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
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
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Roel had a terrible nightmare.
In it, he was kidnapped by massive ogres, who first put him in a shudderingly cold refrigerator before frying him in a blisteringly hot pan.
Perhaps it was because Roel’s skin was thicker than normal, such that the blisteringly hot pan didn’t manage to thoroughly cook him, he was placed back into the refrigerator once more before being thrown into the hot pan yet again. This alternating freeze-fry treatment continued for two torturous days, inflicting such great suffering that Roel’s consciousness had started fading near the end.
It was only much later, when a girl’s unbearable weeping gradually grew louder and louder in his ears, finally penetrating his stupor, that Roel regained consciousness. He slowly opened his heavy eyelids and saw an ornately designed ceiling above him.
“This place is…”
“Big brother Roel! You’re finally awake! Wuuuu—”
“Ali… cia?”
The young man struggled to turn his head, only to have a silver-haired girl pulling him in. Before he knew it, he was already in the embrace of a bawling Alicia. No matter how he tried to console her, she simply wouldn’t stop crying.
Meanwhile, Anna began shouting loudly upon noticing that Roel had awoken.
“Young master is awake!”
“That’s wonderful! I’ll inform the old master right now!”
The servants quickly relayed the news, and before long, anxious footsteps rapidly approached outside before a figure came bursting through the door. It was Carter.
Roel was astonished to see his father acting in such an undignified manner for the very first time. However, Carter paid it no heed as he began examining Roel from head to toe worriedly.
“Roel, you’re finally awake. Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?”
“I’m feeling fine, just a little tired.”
“That’s good, that’s good.”
Carter heaved a deep sigh as he nodded in relief.
While comforting the crying Alicia, Roel asked his father what was going on, only to be shocked to learn that he had actually slept for three whole days!
Or to be more accurate, he had been ill for three days now.
It was on t
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