Darius Supreme - Chapter 362

Betrayed and murdered by his closest friend, Halo thought death was his final punishment, until he woke inside Damnation of the Gods, a brutal game he’d barely played.This world is rotting with Sinners and monsters wear human skin.And the so-called hero? His holy crusade will only finish what the gods started, the world’s destruction.Armed with the knowledge of the game’s true ending, Halo must hunt the hero before destiny collapses again.But can a damned soul defy fate without losing what’s left of his humanity?This isn’t a game anymore. It’s his second death waiting to happen.—WARNING: THIS NOVEL MIGHT CONTAIN DEPICTIONS OF VIOLENCE AND SCENES THAT MAY BE UPSETTING FOR SOME READERS.

Zhang Su, an ordinary man leading an ordinary life, wakes up one day to the sudden outbreak of zombies.He and his girlfriend are stuck in their room and as food and water run out, they need to find a way to survive.“Wake-up rush actually made me see cannibalism, I'll go nap a bit more!”

Necromancer】, Originating from ancient Europe, these mysterious wizards were often male, knowing how to summon and enslave the souls of the deceased to create undead creatures. Usually, those who practiced this craft had frail bodies, pale complexions, and twisted psyches, shunning and distrusting others. Some, who mastered the art, could even trade their flesh for an immortal Lich’s life. But can someone tell me how to practice the art of necromancy in the 21st century? In a law-abiding society, I can’t even get a skeleton! Misumi Mikoto: Doctor Chen, come quickly and help me examine this body; I can’t find the cause of death! Jounouchi Hiromi: Doctor Chen, come check on this patient first; what exactly is wrong with him?

He is the heir of Di Hao Group; decisive, cold-blooded yet dotes on his wife a little too much.

“Husband, I think I want to rear a pet. What do you think we should rear?”

“Rear you.”

“Husband, I want to change bed sheets. Which material do you think is the most comfortable to sleep on?”

“You.”

“………”

Zhuang Nai Nai: Can’t he speak properly for once?

One day, somebody asked the man, “Why are you always the first one to bow your head every time you two fight?”

Si Zheng Ting: “I am 185 cm, she is 165 cm. Of course I have to bow down to speak to her.”

To put it short, this is a story about a black-belly president, his wife and their effort to conceive children after marriage.

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