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!
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Zhan Yue
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 314: How Would I Know
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 393: Your Despair is My Everday
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1299.5- Coincidence (2)
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1000: Rout
Zhan Yue
Chapter 689- Unorthodox methods
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1299- Coincidence
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 51
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 674: Woman Like a Sword
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1298- First mission
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Chapter 1297- Secret Realm exploration
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 313: Excuse
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 392: Sad Future
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 999: One Versus Six
Zhan Yue
Chapter 688- Firestone Castle
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 371 - Dragonblood Lizard; The Detection Spell Is Never Wrong
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 50.2
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 85: Paper Can Never Cover Fire
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 673: When the Rain Continues
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Nightmare Assault Chapter 327: Survive (Teaser)
The sky was brightening. The night was surprisingly quiet. Jiang Cheng didn’t sleep. When the sun came up, Jiang Cheng ordered Fatty to get breakfast. He also wanted him to get his portion.
“Fatty,” Sitting at the table, Jiang Cheng looked at his meat bun and then at the one Fatty had. He groused, “Why does yours have more meat?”
Fatty licked his lips and scratched his head, “Doctor, yours is the normal one. I combined the fillings of two buns in mine.” He explained, “You Qi didn’t come for breakfast, so I cut his open and took his meat.”
Jiang Cheng tutted. Then, he extended his hand and said officiously, “Fatty, eating too much meat is not good for you. Let’s exchange.”
Fatty instantly shielded his bun. With Jiang Cheng watching, the large bun was still leaking oil. It looked delicious. “Doctor,” Fatty admitted, “This bun is not for me. It is for the little beggar. I’ve seen the food she stole. It was all leftovers. They have no nutrients. She is still a growing child. She needs food.”
Jiang Cheng said excitedly, “I’m in my second p
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