Shadows Unveiled: The Unbroken - Chapter 35 - : Tracey’s Anguish

When Shu Tang, a sickly young woman, fell ill and passed away in the 21st century, she thought she would finally be able to drink a bowl of Meng Po’s soup, take a trip across the Neihe bridge, and not be such a sickly person in her next life.

But, after her soul left her body, forget about Meng Po’s soup, she didn’t even see soup dregs before being transmigrated into the body of a pig!

After being adopted by Fuyu Shangxian, one of the three great immortals and heaven’s peerless beauty, hilarity ensues.

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Li Wen runs a game company on the verge of bankruptcy. This is a world where the game industry is very developed…

The picture quality of games produced by well-known companies is comparable to reality, and each masterpiece is the ninth art carefully crafted.

However, he found that in these games, the main character is strong and the enemy is weak, and the level can be easily passed without thinking…

There is no underworld game in the whole world?

How can I enjoy the ‘joy’ of the game in this way!

It is impossible to obtain real ‘happiness’ for a cool game.

He decided to let the players in this world enjoy the ‘joy’ of the game.

“I don’t know why, this game is obviously so dark, and it’s so depressing to play, but I just can’t stop!”

“Please be a human being!!”

Since then, there has been an underworld game producer in this world.

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When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch.Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance.But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control.“Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?”She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement.After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.