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
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
‘After I finish this manager mission, I will become the new building manager.’ Han Fei repeated the positive reinforcement in his mind. Initially, he studied these psychological tricks to help his neighbours out but as fate would have it, he ended up using them on himself first. ‘The mission does not give any detailed description, I’ll have to do the exploration on my own.’
He glanced at the brazier, picture frame and black and white photo. This looked like it was prepared for Tou Qi, the seventh day after a person’s death when said person’s soul would be expected to return. ‘This whole setup gives me the chills.’ Han Fei tipped over the picture frame so he would not need to keep looking at his death portrait. He held the handle to Room 1091. When he tried to push the door open, the robotic voice said, “Notification for Player 0000! You need to kill all the ghosts, and save all the humans inside this room!”
The door swung open. Before Han Fei even stepped through the threshold, a girl’s head fell from the top of the frame and latched itself onto the back of Han Fei’s neck!
Pain surged through his body. Han Fei gripped at the head but no matter how hard he pulled, he was unable to shake the thing loose. Blood blurred his sight. His trachea shattered and air wheezed out intermittently from his mouth. The voice died in his throat as his energy drained away. Pain came from everywhere. Han Fei collapsed to the ground. His consciousness wavered and the last thought on his mind was, ‘So this is what death feels like?’
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His eyes flew open and Han Fei found himself standing before the door to Room 1091. The young man himself smiled brightly at him from the picture frame which was righted again. ‘That was considered one death?!’ Everything happened so quickly. Han Fei then realized the aim of this mission was to strip the players of their memory. Han Fei wiped away the cold sweat and reminded himself of the system warning. There was no death penalty when he attempted this mission but every death would result in a memory los
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