Chapters
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Last night, Qi Si asked Yuna, "Now that things have come to this, I'm curious what your wish is. To create a sea area belonging solely to you outside of reality and crown yourself king here?" Yuna smiled and gestured: "That was their wish." The slaves firmly believed in the existence of the Sea God, leaping into the ocean in despair like antelopes jumping off a cliff to their deaths. They used their lives as sacrifices, and their collective thoughts built a long dream from…-
7.0 M • Ongoing
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Angela knew she wasn't a good person. She always considered herself smart, and smart people often knew how to leverage advantages to seize benefits, inevitably doing things that weren't entirely moral. As the family's illegitimate daughter, hidden from view, she was brought to her father's home at sixteen. She was astonished by the surrounding extravagance but knew clearly she could never touch that wealth. This was unfair. She was unwilling to accept it. Why should she, gifted and intelligent,…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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Crises emerged one after another, rules were riddled with traps, and experience didn't necessarily work. In the face of death, everyone was equal; there was no distinction between newcomers and veterans. The conversation between Qi Si and Lu Li brought the hidden horrors into the light. With just a bit of association, one could think: if even players of that level died inexplicably, what about the others? Triggering the minimum death toll mechanism was undoubtedly the…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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When Chang Xu opened his eyes, the bell of the Clock Tower in the distance struck the fourth chime. He sat up straight from the bed, his whole body feeling as if it had fallen apart, his waist and back suspiciously aching, just as if he had sat stiffly on a hard bench all night. Feeling puzzled, he tilted his head slightly and saw Qi Si sitting on the bed next to him, head lowered, fiddling with the watch on his left wrist. There were also a man and a woman standing…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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Pustulent yellow eyes occupied half the sky, drawing the entire island into their field of vision. A gentle breeze carried the sound of singing from afar; fish-scale-like shadows floated on the fog-shrouded sea surface, and the floating corpses of the wrongly dead, having come from afar to pay homage to the gods, prostrated themselves piously. Countless fragmented thoughts flooded into his mind, nearly occupying his original rational thinking and becoming his entire perception. His consciousness…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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In the room on the second floor of the hotel, the oil painting that Qi Si had wrapped in a bedsheet and thrown into a corner that morning was rehung on the wall. Below it, the bedsheets lay in a crumpled heap. A small corner of the bedsheet was caught between the frame and the wall, like a lotus root whose fibers still clung, making one suspect that the painting had climbed onto the wall itself and then shaken off the bedsheet. The composition of the painting was stark black and white;…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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“Someone tried to kill me... No, he already killed me.” Lu Li was helped by the long-haired youth to sit on a chair, leaving a trail of shocking red bloodstains along the way. His face was paper-white from blood loss, but his speech was clear: “That person came from behind me and hit my head with a heavy object—I think he must have smashed the back of my skull. I used an item to transfer the fatal injury from my head, which saved my life.” He placed a statue, only half the size of a…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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"I told Yuna that if she didn't let Uncle Zhang and me go, I would smash that painting." Liu Yuhan sat on a low stool, hiding herself in the shadow of the corner, her eyes behind her lenses staring blankly at the ceiling. "She seemed to care a lot about that painting. I let Uncle Zhang go first and used the painting as a shield to cover our retreat. She kept a two-step distance from me the whole time. It wasn't until I backed out of the kitchen that she finally couldn't help herself…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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The beach was densely covered with fish corpses, white dead fish, each as long as a person, lined up stiffly, looking like human corpses from afar. —Of course, these fish might have been human to begin with. The Clock Tower bell had already chimed seven times, and there were still four hours until dinner. Qi Si let Chang Xu go ahead, and the two approached the shore, one behind the other. Waves crashed against the beach, making a "whooshing" sound. From time to…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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The footage cut off abruptly, maliciously zooming in on the fish-headed humanoid monster. Qi Si was so repulsed he let out a soft hiss of disgust. Chang Xu had seen the same scene. He analysed calmly: "Those images were the clue tied to the Clock Tower. Yuna can control minds; you mustn't look into her eyes. The fish-men on the island used to be human; the transformation probably happens by jumping into the sea." "After the monsters eat people, their scales moult into…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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