Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 20
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 34: New Map! The Underground Sewer and Slime!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 623: Old Friend From Younger Days
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Chen Heng couldn’t shake the feeling that he’d stepped into some sort of cash-grabbing, pay-to-win online game. It wasn’t just the initial cost of buying gaming equipment; creating an account and virtually every feature beyond the basics required payment.
What’s more, they had to purchase game time cards daily….
After clearing out numerous small monsters across several areas, nearly emptying the place, Chen Heng and the others made their way back to the newbie village.
“Well, I’ll take my leave.” With all the tasks and quests completed, Chen Heng waved to the group. He was ready to log out of the game, even though it was still early in the day. He had matters to attend to in the real world.
“Sure. Elder Brother, goodbye. I can return after winning the competition tomorrow.”
“That confident, huh?”
“Elder Brother, have you forgotten our lineup? We’ve got the event organizer who can bend the rules and a Grand Assassin for firepower. Can we really lose? Whatever type of match it is tomorrow, I have absolute confidence in winning. When the time comes, you’ll just have to come and make a wish,” Sirin said while looking down at Chen Heng with her arms crossed as she sat hovering in the air.
“…” How can I put it? Chen Heng felt that Sirin was puffing up again. Originally, Chen Heng had absolute faith that their side would win tomorrow, but with Sirin’s remark, he started to feel a bit concerned.
Following Sirin’s pattern, whenever Sirin started getting too cocky, it usually meant she was in for a reality check.
“Hah! What’s with that look, Elder Brother? Are you doubting me? Are you doubting me, the five-core Herrscher, the Queen of the Void—Sirin?” Sirin, who had been waiting for praise with her head held high, didn’t hear Chen Heng’s voice. She glanced at him and noticed Chen Heng looking at her with what seemed like a condescending expression, or maybe just disdain.
Chen Heng fell silent for a moment and then proposed a bet to Sirin. “Alright, Sirin, how about we make a bet? If you win tomorrow, I promise to f
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