Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
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
“!!!!!”
Andrew’s eyes shuddered violently, but his body had stiffly gone rigid at that moment.
He suddenly recalled what he reckoned to be a misconception in the bookstore. Those distinct dark pearls in Lin Jie’s glass of pearl milk tea cup had looked just like eyeballs — That hadn’t been a misconception.
They were really eyeballs…
Just that instead of showing their hideous side, those unspecified little things were completely docile and cowered in their ‘pearl’ form in Boss Lin’s hands.
After which they became snacks chewed up and eaten by Boss Lin.
But at present, this glass of milk tea wasn’t in Boss Lin’s hands but Andrew’s.
Therefore, regardless of what was going through Andrew’s mind, no matter how absurd or chilling his thoughts were, those ‘pearls’ wouldn’t care.
They were floating freely in the milk tea, bobbing up and down, like a mass of wriggling seaweed with their tiny tentacles spreading out in the milk tea.
The opened eyes were a dull yellow, like that of a cat’s vertical pupil, murky with a confusing pattern as unpredictable as a myriad of runes.
With the sight of a Pandemonium-rank scholar, Andrew could even make out the strange structure of densely-packed barbs and suction cups clinging onto the transparent glass like clear fingerprints.
This image was imprinted in Andrew’s mind and thoroughly shocked him.
But more frightening was the fact that Andrew had already taken a mouthful of this milk tea, and there was still a bit in his mouth…
This terror was basically the same experience as finding a worm inside after eating half an apple.
He now had about two ‘pearls’ in his mouth, and at that moment, they were climbing all over the roof of his mouth and his tongue. Tentacles like what he had just seen in the glass were using those barbs to anchor themselves and inching down his throat.
That’s right, they were trying to climb in aggressively, as if wanting to make a home somewhere in the internal workings of his body.
Naturally, Andrew’s face went white as his body i
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