My whole family was brutally murdered? I awakened the thug system and went on a killing spree.

Comprehensive sensory hearing scan.

The sound of the heartbeat appeared as a three-dimensional heat map in Qin Meng's mind.

Two kilometers to the north, four heartbeat signals at the level of trampling converged.

Sandwiched in the middle is something exceptionally heavy and exceptionally slow—

It only beats six times per minute.

Six times.

Qin Meng frowned slightly as he ran.

An ordinary hunting dog strikes twenty times per minute, while a trampling dog strikes twelve times per minute.

The slower the heartbeat, the larger the body size, and the higher the energy level.

What does six times mean?

He sped up.

The sonic boom cloud exploded behind us.

Qin Meng's figure passed through three intersections, breaking through four outer walls that had not yet collapsed, with broken bricks and dust swirling into a tornado in his wake.

Two kilometers can be covered in seven seconds.

The scene before him made him slow down.

A square.

The central square of the Third Ring Road in Beijing.

The surrounding high-rise buildings have been largely destroyed.

It wasn't chewed by a hunting dog—the chewing marks were too large, with each bite surface having a diameter of over ten meters.

Four trampling figures stood in the center of the square.

They are not hunting, but rather arranged in some kind of formation.

The energy fluctuations from the eighth to the ninth order formed a dark purple resonance network between them.

In the center of the resonance network, the ground has completely collapsed.

A deep hole, more than 30 meters in diameter, extends into the underground, reaching countless layers.

That thing that beats six heartbeats per minute is still down there.

But it is climbing upwards.

The concrete at the edge of the opening is being pushed outward by an unknown force field—the entire ground is bulging and rising.

Qin Meng stopped at the entrance of the square.

His attention wasn't on the hole.

He was looking at the resonance network formed by the four trampling beings. The dark purple energy network had an extremely high density, even more precise than some of Ji Wudao's higher-dimensional law structures.

This is not a behavior driven by animal instinct.

They are acting in an organized manner.

They systematically brought that huge thing from underground to the outside.

Stupid beast.

Qin Meng took a step forward, and the black frost on the ground quickly melted under the radiation of his body heat, revealing the corroded and pitted road surface underneath.

The four trampling creatures turned in unison, their sixteen front legs digging deep grooves in the ground, and all twenty-four tentacles spread out, their gears spinning at high speed.

A dark purple shield unfolded simultaneously, with four layers of shields connected end to end—four times thicker than the defense in single-target mode.

Qin Meng snapped his left fingers together, and all five fingers clicked, indicating they were fully restored.

His mouth was producing a large amount of saliva.

It wasn't nervousness, it was hunger.

The antimatter furnace is frantically sending out feeding signals.

Each of the four Tramplers has enough energy cores to feed itself.

Plus that huge guy crawling up from underground—

This isn't a battle, it's a buffet.

Qin Meng started running.

The first stomper's dark purple shield lasted for 0.3 seconds after his fist made contact.

The antimatter furnace began to devour the energy particles on the surface of the shield through its fist-like surface.

At the same moment the shield cracked, his right fist pierced through it.

It didn't shatter the shield; it absorbed a portion of it.

The fist pierced the trampler's chest through the shattered fragments of the shield.

The keratinous exoskeleton melts into liquid in front of a fist at a temperature of 10,000 degrees Celsius.

Qin Meng's hand grasped the dark purple gelatinous core inside its body.

One pull.

The core left the body, and the person who trampled it collapsed on the spot.

Qin Meng opened his mouth and swallowed the core without chewing.

The second trampling creature charged in from the side.

The six legs trampled and shattered the square's paving stones.

Qin Meng swept his right foot horizontally, and with a force of 1,300 points, his shinbone slashed down on the tramp's front knee joint, causing his entire leg to fold at the knee, and the tramp to lose his balance and fall forward.

Qin Meng jumped onto its back.

He inserted his hands into the gaps in the shell on both sides of the spine and ripped it outwards.

The entire carapace was peeled off, revealing a large area of ​​pulsating dark muscle groups underneath, with the core embedded in the middle of the spine.

He smashed his spine with a punch, pulled out the core, and swallowed it.

Two, twenty seconds.

The third and fourth trampling creatures made an unexpected move—instead of attacking, they retreated in unison to the edge of the large hole.

The remaining tentacles intertwined, channeling the energy reserves within the two trampling beings into the deep underground cavern through the resonance network.

They're feeding that big guy.

They treated themselves as energy batteries.

Qin Meng saw dark purple energy flowing down the tentacles, and the carapaces of the two trampling creatures were rapidly turning gray—their life force was being drained.

A very deep cry came from the bottom of the cave.

The bulges on the ground are now even higher.

The big guy is coming out soon.

Qin Meng didn't rush to interrupt the delivery process.

He walked over to a withering trampling creature, bent down, pulled its nearly stopped beating core from its shriveled body, and ate it.

The fourth one.

The other trampling creature died immediately after delivering its last bit of energy, its keratinous carapace shattering into gray powder that scattered on the ground.

Qin Meng rummaged through the powder and pulled out the fifth core, then gulped it down.

[Physical Strength +8. Current Physical Strength: 1313.]

The nutrients from the five Trampler Cores were fully decomposed in the antimatter furnace.

Digestion efficiency climbed to 39 percent.

Qin Meng burped.

My mouth was full of dark purple residue. It was awful. It was filling, but the taste was so bad it could be used as a chemical weapon.

He wiped the corner of his mouth.

Then he looked down at the 30-meter-wide, deep hole.

The cave walls are being pushed outwards.

The cracks in the ground expanded to a range of 100 meters.

Five remaining high-rise buildings tilted and broke due to foundation misalignment, with large areas of glass curtain walls shattering into reflective raindrops in mid-air.

A huge shadow is rising.

Heat, vibration, sound waves. All the physical signals were telling Qin Meng that the thing below was far larger than the trampler.

Far exceeding.

Qin Meng's extrasensory hearing re-locked onto that heartbeat of six beats per minute.

Each pulsation generates an amplitude that can cause all the rubble in the square to jump off the ground.

He didn't back down. He squatted down at the edge of the cave entrance.

Squat down, place your hands on your knees, and tilt your head to look down.

Like waiting to take a plate of cooked meat out of the oven.

The cave walls finally gave way.

The rock strata cracked.

A head rose from the darkness.

Its head is over fifteen meters in diameter, has no facial features, and only a giant mouth that occupies two-thirds of its head area.

The mouthparts have an extremely complex structure—three nested layers of horny gears, with the outermost layer rotating clockwise, the middle layer rotating counterclockwise, and the innermost grinding teeth meshing up and down at an extremely high frequency.

This mouth can gnaw a building off its foundation and then grind the building materials into powder like a meat grinder.

The system displays the scan results.

[High-Dimensional Creature - Abyss Devourer. Estimated Combat Power Level: Early Stage of Tier 10.]

[Energy density is 114 times that of the Abyss Stomper. Antimatter Furnace Assessment: Extremely high calorific value.]

[Warning: This target possesses a high-dimensional, rule-based shield with a 65% attenuation factor. It is recommended to upgrade the furnace to maximum power before engaging in combat.]

Tenth level.

Qin Meng watched as the enormous head rose inch by inch from the hole, dragging an even larger body behind it, roughly estimating its total length to be over eighty meters.

It resembled a centipede mutated by radiation, except that each segment of its body was covered with dense, dark purple bone spurs and translucent air sacs.

The entire square groaned in its final moments under its weight. The remaining pavement crumbled into dust.

On a distant observation post in Beijing, the garrison soldiers who hadn't yet fled witnessed this scene through high-powered binoculars. The communication channels were instantly flooded with heavy breathing and profanity.

Qin Meng stood up.

He didn't warm up or build up his strength.

He merely turned his head to glance at the tenth-tier Abyss Devourer that was slowly unfolding its body.

Then he licked his lips.

The core temperature of the antimatter furnace is steadily climbing toward its upper limit of 12,000 degrees Celsius.

"I'm actually hungry."