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
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
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 643.2: The Temple Master Isn't Invincible, the Great Sword Immortal Has Already Entered the City - Part 2
Lin Moyu sat in meditation, his Skeletal Warrior standing guard beside him. At the dungeon entrance, over ten people lingered, yet none dared to approach. The presence of his Skeletal Warrior was too intimidating, striking fear into the hearts of those nearby.
It was better this way—no one would disturb him.
Lin Moyu waited for the cooldown to pass. In 12 hours, he could enter the dungeon again. As he meditated, his spirit force gradually replenished. By the next entry, he would be able to summon four additional Skeletal Warriors.
Night fell, and Lin Moyu finished meditating. His spirit force was nearly restored. At the dungeon entrance, bonfires sprang to life, with groups gathered to roast meat. The aroma filled the air, growing more enticing with added seasonings. These people were seasoned veterans, well-prepared for life in the wilderness. Unlike Lin Moyu, who had only brought some sweet potatoes.
His stomach growled, and he reached for his food, only to realize his sweet potatoes were gone. He recalled giving them all to Ning Yiyi. The thought of her mischievous smile brought a faint grin to his face. Left with little choice, he took out some steamed buns.
“Brother, want to join us?” Someone called out, waving him over. A group was roasting an unknown type of meat, the scent rich and mouthwatering. The speaker was a young man in his twenties, likely a support.
Lin Moyu shook his head, declining politely. The young man didn’t press him and returned to his meal.
“Wang Yi, why did you call him over?” Someone asked.
“Yeah, he’s been weirdly quiet since he got here.” Another added. “Plus, those undead summons by his side are creepy.”
Wang Yi, the young man who called out to Lin Moyu, smiled, “He seems normal to me, just not much of a talker. Besides, he’s never caused trouble. I think you guys are reading him wrong.”
Wang Yi cut off a large chunk of roasted meat, placed it on a plate, and walked over to Lin Moyu, “Brother, have some. You shouldn’t just eat steamed buns.”
Lin Moyu glanced at him but said nothing. W
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