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 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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