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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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585 Chs

82nd Section: Purification and Conclusion_3

Malin was stunned for a moment.

"It seems like I made a big profit on this deal," he said somewhat embarrassedly, looking at the girls.

"That's right, you did make a big profit, aren't you satisfied, Mr. Malin?" Faye asked, hands on her hips and pouting.

Malin naturally shook his head, knowing better than to be cheeky when fortune favored him: "I... I'm not quite sure what to say."

While Malin was still pondering how to craft his victory speech, Maya flipped an elf's body over, then rushed over quickly: "Brother! This guy is still alive!"

Malin could feel the girls' displeasure, but their leader, Faye, raised her eyebrows: "Forget it, first think about your victory speech." This girl was quick to pick up new terms Malin used in his novels, then took Maya's hand: "Come on, let's go heal the lucky one."

Since the girls were going together, Malin prepared to follow them.

Then he saw Shela and Selena dragging Jason out from some tall grass: "Is he still alive?"