Outside the arsenal.
A dilapidated Wuling Hongguang van was parked behind a concealed dirt mound.
Wang Gou lay on the steering wheel, clutching a walkie-talkie that had lost all signal, his forehead drenched in cold sweat.
"Why is there still no movement?"
Harem / Sci-fi
Xuanhuan / Martial Arts
LitRPG / Xuanhuan
Urban / Mature
Mecha / Sci-fi
LitRPG / Urban
Xianxia / Slice of Life
Urban / Xuanhuan
Harem / Xianxia
Mature / Xuanhuan