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My House of Horrors

The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. "Landlord, is this what you meant by 'the house can be a little crowded at night'‽"

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A Miracle Draw?

Dịch giả: Lonelytree Biên tập viên: Millman97

The night rain slipped through his collar and chilled Chen Ge's skin. He stood at the fringe of the plantation and stared at the message on his phone. In the slot where he could choose the Trial Missions, there was a new option—Coffin Village!

A three-star scenario is still too difficult for me. The Third Sick Hall is also a three-star scenario. Without Zhang Ya, I would have died then.

Since the difficulty was three-star, this meant that the scenario possibly had more than one Red Specter. Based on the information Chen Ge had, the only source of threat to a Red Specter was another Red Specter.

The Trial Missions given by the black phone are more than just a mission. I need to consider the other variables both in real life and in the future. I cannot rush into this. Chen Ge hesitated. Well, I have a week to think. Perhaps Zhang Ya will wake up in a few days. If that happens, I will not hesitate to take the mission.

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