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Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

For a long time, Malin always felt that Fate had been quite generous to him. Although he had to face that life-threatening job every day, as long as he had the lovely Leopard Girl cooking delicious food for him daily, and as long as there was meat to eat and cats to stroke, life wasn't too unbearable. Working a bit harder and facing some difficulties on the job weren't really an issue for a man. Moreover, being able to live two lives meant one shouldn't have too high demands, right, Mr. Different-Kind? Having said that, and without waiting for an answer, the young man snapped his fingers, and the white flame on his fingertip lit the tobacco in his other hand, then he flicked it towards the non-human entity on the stake. Welcome to Abield, to witness the last splendor of the steampunk era. And the madness.

Half-step Purgatory · Sci-fi
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715 Chs

Chapter 242: I Have a Dream (1)

Malin sat on the field for half an hour, during which no one came down to trouble him. The presence of the World Tree Sapling caused many people a great deal of headache—whether to enter the field to prove their innocence or to seek their own death was a very serious proposition.

Ultimately, Malin had no choice but to get off the field. Logan and Cohen looked listless, and upon asking, it was revealed that Malin's first opponent had come too quickly, and as soon as an opponent entered, the betting pool would refuse further bets, allowing only those who had already wagered to raise their bets.

Thus, they failed to grasp the opportunity to win big, and as soon as the nature of Malin's weapon was exposed, no one was willing to enter the field anymore.