Gao Ming raised his brows. “I know you want to take care of the two kids, but can you really do it?”
Ignoring the danger, Gao Ming walked past Wan Qiu and into the kitchen. He took out the burning pan. Seeing the charred item inside the pan, Gao Ming’s smile twitched. “Did you make this?”
Wan Qiu was embarrassed. He
…
We are unable to load the verification.
Please unblock any scripts or login to continue reading.
With the price of a cup of coffee, you can keep a translator's well-being alive. Namely, this one. And gain access to more than fifteen early-access chapters!
Thank you to all my readers and subscribers. Your support literally keeps the story alive!