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

Visibility was extremely low outside the grocery store.

The sand stung my face.

But no one backed down.

My mindset changed after I realized this was a game world.

To avoid falling behind, they held each other's hands, one after another, like a string of grasshoppers, groping their way forward.

"Brother Meng! There's a supermarket here!" Su Weicai's voice came from the left.

It was a building that had collapsed halfway.

The shelves were overturned and crooked, and the floor was littered with broken glass and rotting garbage.

Ten men pounced in like hungry wolves.

They ransacked the place.

"Damn! It's empty!"

"This place is empty too!"

"This damn game is so damn stingy!"

Amidst the cursing and swearing, Su Weijie suddenly exclaimed, "Brother! Look what this is!"

He pried a flattened red box out from a gap in the cash register.

Although the outer packaging was faded, the words were still legible.

Cigarettes.

Wang Dameng snatched it away and tore open the packaging with trembling hands.

It wasn't damp.

"Fire! Does anyone have fire?!"

Wu Yongnian pulled a lighter out of his crotch; he had just picked it up from the ground.

"Clatter".

Flames shot up.

Wang Dameng leaned over and asked for one.

The smoke entered my lungs, pungent and choking, followed by a refreshing sensation that shot straight to the top of my head.

Who could resist a cigarette in this apocalyptic environment?

"suck--!"

"Cool!"

Wang Dameng took a big sip, his face beaming with ecstasy.

"Amazing..."

He handed the cigarette case to Su Weijie, lit one for Su Weijie, and then passed it on to the next person.

"This tastes amazing!" Su Weijie smacked his lips, savoring the moment. "No wonder my kid is so addicted to games, he just can't quit. It turns out that games have evolved into this kind of thing these days."

"This cigarette is really a good thing; it hurts your lungs but not your heart."

"Stop reminiscing." Wang Dameng exhaled a smoke ring. "Get the gear up and get down to business."

Although they didn't find anything useful, they did find a bunch of junk in the warehouse behind the supermarket.

A few rusty iron pipes and a few chipped kitchen knives.

Wang Dameng was the luckiest, pulling out a rusty machete from a corner.

Although it was rusty, it was heavy and easy to handle.

"Do you all have the guys yet?"

"Got it!"

Ten men, each clutching a weapon, all exuded the same aura as they stormed out of the supermarket.

We hadn't gone far.

A swaying figure appeared in the fog ahead.

His clothes were tattered, his whole body was gray and white, and his walking posture was extremely distorted.

Zombies.

"Is this the thing?" Cao Yan's palms were sweaty as he gripped the steel pipe. "It looks a bit creepy."

"What's there to be afraid of!" Spodda, a hothead, relied on his strength and charged forward with half a brick: "Kill it and get the money!"

"Come back! Don't be impulsive!" Wang Dameng shouted too late.

Spada had already rushed up to the zombie.

The zombie suddenly turned its head.

A face half-rotted, with eyeballs hanging out of their sockets, emitting a strange "hissing" sound.

Extremely fast!

It's not as slow as it's portrayed in the movies.

Before the brick in Shi Boda's hand could fall, the zombie pounced on him.

"ah!!!"

A piercing scream instantly tore through the sandstorm.

Fresh blood gushed out.

The pain was so real that Spodda was writhing on the ground in agony.

"Alpaca!"

Wang Dameng's eyes reddened.

These are all his brothers who came from the same village as him!

"Let's attack together! Kill it!"

The remaining nine people rushed forward.

A novice can defeat a master with a flurry of punches?

nonexistent.

This zombie is incredibly strong, with thick skin and flesh, and is completely impervious to pain.

Wu Yongnian's neck was bitten off, and he collapsed without even uttering a sound.

Su Weijie tried to pull the person away, but a zombie scratched open his stomach with its claw.

The area is closed.

This isn't a game, this is hell!

"Cut off its head! Cut off its head!" Wang Dameng roared, his machete flashing wildly at the zombie's neck.

The ten people didn't cooperate at all; each did their own thing.

The scene was more chaotic than a vegetable market.

"when!"

Sparks flew everywhere.

The machete got stuck in the zombie's cervical vertebrae.

The zombie turned around and bit down on Wang Dameng's shoulder.

Fortunately, Wang Dameng dodged quickly, dropping his machete and darting to the side.

The sight of blood stirred everyone's fighting spirit.

Fu Gen clung tightly to the zombie's body: "Brother Meng, smash it with rocks! Smash this monster's head!"

Wang Dameng's gaze swept quickly across the area and found the stone that Fu Gen had mentioned.

It was a rather heavy block of cement.

"drink!"

With a roar, Wang Dameng easily lifted the cement block, which weighed dozens of kilograms.

He charged forward shouting, then smashed down hard with his eyes closed.

boom! boom! boom!

One after another.

Black blood splattered.

I don't know how much time has passed.

The zombie stopped moving.

Wang Dameng also exhausted all his strength.

He plopped down on the ground, panting heavily.

"It's finally over."

Only then did he have time to look at the others.

All around were people lying on the ground.

Everyone except him is dead.

Even though I know this is a game, a person's body doesn't turn into white light and disappear after death.

The scenes before my eyes were too real, too tragic.

Wang Dameng spat.

"This game... is fucking...exciting."

He forced himself to endure the weakness in his body, dragged the mangled zombie corpse off the ground, and moved back step by step.

The sandstorms are still very strong.

Wang Dameng had no idea how he got back.

Lin Mo looked at him, then at the corpse being dragged behind him, his face expressionless, and simply nodded.

"Well done."

Lin Mo waved his hand.

The zombie corpse vanished instantly.

[Task complete.]

[Reward received: 3 Source Crystals]

[Unlock feature: Remote recycling.]

Three glittering crystals appeared in Wang Dameng's hand.

It was only the size of a fingernail and emitted a faint blue light.

This is what you get in exchange for your life.

Wang Dameng gripped the Source Crystal tightly, glanced at Lin Mo, and said, "Manager, I'm logging off now."

"Please go ahead."

next second.

Wang Dameng's vision went black.

......

Inside the construction site's prefabricated building.

"ah!!!"

Several screams rang out almost simultaneously.

Su Weijie clutched his stomach and rolled around on the bed, his cold sweat instantly soaking the sheets.

Wu Yongnian touched his neck, panting heavily, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

Shi Boda even fell directly off the top bunk, clutching his head and trembling.

pain!

It hurts so much!

The sensation of being bitten still seems to linger in my nerves.

"I'm not playing anymore! I'd rather die than play again!"

"This isn't playing a game, this is playing with your life!"

"Brother Meng, I'm not making this money, it's too scary..."

Everyone was pale and wailing.

Wang Dameng took off his helmet, feeling equally exhausted.

He ignored the complaints of the crowd and immediately grabbed his phone.

Open Douyin.

Search for "Wasteland Era Source Crystal Recycling".

The pinned live stream is hosted by that guy called "Wang Banxian".

"Buying Source Crystals at high prices! As many as you have, I'll take them! 1500 per crystal! Honest and fair! May all scammers die!"

Wang Dameng's fingers trembled slightly.

He opened his private messages.

"Three Source Crystals, will you take them?"

The other party replied instantly.

"We'll take it! We'll take as much as you want!"