Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Horror Game Designer
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Nightmare Assault
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 544: White Pig
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1528- Sudden change
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 485 – Complete Lightning Elemental Immunity
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1116: Strength
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1527- Badly injured
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 484 - Even If I Were To resurrect, I Wouldn't Be Me Anymore
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 99
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 774.1: Family Troubles Are Difficult for Everyone - Part 1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 410: Monster
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 543: Black Donkey
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1526.5- Molting Life
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1115: Resolution
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1526- Molting Life
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 483 - Wanted By The Entire Abyss
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 98
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 773: Fighting Again
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 542: Creepy
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1525- 5 men 1 plant
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Standing in front of Room 808, the group held their breath. As Jiang Cheng raised his hand, Fatty moved. He wanted to stop him, but he refrained. The door to Room 808 opened. It wasn’t locked.
The room was dark, like the sea at midnight. Fatty felt like he was sinking into it until someone pinched his arm. Fatty shivered and woke up. It was Banana Wolf who pulled him. The Doctor was gone. In his blurriness, he almost followed him.
There was no sound at all. The darkness didn’t seem to permit life. Without experiencing it in person, no one could understand how torturous silence could be. Perhaps the Doctor was facing death and needed people to save him.
“We can’t do this.” Fatty turned to Banana Wolf and said rapidly, “Wait here. I’ll go help him.”
Unlike Fatty, Banana Wolf stared at the door contemplatively. He was about to say something when the sound of friction came from the corridor. It sounded like an old door being opened. They turned to the sound. It was a room at the end of the corridor. As the door opened, the light showered
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