Author: Oilinstor

[I consumed 1N.] The world rewound again. Yu Yusheng appeared in a forest of jagged rocks. A monster lunged at him, but the next moment, the man vanished from the spot. The monster stared blankly at its palm striking the ground, kicking up rings of dust. After three teleports, Yu Yusheng quickly reached the foot…

{Good job!} Amidst Team Leader Fu’s praise, the passageway that had expanded in an instant enveloped Joan, only to be torn apart immediately. –Joan got out safely. Lucky her this time.- –You’re next, Wang Dingshan. Come over.- –What about you?- –I’ll get out the same way in a bit.- But the flashing cubes were gradually…

Han Mingxiao handed a wooden garnet pendant to Jiao Ma. The girl took it in surprise, never expecting such an extraordinary encounter tonight. It eased some of the grievances she had suffered today, bringing a bit of comfort to her lonely night. –Is this your personal item?- The girl’s sparkling eyes fixed on the man…

In Wang Dingshan’s hand, the scratch-off card—like a dark red monster’s hide—slowly opened a pair of drowsy, flat diamond-shaped eyes. {Three times daily, one person each time. Donation of 1N principal.} {Two scratches available today.} –Right, I’ve already used my one chance.– Wang Dingshan slapped his forehead. –That leaves just two draws for you two.–…

Yang Zicang stepped out of the sub-ether channel. As he barely took in the ruined cityscape in the distance, he heard a voice behind him: –The last one’s here too.- He turned around and saw four figures—three men and one woman—standing beneath a few broken stone slabs. –Hey there, you’re the new member, right? I’m…

In the office, the glow tube shook violently. Under the watchful eyes of Jiao Ma and others, the orange light of the glow tube suddenly burst with cyan arcs. Yang Zicang felt a mild stinging in his head, and in his consciousness, the distant black mass exploded with a bang, his mental perspective weaving through…

Zoro wore a sly, knowing grin and said with a smirk, –First, how much is your ‘little bit of Xu Ling Chronos’? Let me see the gap between our groups.- –Hmm.- Yang Zicang placed one hand on the table before his chest and rested the other under his chin. He took a close look at…

A fair-skinned woman, casually wearing a white jacket-style ladies’ uniform over a pair of tight athletic pants, walked through the corridor where warm lights reflected off the walls until she reached the door. –Hmm?– She tilted her head slightly, casting a glance back down the hallway she had just traversed. An inexplicable wisp of melancholy…

After a night, the morning sunlight spilled onto a silver-scaled, plump fish lying on the deck. Its bulging eyes reflected four figures—Hong Haocheng, Zhang Miao, and two men with wet, disheveled hair. –Come on. This time it’s two hundred years. Talk it over between yourselves.– Hong Haocheng’s voice was deep. –……– Half an hour later,…

Three psychic alchemy objects slowly floated and rotated in the air. Yang Zicang first looked at the crystal glasses, which had a fairly decent appearance. He wondered if wearing them to see Miss Xu Aiyuan would reduce the natural influence of her ability. The thought barely surfaced before Yang Zicang shook his head and dismissed…