The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

Chapter 18, Chapter 1 .

The mutated wild dogs are extremely fast.

But in Chen Feng's eyes, this speed was not undetectable.

"die!"

Lei Yue roared.

Without dodging or evading, he gripped the hilt of the knife with both hands and, using the momentum of his charge, brought the knife down with a fierce slash.

The sharpness of the rock-cutting sword was fully revealed at this moment.

puff!

A huge dog's head shot into the sky.

Black blood gushed out.

The stray dog didn't even have time to howl before it was torn in two.

"A fine knife!"

Lei Yue roared excitedly.

The smooth feeling of cutting meat and breaking bones is simply addictive.

the other side.

Xiao Yun's figure became even more agile.

He dodged the wild dog's attack by sidestepping it, and with a backhand slash, he struck the dog in the abdomen.

Splash!

His intestines spilled out onto the ground.

The stray dog howled and collapsed to the ground, convulsing.

The last stray dog charged at Chen Feng.

It seemed to sense the death of its companion, its eyes flashing with even greater ferocity, as it opened its blood-red maw and lunged at Chen Feng's throat.

Chen Feng advanced instead of retreating.

He shifted his feet slightly and turned his body slightly to the side.

The rock-slicing sword in his hand drew a black arc from bottom to top.

brush.

The wild dog's lower jaw was cut off.

Followed by.

Qin Feng delivered the finishing blow.

A sharpened steel bar pierced the wild dog's eye socket with precision, penetrating its brain, and then the leg was raised, kicking it away.

The dog's carcass crashed heavily against the opposite wall.

The battle is over.

It took no more than ten seconds.

Three mutated wild dogs that terrified ordinary people were reduced to corpses.

"Cool!"

"That's the power of spending money."

Lei Yue ran over from behind, looked at the corpse on the ground, and couldn't help but sigh.

If it weren't for these knives...

That last shove must have injured at least two or three people.

"Let's see what we can recycle."

Han Bing walked over.

He crouched down beside the body and reached out to touch it.

[Mutant wild dog meat: Contains highly poisonous substances, inedible, and cannot be recycled.]

[Mutant Canine Teeth/Claws: Hard in texture, usable as materials.]

[Will it be recycled?]

"The meat is poisonous."

Han Bing stood up, somewhat regretful.

"But teeth and claws can be sold."

With his actions.

The teeth and claws on the three wild dog carcasses vanished instantly.

All that was left was bare, rotten flesh.

【Recycling Successful】

[Origin Crystals Obtained: 18]

Each person received less than two.

Very few.

But this is a signal.

A signal that is both extremely dangerous and incredibly tempting.

Killing monsters really does earn you Source Crystals.

It's more stable to earn money than picking up trash.

Chen Feng looked at the numbers flashing on the panel, then glanced at the street in the distance.

There.

There are even more monsters.

This means there are more source crystals.

More powerful equipment.

"continue."

Chen Feng flicked the black blood off the blade.

The blade cast a cold shadow on his face.

"I'm not sleeping tonight."

......

the other side.

Zhou Jian suddenly jumped up from the bed.

He was panting heavily.

My lungs felt like they had just been emptied of air, and when I tried to refill them with oxygen, they burned intensely.

Instinctively, he clawed with his right hand and slammed it into his left chest.

There should have been a gaping hole, the front and back of which were filled with blood.

The skin is warm.

Muscles are firm.

There was no blood.

There is no hole.

There wasn't even a white mark.

Zhou Jian was stunned.

Just seconds before, the excruciating pain of that cold, slippery object piercing through my chest was still lingering in my mind.

The coldness of blood draining away.

A darkness of fading consciousness.

It's so clear.

It was so clear that he could still smell that nauseating, fishy stench.

"I'm alive?"

Zhou Jian looked down at his hands; his knuckles were white from excessive force.

Everything that just happened felt like a nightmare.

But that feeling of despair as if on the verge of death felt all too real.

"woke up?"

A deep, steady male voice came from the side.

Zhou Jian shuddered, his muscles tensed instantly, and he instinctively assumed a defensive stance.

But he quickly recognized the person sitting in the chair by the bed.

He was dressed in a crisp Zhongshan suit, his hair neatly combed.

Chi Zhengyang.

Zhou Jian's expression immediately turned serious.

Ignoring everything else, he quickly rolled out of bed, put his feet together, and snapped to attention a perfect military salute.

"Commander!"

Chi Zhengyang held a tablet computer in his hand, swiped his finger across the screen twice, and then placed it on his lap.

He didn't look up at Zhou Jian.

"How are you feeling?"

"Reporting to the commander, I am in good health."

Zhou Jian lowered his hand and stood up straight.

But the muscles in his face were still twitching slightly.

That was a physiological fear.

Chi Zhengyang raised his head.

His gaze was calm.

"Tell me, what's it like in Wasteland Era?"

Zhou Jian swallowed hard.

My throat feels a little dry.

He gathered his thoughts and began his report.

"reality."

This was the first word he blurted out after holding it in for so long.

"Nothing else to say?"

"That's so damn real."

Zhou Jian couldn't help but swear, then realized that the person sitting in front of him was Chi Zhengyang, and quickly shut up.

Chi Zhengyang waved his hand.

"Go on, don't worry about the wording, I just want your most direct feeling."

Zhou Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

However, he still didn't dare to relax and seriously recalled everything that had happened before.

"In my spare time, I've also played popular VR games on the market."

"But compared to Wasteland, those games are garbage!"

"This is not exaggeration, nor is it imbued with any emotion."

"It doesn't seem to be made of data at all, it doesn't even seem to be a product of this world, it's as if..."

"It feels like a completely new, real world!"

Zhou Jian pointed to his nose.

"The air there smelled of sulfur and rotting flesh, and it was a bit spicy when you breathed it in."

He then pointed to his chest.

"And the ability to feel pain."

At this point, Zhou Jian's brows furrowed into a deep frown.

"100% pain sensation".

"When you're scratched by a monster, the pain of your flesh tearing open, the heat of ruptured blood vessels, and the weakness of feeling your life force draining away..."

Zhou Jian paused for a moment, seemingly savoring the terrifying experience.

"Training under those conditions for a long time might actually bring unexpected surprises."

There are some things he didn't say. It's just a game, but he made it so twisted. People with average mindsets would probably be terrified if they went in.

Just a moment ago.

He genuinely believed he was dead.

That fear of death was deeply imprinted in my mind.

Chi Zhengyang listened quietly.

Tap your fingers lightly on the edge of the tablet.

Thud!

Only he knew the truth.

This is not about pursuing a realistic gaming experience.

Because that was true all along.

That was the world fifty-five years from now.

Wasteland after the collapse of human civilization.

This silly kid in front of me has actually died once.