The organization I founded has been exposed by the reborn!

Outside the Sixth Ring Road of Beijing, there is an old gym that was converted from an underground air-raid shelter.

Because it's deep underground, the air here is often stuffy, filled with a pungent smell of rust, old rubber mats, and thick sweat.

"Huff... huff..."

In the spacious equipment area, Feng Gang, with his muscular upper body bare, was performing a near-masochistic squat training.

He is not only the owner of this underground gym, but also a fitness fanatic who admires muscle strength.

His body, with its bulging muscles like granite, was covered in fine beads of sweat, and with each breath came the heavy clanging of the hundreds of kilograms of iron plates on the barbell.

"when!"

After finishing the last set of training, Feng Gang slammed the barbell heavily onto the squat rack.

He was panting heavily, picked up a towel from the equipment and wiped the sweat from his face, then picked up his black sports backpack and strode towards the shower room at the back.

The shower room was dark and damp, with only two dim energy-saving lamps emitting a faint light.

Feng Gang unzipped his backpack, preparing to take out a change of clothes.

"Clatter".

It was accompanied by a soft sound.

Something slipped out of the compartment of his backpack.

It was a completely black envelope.

"What is this thing?"

Feng Gang was taken aback.

He was quite certain that he hadn't put anything like a funeral invitation in his bag when he left home that morning.

Who put it in their bag?

He bent down and picked up the envelope.

Just as he was checking.

In the very center of the envelope, several dark gold lines began to writhe as if they were alive.

In the dimly lit and oppressive shower room, a line of small, gilded characters slowly emerged, impossible for this resolute and tough man to ignore:

An eerie atmosphere is brewing; everyone is on edge.

Do you desire extraordinary power that transcends the limits of ordinary humans?

Do you wish to seek the protection of an ancient organization? Open it, join Dawn, and you can have it all.

Upon seeing these seductive lines of handwriting, Feng Gang was initially taken aback, then his thick eyebrows furrowed tightly together.

"Pooh!"

He spat, his face full of disgust.

What he hates most in his life are these kinds of pretentious tricks.

"Probably another despicable cult shoving little guys onto the subway. A supernatural arrival? They'd be better off taking a couple of flights of birds!"

Feng Gang curled his lip, showing no interest whatsoever in tearing it open to take a look.

With a flick of his wrist, he tossed the "Dawn Invitation" into the wastepaper basket in the corner.

Then, I turned on the shower and started washing off the sweat.

……

Ten minutes later.

After washing up, Feng Gang took a mop and returned to the front hall to start cleaning.

This gym is in a remote location, so it's usually not crowded in the mornings.

Feng Gang hummed a little tune as he mopped the floor.

Sudden.

"Thump...thump...thump..."

At the entrance to the basement, a series of chaotic knocking sounds came from the heavy, rusty iron roller door used for security.

The sound was rather strange; it didn't sound like someone knocking on a door, but rather like something hard scratching at a sheet of metal, accompanied by a tooth-grinding metallic scraping sound.

Feng Gang glanced at the clock on the wall with some confusion.

It's only 10 a.m., usually people don't come until at least noon.

"Who is it? It's not open for business yet!"

Feng Gang shouted and walked over with a mop.

There was no answer from outside the door, and the chaotic scratching sounds only grew more violent.

"Stop fucking filming!"

A surge of anger rose within Feng Gang.

He stepped forward, grabbed the handles at the bottom of the rolling shutter with both hands, and with a sudden burst of strength in his waist, lifted the heavy shutter up a crack.

"I told you the door isn't open yet, you don't understand..."

Feng Gang bent down and peered outside, but his reprimand was cut short halfway through!

A foul stench, mixed with the smell of corpses and the pungent odor of formaldehyde, rushed into his face through the crack in the door, almost making him vomit on the spot.

The sight seen through the crack in the door terrified this usually fearless and tough man, sending shivers down his spine!

Outside.

They weren't members who came for morning exercise at all.

Instead, they were two enormous, terrifying monsters covered in blackened, rotting flesh!

The monster was on all fours, its deathly gray eyeballs almost bulging out of their sockets, and thick, foul-smelling saliva dripping from its outward-facing black fangs.

Through the festering wounds on their abdomens, you can even clearly see the pulsating dark red organs inside!

"Gurgle...ho..."

Two ghouls poked their hideous heads through the crack in the door, letting out low growls that sounded like drafts, their dead gray eyes already locked onto Feng Gang behind the door.

What the hell!

What is this thing?!

Feng Gang's brain completely shut down at that moment.

He instinctively pulled down with both hands, trying to close the roller shutter door again.

But it was too late!

The ghoul, having caught the scent of a living person's life force, went completely insane!

"roar--!"

The two monsters let out a shrill roar, and with their thick hind legs they slammed into the half-open iron roller door!

"Bang!"

A loud bang.

The iron gate shattered under the impact of the two monsters!

The violent recoil force sent Feng Gang, who couldn't dodge in time, flying away and crashing heavily into the squat rack behind him.

"hiss!"

Feng Gang gasped in pain, his back burning with agony.

Before he could even get up...

The two ghouls that smashed through the iron gate, carrying a foul stench, were like two black lightning bolts, their gaping maws aimed straight at Feng Gang's throat!

Fuck you!

At the critical moment of life and death, Feng Gang's inherent ferocity was fully unleashed.

He roared, but did not choose to turn around and run away.

Because in this enclosed basement, turning your back to this monster would only lead to death.

He grabbed a dumbbell from the side and, using his core strength, hurled it at the ghoul charging at the front!

"Bang!"

A dull metallic clanging sound rang out.

The 20-kilogram dumbbell slammed into the ghoul's chest.

The enormous impact dented the monster's chest cavity, exposing several white ribs through the rotten flesh to the air, while black and red, foul-smelling blood splattered everywhere!

If this attack had been delivered to any other wild beast, it would have been fatally injured and brought to the ground on the spot.

but!

This ghoul, assimilated by a strange power, has no pain receptors at all!

Its shattered ribcage emitted a sickeningly twisting sound, and its massive body only paused for half a second after being smashed.

Then, dragging its broken body, it lunged at Feng Gang even more frantically!

"Bang!"

The monster was too fast; Feng Gang didn't even have time to pick up the second dumbbell.

The first ghoul slammed into him, the immense impact knocking him to the ground.

"Get out of here!"

Feng Gang desperately used his arms to brace against the monster's foul-smelling maw that was biting into his throat, his muscles trembling violently from the extreme force.

But the monster was incredibly strong, its dark, sharp claws lashing wildly across his chest and arms.

"Sizzle—"

Accompanied by the sound of clothes tearing.

Feng Gang's muscles, as hard as granite, were as fragile as tofu in front of Ghost Claw.

Several deep, gruesome wounds appeared instantly, with bright red blood mingling with the black corpse poison from the monster's claws, gushing out.

What's even more despairing is...

Another ghoul pounced at that moment, baring its fangs and biting down hard on Feng Gang's thigh!

pain!

Excruciating pain!

What followed was the chilling, numbing sensation that spread through the nerves after the corpse poison entered the body...