Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
Zhan Yue
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 348: Fate
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 433: Enemies and Friends
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1355- Not here so I will snatch
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1031: Whiteface
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1354- Then we can only fight (2)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 393 - Could The Ancestral Land Contain The Life Core?
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3870: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Investigation
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 693.1: Idiots, All Idiots - Part 1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 347: Ping An
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 432: Eyes
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1353- Then we can only fight (1)
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1030: The Lower Nine Nethers
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1352.5- Bug Emperor Honey (2)
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 08.02.2 - Late September's Whispers
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 392 - Purification Potion
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 431: Collapse of Faith
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1352- Bug Emperor Honey
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 61.2
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Nightmare Assault Chapter 354: Business (Teaser)
“Doctor,” Fatty wiggled his butt on the couch. He looked so anxious. He licked his lips and asked softly, “They have all departed to search for clues. Should… we just wait and do nothing?”
Jiang Cheng took a sip of the cold Coca-Cola and narrowed his head. He leaned on the couch and burped happily.
Fatty, “... Doctor, we…”
“You can go if you want to,” Jiang Cheng said, putting down half the soft drink bottle. He interrupted Fatty, “I’m not moving.” They were resting in Fatty’s room. Jiang Cheng complained that the weather was hot and the sun was blinding. He was worried for his skin. He paced around but couldn’t find any sunscreen. He huffed and grumbled that the previous tenants were horrible people.
Thankfully, the fridge was stocked. Other than some frozen food, there were soft drinks and mineral water. There was half a box of instant noodles in the kitchen.
Fatty hesitated as he thought about what the Doctor said. He lowered his voice, “Doctor, I think I understand why you’re not going to look for clues.”
Jiang Cheng gave him a lo
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