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March Into Hell

From that day on, secret realms descended upon the world. Bizarre creatures cried out for nourishment, and strange rules lay in wait for the fortunate. These individuals were lured by supernatural abilities and treasures, entering the game for wealth and power. Yet soon, they would go mad with the roles they played, consumed by the savagery. But he was different, always relishing the thrill of fear, savoring the joy of despair. In the razor-sharp twists of fate, "Fantastic, thrilling!" he exclaimed. Then he turned around, smiling and even more expectant— Striding towards hell. [Modern mysteries, rule replicas, heartwarming healing, Sbarazzi.]

I added mushrooms for you. · Urbano
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480 Chs

Engraved in the mind_3

The man in black cursed under his breath but still managed to stand up by bracing himself against the bedhead, staggering forward step by step, snatched the paper, and looked it over with an impatient expression before cursing again.

"Such terrible handwriting..."

Despite this, he persisted, squinting his somewhat blurry eyes, and began to stutter the words.

"March 22, 14:09.

"Considering that...α2...2103...469 could mutate at any moment, at which time most electronic devices will be destroyed or malfunction...

"So I've decided...to complete the following work records with a pen.

"It's been 3 hours since the Secret Realm outbreak, five Vanguards have entered in succession, yet the cleanup has not been completed.

"But I believe the situation is still under Li Qingming's control. He is the best choice for the current circumstances. Low-quality reinforcements would only interfere with his efforts.