AD CH91
Actually, it wasn’t just Shan Yu who was looking forward to the New Year; Chen Jian was too. This was...
AD CH90
Shan Yu sat in front of the reptile enclosure, crocheting Chen Jian’s scarf. Through the glass, he could see Er...
ICSST CH181.2: Gathering
The Whalers’ Association member who transplanted this relic probably only focused on its size, thinking it would be easy to...
ICSST CH181.1: Gathering
Papers were scattered all over the town. The man who walked out of the small door had an increasingly ugly...
ICSST CH180: Instinct
The [Little Alarm Clock] clearly displayed the current time: 23:59. There was only one minute left until the advent of...
ICSST CH179.2: Farewell
… Across the street, a huge billboard displayed the time. At 2:57 p.m., Zhou Qi’an arrived on this street. In...
ICSST CH179.1: Farewell
What the hell? Whoever’s name is written dies? Are you the Grim Reaper? Meeting their gazes, Zhou Qi’an waved his...
ICSST CH178: The King of Hell’s Roll Call
Shen Zhiyi had always admired the devouring ability of Zhou Qi’an’s family, having personally certified that both he and his...
AD CH89
It was the same small motel from the other day. When Chen Jian came here again, in just a few...
AD CH88.2
“It’s been over ten years,” Chen Jian said. “That felt good!” Sanbing clapped his hands. “Your aunt and uncle really…...