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!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
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
Deep Space Tech’s therapy helmet could manifest the patient’s internal world using actual objects and colors. Ming Mei had stayed for a long time in this colorful room. Her inner self was very different from her surface self, she was a very well-hidden crazy little girl. She had no idea when she became this creature, perhaps it was familial influence or it was something she had done when she was small. “She is inside the fluffy cat, fluffy dog, fluffy bear…”
The past memories surfaced in her mind. She felt fear but not a shred of guilt or regret. Curling at the corner of the room, she hid her real self deep inside her heart as she mumbled some strange sentences on her lips. This was her disguise and haven. As long as she remained uncommunicative, she could hide here forever. She wasn’t legally an adult, and she had mental problems. The main culprit was her father, she was just a child during the case, what really could a child like her do?
Leaning against the wall, Ming Mei had no idea how long she had stayed here but she did know that she was safe. The intensely vibrant colors made Ming Mei look so inconspicuous. No one would have connected this cowering little girl to that horrible murder. Hugging her knees, everything would pass if she stayed silent. Closing her eyes, Ming Mei was about to drift off to sleep in this colorful room when she felt a deep chill. It felt like a dead body had come to strangle her.
Her eyes flew open and Ming Mei realized the colorful walls had fallen away, instead she was inside a dim room. There was paper money on the floor, damaged furniture in the room and a broken ceremonial urn at the corner. ‘Where am I? The therapy helmet can construct such realistic scenes?’ Ming Mei stood up from the corner of the wall and looked around anxiously. Everything felt so real. ‘The therapy helmet can only reconstruct places from my memory but I’m sure I’ve never been to this place.’
Ming Mei still acted quite confused inside this strange room. She was very clever, she was worried that this was a ne
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