Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Behind the couch, a trembling figure crouched with his hands on his head, desperately trying to make himself as small as possible.
Cheng Wen could hear the things growling outside—they seemed to have made it to the door and were threatening to rush into the house at any moment...
Those things were unnatural abominations that did not belong in the world. It was bad enough that they looked horrifying on their own and acted with pure malevolence, but the way they swarmed, like a sick tide, was a sight guaranteed to give anyone nightmares.
The pace at which they advanced was slow, but Cheng Wen was trapped inside with no way out. All he could do was watch in despair as the hostile wave surged inexorably toward him.
As much as he wanted to escape, there was nothing he could do. The front door could not even be locked, so he was unable to mount the most basic defense.
Coming...
They're coming...
The horrible noises they made were getting louder, filling his ears...
As he felt an icy-cold sensation creeping along his scalp, Cheng Wen could only sit in abject horror and total despair as he waited for the inevitable end.
What happened... to this world?
Why... did such monstrosities come into existence?
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What would a poor person do if they suddenly found themselves rich?
Bai Zhi couldn't speak for anyone else, but what he wanted, in his present situation, was a new place to stay, pronto.
The apartment he was renting now, above the street food alley, was very affordable, but that was it's only virtue. The worst thing about it was the lack of air conditioning. Although fall was around the corner, the ambient temperature remained as high as ever, and Bai Zhi's cellphone chimed daily with the amber alerts that the government issued about the heat.
In fact, the temperature was not only high, but seemed to be climbing slowly, too, which could have been related to the proliferation of supernatural entities.
Part of the reason that the other "Bai Zhi" used to pulled all-nighters at the internet café was the free a
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*Air-conditioning unit. Air-con in British English.
**A solitaire card game.
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