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
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?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
"Can you speak a bit softly? You're scaring me with the way you talk."
"Oh... I see."
"How did you steal the ore?"
"Steal ore? How did you know I stole ore?"
"Are you drunk?" Kanon laughed, "Didn't you just tell me that?"
Tie Zhu, confused, admitted and asked with a smile, "So, you want to join me in this?"
"Yes, can you tell me how?"
"Of course." Tie Zhu whispered into Kanon's ear, "You just need to swallow the ore, then spit it out when you get home. I've specially trained in this skill and am now very proficient. If you accidentally can't spit it out, it's okay, just look for it in the toilet the next morning, hehehe…"
Hearing this, Kanon couldn't help but roll her eyes.
"You must be drunk. How can you swallow that stuff?"
"Well! What does it matter? As long as you don't eat too much at once, you won't get poisoned. After all, this stuff is used to make..."
Tie Zhu fell asleep mid-sentence, snoring on the chair.
Kanon slapped him twice hard, but he slept like a dead pig, feeling nothing.
"Coward..."
Kanon looked around, took the house key from Tie Zhu's embrace, and left the restaurant without looking back.
After a while, the restaurant finally realized Tie Zhu had passed out.
The owner, a second-class citizen, disdained speaking to Tie Zhu and had to call his subordinates to wake him up.
"Sir, sir?"
Tie Zhu, snoring, ignored the waiter.
The owner shook his head and said, "Just let him pay, he already left his ID to me."
"Okay..."
The waiter, grabbing Tie Zhu's wrist to settle the bill, found out Tie Zhu had racked up a sentence of twenty thousand years for this meal alone. But adding these years would push Tie Zhu's sentence over ten million.
"Boss, this customer's sentence isn't enough."
"Damn, are you new here? Get lost."
The boss came over, put on gloves, and personally added twenty thousand years to Tie Zhu's sentence.
Less than five minutes later, police robots came into the store, put Tie Zhu in a bag, and dragged him out of the door. Since Tie Zhu was drunk, he didn't even have a
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T/N: Hello, I'm currently busy with my exams, so there'll be no updates for 2-3 weeks.