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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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709 Chs

Chapter Thirty-Four: Escape by the Skin of One's Teeth_2

"Count me in," Jon, lying on a chair with a mouthful of blood, said as he tended to his injury — he had finally woken from his dazed state, realizing that his life had been pulled back from hell by Malin himself, and the young man very much wanted to express his gratitude to Malin.

As for the mouthful of glass shards — Jon, being the second heir to the family, truly felt after the day's events that life was more precious than anything. With life, a mouthful of glass shards could be cleaned up; without it, even a mouthful of gold teeth would be useless.

"Our family will also provide a reward. Without you, we would have run headfirst into that trap set by the different kind, and everyone would have died," Leonidas added.