Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 300: Collector
The middle-aged man turned to look at the muscular back but was glared back. The encounter ended awkwardly. The muscular man stood up and offered to start the watch. He urged the rest to sleep early.
The muscular man’s vigil would go from 10 pm to 12 midnight. There were 6 hours left after that. After discussing with the rest, Jiang Cheng would stay up from 12 midnight to 2 am; the middle-aged would take the shift from 2 am to 4 am; Fatty would stay up from 4 am to 6 am.
The muscular man found a thick blanket and settled down beside the fireplace. The flame cast his face occasionally in the shadow.
Jiang Cheng lay on the sofa next to Fatty’s. The middle-aged man stayed on the other side of the living room, away from them.
“Brother,” Fatty stretched his neck over to whisper, “Are you asleep?”
Jiang Cheng turned around to show him his back. Jiang Cheng stayed up for the two hours the muscular man took the vigil. Other than the sound of wood burning, nothing happened. When it was time, the muscular man walked over to ‘wake up’ Jiang Cheng.
“Be on alert when you’re on the watch. Shout to wake us up if something happens.” The muscular man added as if in worry, “Those things have a higher chance of happening after midnight.”
“What things?” Jiang Cheng stood up to ask.
The muscular man’s face dimmed, but he still answered in a whisper, “Supernatural things.” After a quick exchange, the man took the sofa Jiang Cheng vacated. Jiang Cheng walked over to the fireplace and continued the shift.
The surrounding was quiet. Other than Fatty’s occasional snores, there was no other sound. The middle-aged man and the muscular man had their eyes closed. They looked like they were asleep, but Jiang Cheng suspected they were just pretending, like how he had been earlier.
Two hours later, Jiang Cheng walked to the other side of the living room and shook the middle-aged man awake. They didn’t have much time to talk. Jiang Cheng went back to sleep while the middle-aged man took a few sips from the bottle of mineral water and went
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