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
“Is it because the mission is coming to an end?” Zhou Taifu frowned.
“That should be the case.” Xu Wen glanced at the education block before them, and a trace of anxiety appeared on her face. “We murdered someone right before their eyes, but no one responded.”
…
Two hours ago, in Room 404.
“Doctor,” Fatty was shocked as he saw Jiang Cheng pull a camera out from under the bed, “When did you put this there? I didn’t even know.”
Jiang Cheng held the camera and clicked on the screen. “Are you blaming me? I’ll tell you one week in advance next time.”
Fatty, “...”
However, Fatty was already immune to Jiang Cheng’s jabs after hanging out with him for so long. He soon wiggled over. “Doctor, when will we depart?”
“We’ll wait a bit more.”
“But time will not wait for us.” Fatty glanced out the window anxiously. The sky was light. The other groups had already left. “The time limit is tomorrow midnight. If we fail to find the clues by then…”
At that moment, Jiang Cheng’s body shook uncontrollably, interrupting Fatty. Fatty stared at Jiang Cheng, and he realised how pale Jiang Cheng was. “Doctor, are you alright?”
Jiang Cheng silently put down the camera and slowly returned to normal. “Fatty,” Jiang Cheng began slowly, “I know why there wasn’t any death yesterday.”
The change in the subject was so sudden that Fatty needed time to catch up. He asked in a whisper, “Why?”
Jiang Cheng passed the camera over. Due to the angle, the video focused on the people’s legs and feet. Fatty frowned, not knowing what Jiang Cheng meant. Until…
He saw a pair of sports shoes among the seven pairs of legs. The person was walking on tip-toe. The gait was extremely light.
“This is…” Fatty gripped the camera as he stared at the screen. He gasped, “Luo Yi?!” He suddenly realised something, “The person who died yesterday was Luo Yi! The current Luo Yi… is a ghost!” Fatty whipped his head towards Jiang Cheng. The latter was looking through the videos, deleting them as he went.
“You… you knew this yesterday, right?” Fatty said agitatedly, “T
…
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