Mary Miller
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His skills were helping him out to some extent, but even they had their own limitations. What use was and its calm mind effect if he was still in a dangerous position? It hardly offered any solutions. Han Jing really wouldn't have been stuck here in the first place if he actually knew how to escape or even cast magic maybe, but now he needed to rely on the guy in front of him. Even if the man didn't trust him. "...So you really are Han Jing?" Mou Gu gave him a doubtful look. The man was still wary. And…-
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Of course it wouldn't be that easy. Han Jing stepped back into the street that he had gone through but still found the world around him remained the same. It was still empty. He could only hear the silence and that defeaned him more than his own ear bleeding earlier. But whatever had howled earlier didn't make any sound anymore. And yet he was calm. Instead of panicking at all or doing something else—he stood in his spot and scratched the back of his head. Han Jing was pretty sure that he wasn't…
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The creature tilted its head at Han Jing for a couple of moments before it started to move away from him. It moved like a cat, its paws pattering down the street and went down on its merry way. And when it was finally gone, it was in that moment that he let out a breath. Han Jing raised a hand to his forehead and wiped the cold sweat off his brow. He glanced at his screen and almost expected that he'd unlock but that wasn't the case. That would have been too easy, even for him. It wasn't like he had…
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"Oh. Did he get noticed already?" The young child seated on her gaming chair looked at the vital statistics displayed on the large screen. She had simply given a small hint and now the world was reacting to it? She tapped her fingers on the arm rest and pursed her lips, "Well, it couldn't be avoided then." She glanced behind her and watched the other individuals glued to their screen, not even uttering a single word in response to her own. "What boring individuals." One of her eyes twitched but she…
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"It sounds a little silly, doesn't it?" Chan Lee gave him a sheepish smile before she took a bit of her sushi triangle. "A girl runs away from home to prove herself to her family, and yet the very moment that she arrived—she doesn't even know how to take the bus." Han Jing blinked and took a sip of his milk tea, again. He wasn't so sure what to say about that—was she talking of a drama series, a movie or about herself. He had a feeling that it was her. He twisted the cap back on his drink, "Sounds…
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When Han fled the room, Timothy was left with Iola. And now it was just the two of them together. There was blood on the floors, a mess around the walls when the woman probably tried to get up and head to the bathroom and failed, but it didn't matter that much as long as he realized that she was okay. Relief flooded into his chest and he nearly went out and rested down on his bed—if she hadn't been there herself. He instead kneeled down on the bed and rested his head against the mattress, "You gave me…
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The young woman seated on the gamer's chair scratched her head. "Did you come here to play games or something, Han Jing?" A bolt of sharp energy burst through his veins. He blinked and managed a sheepish smile, "I guess you could say that?" He came here to relax? His own two feet carried him here after the incident at the convenience store. But now that he noticed that she was here, she ended up reminding him of one of the situations he tried not to care about. "Um, I think I'm willing to pay for some of…
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If the Moderator was willing enough to give information right now, then wouldn't it be the best time to ask her about something else he was curious about? Curiosity wasn't even enough to say it. He had managed to block himself from thinking about it too hard earlier, but now that she was here—it was time to ask. But first he needed to brace himself or the Moderator before he asked her, it didn't do him any good if he was always the one asking questions. Han: Thank you, I didn't expect that I'd be lucky…
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His stomach growled. Han Jing held a hand over his stomach and sighed, "If only I had a Skill that actually stops hunger or something, or a body that didn't even need it. Like an actual character's body. Danggit." He had already ended up using all his money to buy take-out last night for his sister and mother. ...But he still had some of his money in his mobile app. "The Noble said one levels up through hardship…" Han Jing was starting to have a habit of speaking it aloud now? He shook his head and…
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The laws of hospitality. Han Jing blinked at the choice of words, he wasn't exactly familiar with it but he had heard it before—he didn't know what it exactly meant. Or rather, how much more precise this 'law' could be. Should he search it up on the internet? It was better than acting like an idiot— Hazelleaf: Hello? I offered laws of hospitality, that's a huge thing already. I doubt you want to get into a true name contract or a blood oath—those things are more binding you know? Not to mention…
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