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In the latter half of the night, Zhang Yiyu woke up hungry. She hadn't eaten anything for a long time; as a ghoul, she didn't need to consume human food, and she wouldn't starve to death even if she ate nothing. But after dinner, she felt an unusual hunger, as if a hidden desire buried deep in her heart had been provoked, and she could no longer suppress it. After finishing everything on her plate, she still wanted more. Seeing the expression of the player next to her who couldn't…-
7.0 M • Ongoing
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【June 1, 1869, Mr. Thorson took the good children—those who learned English and history quickly—to the church for baptism. When the children returned, they exhibited varying degrees of lethargy and chills. The teachers attributed this to travel fatigue.】 【June 2, those children developed high fevers and fell into a strange state of excitement, unable to sleep. Some children experienced hallucinations, seemingly seeing incomprehensible sights and uttering nonsense. After comparing…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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“47, 47...” In the darkness, vague whispers sounded from above, the speed of speech increasing rapidly until they sounded like they were calling Qi Si's real name. Qi Si lay flat and still with his eyes closed, intending not to respond, but the sound was relentless. Initially, it only echoed from the upper bunk, but soon it was right next to his ear, blowing wisps of cold air. Qi Si subtly covered the Pocket Watch of Fate beside his pillow with his hand and slowly…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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After all the players reached the third floor, new rules were refreshed on the system interface: 【6. There will be two bed checks every night, scheduled at midnight and 4 AM. After the lights are turned off at ten o'clock, chatting in the dorm room is prohibited, and turning on the lights without permission is also forbidden.】 Qi Si lifted his eyelids and glanced at the ceiling, but he didn't see any electric lights for illumination, nor did he know how the switching of lights was…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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【instance Name: Red Maple Boarding School】 【instance Type: Team Survival】 【Prerequisite Hint: Disasters repeat themselves, survival is not easy; living is a blessing, death is destiny.】 In front of a massive concrete building, Chang Xu stood solemnly, glancing around, but saw no sign of his teammates. He vaguely felt a bad premonition: this instance would likely be very complex, and the main mission would no longer be the simple, straightforward…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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Jiang Junjue fiddled with the mushroom for half a day but still couldn't make heads or tails of it. A few bolder players also put on gloves and poked around, prodding here and there. Still… nothing happened. Qi Si stood nearby for a moment, then picked up his own bowl and chopsticks and walked to the sink on the cafeteria's west side. The faucet above the basin looked ancient, a style from the seventies or eighties of the last century. The iron spout was mottled with rust; the…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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Qi Si toiled for a long time, getting himself covered in dirt, and finally… cooked all the ingredients. He took out greasy plates from the cupboard, scooped ladlefuls of suspicious paste from the pot, poured it on, and then neatly arranged them on the counter. Looking at the unappetizing dishes, Qi Si felt an inexplicable, faint sense of guilt. Considering that Ms. Medina hadn't asked him to deliver the food, he simply left the kitchen in a mess and walked away with his…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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"There's something wrong with the NPC named '47'." In the silence, Jiang Junjue suddenly spoke, startling Zhang Yiyu. The fourth floor of the school lacked lighting. The long, narrow corridor stretched infinitely in both directions, its end nowhere in sight, reminiscent of a deep, dark tomb passage. The gray cement walls were mottled with suspicious water stains, confining like sealed coffins, and every few steps, a tombstone-like iron door was embedded in the wall. Led…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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Chen Lidong, thinking he had managed Qi Si, pulled Zhou Datong and squeezed next to Jiang Junjue, preparing to gather some clues. Qi Si also moved closer, his expression earnest, conveying the meaning: "Although I don't know what you are doing, Ms. Medina asked me to guide you, so I must complete the task with guaranteed quality and quantity." Having an NPC whose nature—human or ghost—was unknown constantly following them was truly…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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A special identity? So, there are special players in this instance? After hearing the system prompt, the players' eyes filled with calculation; a few looked warily at their companions, likely trying to judge from their expressions whether the other was a holder of a special identity. People do not fear scarcity but inequality. Even if a special identity had no additional effects, the word "special" alone was enough to sentence its holders to death. After all, this was…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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