Chapter 142

Chapter 142 TartKing’s Throne

Perched on a thick tree branch, Riley let out a sudden, dry laugh at her own train of thought.

She shook her head and stuffed the journal back into her system inventory.

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“Get a grip, Riley,” she muttered to herself. “You might not even make it through the next five days, and you’re worried about old age?

‘In a hellhole like this, dying of natural causes is practically a privilege.”

Since there was no fighting whatever invisible force was running this show, the only option was to play by its rules-and become the strongest player on the board.