Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 645: So What if You're the Number One Person in Sword Dao?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 969: White Bone Divine Lord
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.13 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 342 - The Foundational Battle Over 600 Years Ago
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 38.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1229- Cloud Peak defense system
Tables were placed in the village center. Many villagers were already there. They were very happy as they looked forward to the future. The villagers here loved to smile.
“The chief is here!”
“Applause!”
“Wait! He hasn’t even spoken yet!”
“Wonderful!”
“Idiot! You say that after the speech is over!”
The chief was well-respected. He had given his life to the village. The chief got up the simple platform. He looked down at the familiar faces. He didn’t want to see their eyes, so he looked away.
Grave Village was built inside a giant hole. It was the trash center for other cities. The people living aboveground kept throwing trash into the whole. Due to the bad living environment, there were no normal villagers around Grave Village. Everyone was deformed in some ways. They might be normal on the inside, but on the outside, they were monsters.
The old chief looked up. As more trash was sent into the hole, the deeper the village would be buried. The villagers would never get out. Stench lingered in the air, but the villagers didn’t mind. The trash was a treasure for them. They had to process the trash to earn money to buy medicine to prolong their miserable lives.
The world under the sun created trash, and people threw trash into the whole. People paid the villagers to process the trash. This sounded natural, but it was not what the chief wanted.
A ghost lived under the village. The village could never move. Therefore, the chief hoped the people outside would stop throwing rubbish into the hole, but they would come down to help improve and change the situation inside the hole. Grave Village didn’t need the negative and dirty things. The chief had hope, but he underestimated humanity’s wickedness and greed.
“Under the leadership of Chief Fu, everyone at Grave Village has lived a wonderful life. Now, it’s time for the chief’s speech!” A young man in a suit next to the stage said. He was handsome, cheerful, and clean. He was out of place at Grave Village.
The villagers quieted down. They looked up at the chief.
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