Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
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
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 14
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 31: Weaving Shadow Nest! Crypt Lord!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 617: Bodhisattva Lowers Its Gaze
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 320: Fate is a Cycle
Awaking from my slumber, I arose and turned my body, only to see Song Han – he was 24 years old and one of my buddies from the previous game. His nickname is Xiao Lang, and he filled the role of an assassin in our group. Furthermore, he was considered the best player in our group.
I knitted my eyebrows. If Song Han and my other buddies, who viewed me as a hero, found out I was evicted today and was forced to sleep on the lawn and wake up drenched with morning dew, I would not be able to bear the shame.
I whispered in a low voice: “Recently, I’ve been learning a new style of high-class martial arts, which requires me to absorb nature – wind, rain, cold, and even the morning dew. As such, I decided to sleep outside yesterday. What brings you here?”
Song Han looks at the toothbrush and bowls next to me. He frowns and says: “No matter how I look at it, you have been evicted. How long did you not pay your rent?”
I shake my head, “It’s all a false image; we are both adults now. We need to look past outer appearances and into the true nature of the situation. Has your ethics teacher not taught you that before?”
Song Han grins, saying: “Brother Xiao Yao, don’t lie to yourself. Was it the stingy old landlady that gave you problems?”
I shake my head again, answering: “How can that be? You’re imagining things…”
At that moment, a door to my right opened, and the landlady poked her head out to look. She acts as if she didn’t see the both of us and said: “Oh, that Li Xiao Yao bugger, he didn’t come home last night. I can ignore it if he didn’t pay the rent, but to not pay the water and electricity bills as well? He even asked for a few days of extension! What has happened to the youths of today? Since their body is so strong, why don’t they go out and work a little? Can’t even pay the rent, no prospects, this kind of people don’t deserve a girlfriend for their entire lifetime!”
I solemnly thought: “You can scold me for being poor, but to insult and curse me to never getting a girlfriend? That’s too cruel!”
Song Ha
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