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
“How did it go?” Fatty jogged over. “Did it go well?”
Jiang Cheng was silent. He suddenly asked, “How long was I gone?”
Fatty thought about it, “About twenty minutes.” He added, “I know it’s not long. This place is so cold at night. I just got up to change into thicker layers. And… I heard noises coming from downstairs. I came to look, and it was you.”
Hearing that, Jiang Cheng had a better understanding of the nightmare realm. He definitely did not spend twenty minutes in the nightmare realm. After all, he did sleep for a bit before entering the door. After eliminating that time, Jiang Cheng probably only spent a few minutes in the nightmare realm. However, he had spent days in the realm. Clearly, the time flow of the two realms was different. The channel that connected them was the black iron door. Fatty stood beside Jiang Cheng. He noticed the change in Jiang Cheng’s emotions. He appeared to be in a low mood, and he didn’t even wish to chat.
“Doctor,” Fatty swallowed and probed cautiously, “Are… you alright?”
“Did something happen when I was gone?”
Fatty thought about it and answered seriously, “No.”
“After you entered your bedroom to sleep, I stayed guard outside your door. I didn’t notice anything.” He continued, “I didn’t even see you leave your bedroom, but you showed up here.”
Jiang Cheng took another sip of the water. “What about sounds?”
“This…” Fatty hesitated. Jiang Cheng looked at him. Fatty didn’t look like he was purposely hiding anything. It was more like he was uncertain about this and didn’t know how to explain it.
“Just try your best,” Jiang Cheng prompted.
“Doctor, actually… I kinda predicted when you were about to leave the nightmare realm,” Fatty stuttered.
Jiang Cheng frowned. His hand that held the water paused, “Continue.”
“I don’t know how to describe it. It was like a shot of electricity phased through my brain. It was… weird. In any case, I knew that something must have happened. Considering you were already in the nightmare realm, I suspected you were about to exit it.”
Ji
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