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!
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
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
"Thanks."
Gu Yi nodded and left the gambling house under Er Gou's watchful eye.
Er Gou finally took out a voice recorder, merely as a warning.
Since Gu Yi decided to work with Er Gou, he had to accept Er Gou's constraints.
The conversation between Gu Yi and Er Gou clearly violated the set of A-level rules. If Er Gou released this recording, Gu Yi would undoubtedly be captured by the robots.
Whether Er Gou would be punished was another matter.
The night had deepened.
Gu Yi glanced at the wall clock. It was already 11 p.m. Instead of wandering outside, he returned to the Dark steet.
To his dismay, the cardboard bed he had painstakingly assembled was gone.
"Damn, someone stole the cardboard?"
Gu Yi cursed under his breath and began to wander around, looking for more cardboard.
...
"If you keep dawdling like this, don't bother coming to work anymore. You're really asking for a beating!"
It was 10 p.m., and Kanon had just finished her day's work.
She had never done physical labor before and had no advantage compared to the seasoned workers.
While others could finish their work in ten hours, she needed to work overtime for two more hours to complete hers.
Leaving the mine, Kanon returned the breathing apparatus. After a twelve-hour shift, she had only earned a nine-year sentence reduction.
"Damn it, how can people live here..."
Kanon sat at the corner, on the verge of falling asleep from exhaustion.
She had intended to continue tracking Er Gou today, but he had eluded her with his twists and turns, almost making her dizzy. It seemed she had misjudged him.
Er Gou was an expert. With her poor physical condition and skills, she had no chance of following him.
Kanon squatted by the roadside, crying out of frustration.
She hadn't expected the world to be so harsh. Having never faced such difficulties, she was on the brink of a mental breakdown after just one day.
"It's so cold..."
It was the middle of the night, and the cold wind howled through the streets. She went to the Dark street hoping to find a
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