Category: Doomsday in Ten Days
Chapter 930: A Chaotic Life
“Twelve years ago…?” Zheng Yingxiong was taken aback, then lowered his head to calculate the time. “I think I remember something…” “Did anything strange happen that year…?” Yan Zhichun asked.
Chapter 931: The Mandela Effect
“You called me ‘wife’… so I got angry?” Yan Zhichun lowered her head in thought and surprisingly found the situation unexpectedly reasonable. At least it was more reasonable than Jiang Ruoxue’
Chapter 932: A Stitched Life
“Then what do you mean by ‘your memories being different from others’?” “It’s my entire life,” Yan Zhichun replied. “It’s not just one event or one detail that’s different… but countless chaotic di
Chapter 933: Resolved?
“Zhichun,” Jiang Ruoxue still looked worried as she held Yan Zhichun’s hand. “You mentioned before that you often zone out. What exactly did Bai Yang do to your memories?” “It’s hard to say…” Yan
Chapter 934: The Coward
After hearing this, Dr. Zhao froze for a moment, then stood up with a troubled expression, seemingly confused. “Wh-what do you mean… ‘join’? Are you some kind of organization?” He had originally
Chapter 935: Artificial Fruit
Yan Zhiqun’s tone was unyielding, not because she harbored any prejudice against Han Yimo, but solely due to the nature of his “Disaster Magnet” ability. In this land, everyone’s “Echo” had side ef
Chapter 936: The Eighteen-Mile Train
“We have a second task,” Yan Zhichun replied. “Compared to us, yours is quite simple.” “Simple…?” Dr. Zhao pondered for a moment. Whatever they were asking him to destroy, it did seem straightforw
Chapter 937: The One Who Can Only Smile
Chu Tianqiu stood quietly in front of a classroom door for several long minutes before finally raising his hand to knock. “Come in.” A girl’s voice came from inside, causing Chu Tianqiu to stiff
Chapter 938: I Want You Dead
As soon as Chu Tianqiu finished speaking, tears streamed down his smiling face. His lips curled into a grin while tears rolled down like beads. Wen Qiaoyun’s expression softened with pity, her b
Chapter 939: Everyone, Sit Down
After listening, Wen Qiaoyun nodded blankly. At that moment, the man before her smiled again, tears streaming down his face. His expression seemed to have been twisted many years ago, only revea