Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
The meal was lavish. Perhaps because it was free. Jiang Cheng took a serving of everything. Jiang Cheng had a braised chicken thigh in his mouth while he peeled off the shell of a crabfish with his fingers. The shells on his plate piled up like a small mountain, “Fatty, you should eat some.”
Fatty sighed. He was helpless around Jiang Cheng. He had no appetite, so he picked up a piece of cornbread and munched on it slowly. “Doctor,” He looked around and whispered, “Do you think… This is the real world?” It sounded like Fatty had been holding this question in his heart for a long time. He pressed his lips and continued, “If it’s not… How come everything here feels so real? But…”
“But if it is, how can we explain the supernatural events that are happening, right?” Jiang Cheng spat out the bones.
“That’s right.”
Jiang Cheng used the free napkin and looked Fatty, “I’ve thought about it before. If the essence of the nightmare realm is an aberration of time and space, every time we push open the door, we come to a place that someone has experienced in their real life.”
Fatty was confused, “Doctor, what do you mean?”
“If everything is in the past, we can’t change the ending anymore. In other words, our arrival doesn’t affect this world.”
“I still don’t get it…”
Jiang Cheng interrupted him. He stared at the door.
“But we’re changing this place, aren’t we? Look around us. How can a place like this exist in the real world? This place…” He paused, and his tone shifted, “It’s like it has been specially prepared for us.”
Fatty’s pupils narrowed. “You mean someone has prepared this world for us?”
“I don’t know. I don’t have enough evidence to support my hypothesis.”
Jiang Cheng pulled out two clean napkins, folded them and put them in his shirt pocket. He was careful and precise. The man gave Fatty the feeling of a robot. His every axle and gear was operating perfectly.
“Fatty,” Jiang Cheng’s sudden words startled Fatty.
“Doctor,” Fatty nodded. “I’m listening.”
“Have you ever wondered… about the outside world?” Jia
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