Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
The young man in the cap appeared to be pissed. He raised his fist and darted at Room 404 like he wanted to punch the door. However, the suited man moved fast and held him back. The suited man stared at the door of Room 404, looked around and whispered to the young man, “This isn’t right. We should go back.”
After they returned to their room, the suited man closed the door and locked it.
The young man peeled off his cap and tossed it on the bed. Then, he turned around and grumbled, “Could it be the two in Room 404 who are behind the sound?” A few deep scars were left on the man’s head. The largest one extended from the back of his head to the back of his ear. It was why he wore the cap. He was not as young as he appeared. He looked around 30 but dressed like a kid.
The suited man leaned on the wall, and his face was dark. Then, he said, “I don’t think so. We just got here, and we don’t know the conditions that trigger the ghosts. I don’t think they have the guts to do something like that.” He paused, “Unless they are mentally challenged.”
The young man slowly calmed down. He was not dumb. He knew the suited man was right. Then, his face paled. “If those sounds were not made by the other players, then…” He looked at the suited man but couldn’t finish his sentence. There was an unwritten world in the nightmare realm. Once the mission started, unless it were absolutely necessary, no one would bring up that term.
“For now, nothing has happened, so don’t scare yourself.” The suited man comforted him. He removed the buttons of his suit and the top two buttons of his shirt. Then, he took a deep breath and told his friend, “Theoretically speaking, Room 405 that we chose should be the safest. We have people on both sides. Room 404 sounds unlucky, and bad things might have happened there. Therefore, no matter what, we’ll get firsthand news as long as we don’t rush into troubles.”
The man in the cap added, “We have to be careful. The thin one from 404 seems to be targeting you.”
The suited man smiled to reveal his pear
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