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
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
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
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
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*Ground floor in British English (just in case anyone is confused).
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