Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 969: White Bone Divine Lord
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.13 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 342 - The Foundational Battle Over 600 Years Ago
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 38.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1229- Cloud Peak defense system
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 643.2: The Temple Master Isn't Invincible, the Great Sword Immortal Has Already Entered the City - Part 2
According to the description provided by the system, Scenario quests, unlike other quests, transported the Players to a pocket dimension for the required duration. While there, the Players were given roles to play until the quest was complete.
Bai Zhi opened his eyes to find himself in a large, dimly-lit room. It looked like something that belonged in an old, dilapidated villa.
There was a downpour going on outside, and the howling wind violently rattled the broken window on the first floor* as it sent wave after wave of rain splashing through the opening. A single candle on a coffee table tried desperately to hold on to the flame atop it that flickered as the wind buffeted it around mercilessly.
After he regained control of his body, Bai Zhi did nothing more than observe his surroundings for a minute.
Between the flickering light of the candle and the sporadic flashes of lightning outside, he was able to make out what the rest of the villa looked like.
This place had clearly been neglected for ages, and the floor was littered with broken items of various kinds. In the center of the room were several couches arranged in a circle, creating a pocket that was safe from the wind, while next to them were four hiking backpacks carelessly strewn on the floor. The coffee table with the candle was also laden with snacks.
Other than Bai Zhi, there were three other people in the room. They consisted of a pair of fashionably-dressed girls who huddled together and a young man who sat alone on one of the couches.
Perhaps university students who had come on a hike together but found themselves trapped by the storm? The objective is to survive until daylight in an isolated villa on the mountain... so what could be the source of danger in this scenario...?
Bai Zhi glanced at the phone in his hand—it was not his, and the lock screen displayed a picture he didn't recognize. His mind quickly went to work piecing together what he knew and what he observed in his surroundings.
The last thing he expected was for the man on the s
…
We are unable to load the verification.
Please unblock any scripts or login to continue reading.
*Ground floor in British English (just in case anyone is confused).
This chapter was made possible in part through the support of my Patrons, olivertwisted, Bob Oakley, KoonSquad_Doge, PikaPower, Kenny Calderon, and Radical Dragon. Thank you!
Becoming a Patron allows readers to read ahead without using tokens. Click here to learn more.