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    • by Cristae — 534 (Hunter Academy High School Side Story 1) Graduation Ceremony Hunter Academy High School. The day of the first graduation ceremony. There had been twists and turns, but Hunter Academy High School was, officially, a recognized institution. Yet if you were to ask whether this place was truly a “school,” you’d get a different answer from everyone you asked. The principal, for one, would roll his eyes and dodge the question, and the other teachers would hardly be any different. Still,…
    • by Cristae —   Boom!   At the officer’s command, everyone charged off like a herd of wild donkeys breaking loose.   Yamada was left standing at the rear, languidly calling after them, “Hey~ everyone~ don’t relax too much~ lunchtime is also…”   But the others were already hundreds of meters away, too far to hear his feeble muttering.   A group once utterly exhausted suddenly burst forth with unstoppable energy, each showing off their own skills, using every trick at their…
    • by Cristae — Meanwhile, Yi Zheng made her way around the hot springs, distributing desserts to the edge of the 45°C pool. Allen, perfectly comfortable and content, leaned on the side and grinned. “I’ll take the double-skin milk.”Gray propped himself up. “Double-skin milk, thanks.” Yi Zheng handed two bowls of red bean double-skin milk to the brothers. “Here you go, you two.” Allen waved her off. “Give them both to him. I don’t like sweets.” Gray lounged back on a rock, cheerfully…
    • by Cristae — Si Zhiyan picked up two skewers of Japanese charcoal-grilled teriyaki chicken and handed one to Bian Xu. Bian Xu took a bite, his eyes lighting up. “So tender!” Si Zhiyan smiled. “Naturally.” He explained, “The farm doesn’t really have traditional livestock or poultry. The chicken dishes are all made from immature Nightmare Roast Wings, using the mid-joint and drumette meat, so the texture is always fresh and juicy. Fortunately, the pieces from the Nightmare Roast Wings are big enough…
    • by Cristae — “Sir.” Everyone respectfully backed away. Shi He lowered his head in a slight bow—without lessening his foot’s pressure on Qi Zhi in the least. Si Zhiyan lifted his chin slightly. Shi He hesitated, then ultimately obeyed, slowly releasing the woman. Wang Jinyu immediately crawled over and clung to Qi Zhi. Yet Qi Zhi did not attempt to escape.She propped herself up, tidied her disheveled hair, remained kneeling on the ground, and raised her head, breathless, to look at Si…
    • by Cristae — Si Zhiyan counted the money he had on hand and felt it was rather tight. He asked, “What do you want to do?” Gu Ying took a deep breath and bowed. “I… I would also like to rent a room from you.” “To open a café.” Si Zhiyan pondered for a moment, then looked up and said, “That’s a risky venture. Have you thought it through?” Gu Ying nodded. “…Yes, Mr. Si, I’ve thought very carefully about it.” It was clear she was a person with ideas, and her mind was made…
    • by Cristae — Si Zhiyan was just about to retreat when he suddenly slammed on the brakes, forcing himself to halt in place.The minehounds would not go mad without reason; surely, he had triggered some kind of threat to them.…But what was it?The instant the thought occurred to him, Si Zhiyan was struck by a sudden realization:It was the act of withdrawal!He had just been lost in his own reflections, had just finished petting the minehound, and was about to stand up and make a trip back to the farm.It was this subtle…
    • by Cristae — The monster raised its twisted limbs, erupting in a light as blistering as the midday sun.The one who should have died was Qiu Youqing, but Teacher Lin pushed her aside. The light detonated, and in the blink of an eye swallowed Teacher Lin whole. “Lin Ma!!!” Qiu Youqing used all her strength to try and shield Teacher Lin, but Old Shen's hands clamped down like iron pincers, dragging her away. As the brightness faded, Teacher Lin's body, under the intense heat, charred and withered, twisting…
    • by Cristae — In the darkness, the little cat purred contentedly, licking away, mouthful by mouthful. Ssshhh. Ssshhh. In the darkness, Gu Ying’s faint voice sounded: “In her room, there were piles and piles of boxes.” “She never knew what was inside them…” “The next day, she rushed downstairs, gently placed the small-bodied Milk Tea into her bike basket, rode her electric bike as fast as it could go, sped to the pet hospital. While riding, frantically making calls to ask, she finally found…
    • by Cristae — After that day, the amusement park entered a period of stable operation. Although to call it “stable” wasn't entirely accurate.The popularity of the amusement park had far exceeded all expectations; it was full to bursting every day. Waiting times of several dozen minutes for each attraction were considered short, yet none of this diminished the general enthusiasm in the slightest.People came from all corners of the famine game, struggling to squeeze into the park with bright anticipation and wonder…
    • by Cristae — 451 Fragment Collection (3) “Yes… then….” Daniel’s questions continued. But aside from Uncle Chris and Aunt Luise, Kang Tae-woo couldn’t remember much. Daniel asked about life in the cult village at the time. Kang Tae-woo did his best to answer, but honestly, even to an observer, there wasn’t much of value in what he said. Perhaps realizing this himself, by the time the final question came, he seemed somewhat dispirited. In fact— “Uh, so… I might have looked at the…
    • by Cristae — Zhong Manwen opened the door and stretched lazily. Liu Zhengchu was holding a stack of documents, followed by three admin-uniformed service players, as they walked past her room:“Commander Nie gave special instructions—population and industry statistics need to be expedited. It’ll be a long day for you all… Ah, Ms. Zhong, good morning.” The group noticed Zhong Manwen, and each of them bowed courteously, their tone both warm and respectful. “Hey.” Zhong Manwen smiled in reply, waving…
    • by Cristae — How many credits?Si Zhiyan’s brow flickered as he looked at Liang Qingshuang.He nodded slightly. “Tell me what happened.”There was hope! Joy flashed between Liang’s brows as he recounted the blood sacrifice at the hot spring and the plight of the Spring Grass Mercenary Corps in full detail.Four hundred trapped players!An elite, battle-hardened mercenary group!Si Zhiyan’s tapping fingers paused for a beat on the arm of his chair.There was no reason to refuse.Liang Qingshuang drew a breath and…
    • by Cristae — 491 Aerial Aquarium (3) A black SUV sped down the road stretching from Los Angeles to Las Vegas. Let us turn our attention to the city in question—Las Vegas. Of course, with a gigantic fish floating above the city, the mood could hardly be described as pleasant. The moment the monster appeared, evacuation efforts began swiftly, but with a population numbering in the hundreds of thousands, it was impossible for everyone to leave the city at once. Moreover, Las Vegas was teeming with tourists. In…
    • by Cristae — The players surged forward as one. Sha Tong was shouting, though he could barely hear himself; the wind howled past shrouded in mist, heart pounding so hard he felt it would leap from his throat, a metallic taste flooding his mouth. Seven years! He had survived in the Famine game for seven years. Everyone alive by now was steeped in battle. Sha Tong thought he had long grown numb. Yet in this moment, it felt just like the first time he barged into a dungeon—blood rushing, vision surging red,…
    • by Cristae — Hot springs, milk, ice cream…Take some time to enjoy life. When Si Zhiyan finished speaking, the place was immediately plunged into utter silence. The mercenaries of the Spring Grass Mercenary Group stood like wooden statues at the mouth of the cave, their minds unable to process what was happening. Just two hours ago, they had been utterly despondent, their stomachs rumbling with hunger. Each man had written his last words, knowing full well that no one would ever read them.Two hours later,…
    • by Cristae — What was he saying? Si Zhiyan struggled to focus, but he couldn’t make out a word. All he could see was a wash of crimson. Bian Xu’s voice grew fainter and fainter, until it disappeared entirely from his ears. "…I…" Hazy words drifted past his ear. Their connection still wasn’t enough. That vague, indistinct barrier continued to block Si Zhiyan’s consciousness. ……………… The vision ended. Si Zhiyan opened his eyes; the sky was on the cusp of dawn. After a full…
    • by Cristae — —It’s angry. Could the , the servant of the Principal God, even feel anger? Many players, almost reflexively, felt their legs go weak; yet by sheer luck or will, they managed to grab the rampart and stopped themselves from collapsing to their knees. Buzz!! The ’s twisted pupil constricted instantly, like an abyss drawing inward.Before the enormous eyeball, tongues of fire shot forth like meteors, blanketing the sky, plummeting to earth! It was making a personal move. In an instant,…
    • by Cristae — Chapter 157: Good Brothers Don’t Seem to Act Like This Qi Yu felt as though he had spent an especially joyful day in the Golden Sand Desert. He was led by Dan Xingyu on a tour of the entire grand palace. It was truly beautiful. In his heart, this glittering, golden mansion was only a little less wonderful than his own treehouse—a ranking based solely on his deep affection for his home, which outweighed any aesthetic judgment. In the afternoon, he followed Dan Xingyu beyond the borders of…
    • by Cristae — Chapter 91: The Golden Apple Sapling Sprouts He hadn’t slept well last night. When Qi Yu woke up in the morning, he sat on the edge of the bed, a little dazed. It seemed as though he had been scolded in a dream, though he couldn’t be sure—he had forgotten everything. He yawned, bleary-eyed, staring at the rain outside the window. When his little house had been upgraded, the glass windows had come with curtains, but Qi Yu rarely bothered to draw them. After a moment to collect himself,…
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