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The full-length mirror, acting as the instance entrance, was placed to the left of the high-backed chair. After Qi Si stared at it for a few seconds, the reflection was replaced by writing: 【Please start your next instance within 7 days. Once the countdown ends, you will be forcibly teleported into an instance.】 Official players could choose when to enter an instance. If Qi Si wanted to, he could even clear one instance every day to…-
7.0 M • Ongoing
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A boy who escaped death? — He looks so majestic! The undead became increasingly hesitant— Could it be... they really made a mistake? "Wait, I'll send someone to investigate immediately. Don't let me find out you're lying to me, or I'll make your life worse than death!" the Undead Leader growled. "Are you afraid not to investigate? Go on, investigate," Shen Ye said, hands on his hips. The Undead Leader pointed out a few capable subordinates and gave them instructions. A few subordinates quickly…-
259 • Ongoing
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After confirming that all the zombies in the room had been cleared, Lu Yan finally turned his attention to the faint ghostly remnants he had stripped from them. Reaching out, he grabbed one of the wandering souls. The face on it wore a dazed, confused expression, lacking even the slightest trace of intelligence—completely unlike the soul of Gongyang Xuanming from the Urban Version, who had shown clear spiritual awareness. With just a slight stir of his mana, Lu Yan could easily see that these…-
3.6 M • Ongoing
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“What kind of gifts will they prepare for me?” Obito couldn’t help but wonder during his lunch break. His birthday was less than a week away, and he felt that Muzuki, Rin Nohara, and the others must have already prepared his gifts. “Guy’s gift will probably be a tracksuit,” Obito guessed. It wasn’t that he thought Might Guy was careless with gifts and just gave everyone tracksuits; Obito felt that Might Guy simply loved…-
13.2 M • Ongoing
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“Feed you once and you come begging every single time…” It was almost noon, yet the sky remained as dim as dawn; any sense of the hour blurred, and anyone caught in the murk felt listless, drowsy, half-alive. Qi Si had just woken. For once he actually went downstairs and, in a snack-bar about to close for the morning, bought breakfast. He hadn't planned to eat—waiting until evening and solving all three meals with one packet of instant noodles was clearly more economical. But the…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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He Xisi’s eyeballs darted around, and he suddenly charged towards Zhang Xiaoyi who was standing nearby. “Kill one first if you can!” He said with a sinister smile. Xiao Mengyu indeed rushed forward, stood in front of Zhang Xiaoyi, and shouted with a sword: “Stop!” He Xisi suddenly abandoned Zhang Xiaoyi and leaped up like a large eagle, disappearing into the distance with a few bounds. “Hahahaha!” He laughed wildly, “Xiao Mengyu, next time if you have the guts, fight me alone!” As…
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259 • Ongoing
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From the very beginning, Lu Yan had never considered obediently handing over his storage pouch for inspection by the Green Wu Sect disciples. Other cultivators might have a few demonic artifacts or practice a minor demonic secret art. At most, they'd be hiding a corpse puppet in their pouch. Strictly speaking, these things weren’t enough to pass inspection, but they didn’t necessarily mark someone as a demonic cultivator either. But the contents of Lu Yan’s storage pouch? If exposed, it…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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After discussing for a while at the Tuanzi Shop, Obito and the others still couldn't decide on a group gift, so they decided to ask other teachers at the Ninja Academy and Muzuki's friends before making a final decision. After parting ways, Obito first went home for dinner, and after eating, he returned to the streets of the Main urban area. Actually, even before this gathering, Obito had thought of giving Muzuki something, so he…
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13.2 M • Ongoing
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Because the stage is filled with evil spirits, The light blinded the people's eyes. —Volume III: Light and Evil He dusted off his suit and stared suspiciously at the decorative patterns on the wooden door in front of him. He didn't know where this place was; the cramped corridors twisted and turned a thousand times, and the dark corners were littered with Puppet parts and exaggeratedly colored stage costumes, looking very much like a third-rate horror game from over a decade…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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Shen Ye finished his meal, moved around a bit, then began to rest. Midnight, twelve o'clock. Everything around him disappeared. Shen Ye found himself sitting in a spacious office in the museum. His classmates were all around him. The "anomaly" was gone! Shen Ye felt something and raised his hand to look. Seven crimson vertical lines. One of them gradually disappeared. A faint light gathered and formed a line of small text: "Six days remain until your duel with the Skinner." A sense of urgency welled up in…
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259 • Ongoing
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