Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 334: We're Very Welcoming
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 256: Enter the Door
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 325 - They're Out Of Luck
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1194- Top Flower
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 952: A Hundred Years of Accumulation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1193- Heaven and Earth as one
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 324 - A Bunch Of Fake Gods; Princess Dongfang Yao
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 24.2
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 40: The Demon King’s Decision
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 631: The Word Traitor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 333: Luo Dong's Uniqueness
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 255: Building
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 323 - Do You Want To Become A Transcendent God-Level Powerhouse?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1192- Finally here
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1191- Revolutionary product
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 322 - A Man Must Endure Hardship
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 24.1
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 38: The World Outside the Mountain Cavern
Jiang Cheng’s theory sounded acceptable. In fact, for the players, his theory should be very good news. However, Fatty didn’t look overjoyed. If anything, he looked like he was frozen solid with fear. Since he interacted with the nightmare, there was an unresolvable question in his mind. Who or what was responsible for the construction and mechanism of the nightmare realm?
Clearly, they had a consciousness. They kept exploring the difference between humans and the anomalies before arriving at a relatively rational red line, and that red line… was the rule!
They ensured that the players, who were on the weaker side, would have the chance to resist the anomalies in a fair environment. That way, they wouldn’t be instantly killed when they encountered the anomalies that were usually far stronger than human beings. From this perspective, the thing that created the rules… should be a human.
After all, the rules were kinder and more accepting to the humans.
However, if the creator were a human, how would he manage to do all these things, and what would his purpose be? What was the goal behind this extremely cruel selection…
Wait!
Fatty’s eyes shone.
Selection… How could the term come to him so naturally? This was not the first time something like this had happened. He looked at his hands. He suddenly felt like he didn’t know himself anymore. He felt the same way about the Doctor recently. No! Something must be wrong somewhere!
Beads of sweat slid down his cheeks. The fear of this mission and the impending monsters was swept away by a stronger and purer sense of peculiarity. The monsters and creatures were infinitesimally small compared to this feeling. Why? Why was that?
He could feel something in his body had been edited, like his codes had been corrected. His skin was not changed, but something deeper inside his body had. Was it his soul…
Fatty was frightened by the thought that suddenly bubbled up. He had discussed this with the Doctor before. They both agreed that the rewards were extremely hard to get. Plus
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