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

The person next to him had their mouth slightly open, unable to close it for a long time.

In the scene, three or four young people in pajamas are using extremely crude tactics to corner an injured Class C mutant dog into a dead end.

Instead of running away, they shouted excitedly.

"What... what's going on?"

The new intelligence officer next to him seemed to have lost his mind, stammering as he pointed at the screen.

"These guys... they're way too fierce..."

Chi Zhengyang's gaze slowly focused: "You've worked hard your whole life and finally have a home. If it were you, you would have to work just as hard."

Inside the grocery store.

The systematized sparrow stood on the counter, rapidly reporting the chaotic data, a rare hint of tension showing in its beady black eyes.

Lin Mo leaned back in his chair, watching the Dragon Kingdom citizens on the light screen chasing monsters through the streets like mad dogs.

His lips twitched violently twice.

This is hardly the end of the world!

This is clearly a real-life zero-dollar purchase event with everyone participating!

These working-class people, driven crazy by mortgages, car loans, and rising prices, unleash a ferocious fighting spirit when they see monsters destroying the wealth they've worked so hard to accumulate.

"People die for wealth, birds die for food," Lin Mo said calmly.

He looked at the fruit lady on the screen, who was riding on the neck of a mutated wild boar and unleashing a barrage of attacks, and silently gave her a thumbs up.

"Never mess with a Chinese person who has a mortgage."

......

The piercing air raid siren blared through the sky.

The distant sky was torn to pieces by various supernatural lights.

The battlefield, engulfed in constant gunfire, was like a giant meat grinder, relentlessly devouring the remains of monsters.

Chen Feng stood upright at the edge of the high wall.

His gaze pierced through the thick smoke several kilometers away, staring intently at the raging behemoths.

The veins on the back of his hand throbbed violently twice.

The knuckles of the fingers made a cracking sound.

The power of the Four Seals made his senses even sharper than radar.

I really have an itch to play.

I want to draw my sword, I want to cut something.

But only one second passed.

All the murderous intent dissipated completely, like the receding tide.

Chen Feng's face was as cold as ice as he released his fist expressionlessly.

As the captain of the Spark Squad.

He knew better than anyone that personal bravery was worthless on the battlefield.

Chen Feng lowered his head.

His gaze fell on the little boy at his feet, who was less than his thigh height.

This was brought back from a mission in the Kingdom of Elephant.

The little guy was wearing a windproof jacket that was clearly a size too big, with his hands in his pockets.

He was craning his neck, staring intently at the sky.

The direction was exactly towards the Kingdom of Holy Elephant.

The barrage of artillery fire seemed to leave him no room to even blink.

Every day he wakes up and stands there, like a stone weathered for thousands of years, waiting for his grandfather to come back.

If this kid hadn't spoken up beforehand, Chen Feng would have definitely thought he was a mute.

"Don't worry, your grandfather will be fine," Chen Feng said calmly.

"Your grandfather is a lucky man, and it wasn't your fault. You don't need to be so hard on yourself."

Although the little guy couldn't say anything from beginning to end, Chen Feng had some guesses in his mind based on what happened that day.

The relationship between this little guy and his grandfather is definitely not what it seems. Considering what happened that day, this little guy is very likely his grandfather's "medicine".

But for some reason, the little guy was so willing.

The little boy stiffly turned his neck and glanced at Chen Feng.

His eyes held no gratitude, only defensiveness. He then quickly turned his head away, continuing to stare intently at the distant clouds.

Not a single word escaped his lips.

Chen Feng shook his head helplessly.

Everyone knows that this kid is definitely hiding a secret.

During this period, the official interrogation experts have shown their unique skills.

Various forms of enticement, clichés, or psychological intervention.

They tried every possible method they could think of to him.

As a result, it all hit the cotton ball, and there wasn't even a sound.

This kid is like a heartless iron turtle, unyielding to both soft and hard approaches.

They didn't even say a word.

Everyone knows this little guy's head is full of information, but no one can do anything about it.

They didn't dare to actually use force.

After all, using force before fully understanding the situation is just asking for trouble.

You might unwittingly create a deep and unfathomable enemy for no reason.

In the end, the little guy was sent to Chen Feng.

They wanted to see if Chen Feng could extract any information from him.

Chen Feng didn't care.

After all, this little guy had helped him many times, so on the surface, Chen Feng treated him fairly well.

Just then.

A tremendous tremor suddenly erupted from the experimental cultivation field behind them!

boom--!

The greenhouse dome, made of special bulletproof glass, was instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks.

"I did it!!!"

"I finally did it!!!"

Accompanied by heavy breathing, Zhao Chuang's heart-wrenching roar pierced through the thick blast door.

Chen Feng suddenly turned around.

Their gazes pierced the interior of the greenhouse like knives.

A gigantic, demonic flower, as tall as a three-story building, with petals of an eerie dark purple, was spreading wildly in the center of the field!

Each leaf, wider than a door panel, is covered with veins like blood vessels. At this moment, it is pulsating rhythmically, just like the heart of a living creature.

Click click click!

Thick, dark roots danced wildly like steel whips, turning the alloy-made culture tank into a pile of scrap metal!

The terrifying energy fluctuations, like a typhoon passing through, stirred up a sandstorm in the greenhouse.

The few old men closest to the giant flower.

That was a national treasure-level expert in the plant kingdom, specially invited by the authorities.

At this moment, all of their usual ethereal and otherworldly demeanor had vanished.

An elderly scholar wearing reading glasses was blown to the ground by a strong wind.

"God......"

He was blown so hard he couldn't stand: "The energy level is soaring! It... is gradually awakening its consciousness!"

Another expert in a white coat clung tightly to the support pillar, his eyes fixed on the mutated plant, so engrossed that he didn't even notice one of his shoes being blown off.

"We did it! We finally did it!"

Lord-level pressure!

Even through the thick protective barrier dozens of meters away, the sense of dread that came from the depths of their genes still made these veteran experts' backs instantly soaked with cold sweat.

boom!

The blast door was kicked open.

Zhao Chuang was covered in dirt, his face flushed red like a tomato from bloodshot eyes, and he scrambled out of the room.

He wiped the mud off his face.

He met Chen Feng's calm, unwavering eyes.

Zhao Chuang grinned from ear to ear, his teeth showing, and his hands waved excitedly in the air.

"Brother Feng!!!"

He yelled in a hoarse voice, spitting saliva all over the ground.

"We have finally succeeded in cultivating a lord-level mutated plant!"

Chen Feng stood still.

On that sharply defined face, not a single extra emotion could be found.

A violent gust of air rushed out through the broken door, making his tactical trench coat flutter wildly.

The Four Seals' spiritual power automatically formed an invisible barrier on the body's surface, completely crushing the paralyzing poison powder that was trying to spread.

Compared to the terrified experts inside, Chen Feng was unusually calm.

This lord-level plant has a sufficiently large firepower coverage area.

It can be used for both offense and defense.

If used properly, it would be enough to support the entire defensive line in the ensuing positional warfare.