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Apocalypse: Survive in the last day of the world

Auteur: Terra_Ian
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What is Apocalypse: Survive in the last day of the world

Lisez le roman Apocalypse: Survive in the last day of the world écrit par l'auteur Terra_Ian publié sur WebNovel. “Everyone, today is February 27, 2033.”“Several meteorites continuously fall to every single corner of the world, The scientists found that the meteorite has very dangerous radiation… please everyone ...

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“Everyone, today is February 27, 2033.” “Several meteorites continuously fall to every single corner of the world, The scientists found that the meteorite has very dangerous radiation… please everyone pay attention to their safety and report to the police as soon as you find the meteorite falls near you.” “Violence acts increasing rapidly in this week that caused a lot of trouble. The causes of violent acts are still in investigated by police and doctors.” When Nova sees this news, he knows he f*ck up, as he is very familiar with this kind of dialogue. “What the heck!? So I got transmigrated to the kind of survival in apocalypse world! How Can i survive?!” [Ding! You awaken Luck God (SSS) talent.] [Ding! You awaken Lust God (SSS) talent.] "Oh, It's alright." Please Donate me: ko-fi.com/terraian

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