A bizarre and terrifying experience; I messed up the dungeon world.

"Time to get to work," Zhou Lang said. He carried the chainsaw to the clinic entrance. The red streetlights shone on his work clothes.

The monster charged.

Zhou Lang pulled the start rope. The engine roared. The saw blade spun.

He walked towards the monster. The monster brandished its bone blade. Zhou Lang raised his chainsaw, the blade slicing into the bone blade. Sparks flew. The bone blade was severed. The chainsaw then cleaved into the monster's neck. Black liquid sprayed onto the wall.

Han Yingying drew her short knife. She ran to the side of the monster and plunged the tip of the knife into the gap between its joints. She forcefully severed the nerve endings inside. The monster collapsed.

Liu Wei, holding a submachine gun, stood at the clinic entrance and opened fire. The bullets hit the monster and ricocheted off.

"This thing has too thick skin," Liu Wei exclaimed.

Old Ma took out a talisman and stuck it on the wooden sword. The wooden sword pierced the monster's chest. The talisman caught fire, and the monster staggered back two steps.

Players are running in the street. Some are hiding behind shipping containers.

Several players dressed in leather jackets stared at Zhou Lang.

"That's Zhou Lang," said a player with a buzz cut.

"That woman is Bai Ye," the skinny guy next to him chimed in.

"They killed the vice president of the Black Gold Guild. Black Gold is the second-ranked guild, notorious for its madness. Anyone who messes with them is doomed."

"The safe zone is gone now. The Black Gold agents could come at any moment."

"Stay away from them. Don't get splattered with blood."

The flat-headed player stepped back, turned, and ran into the alley.

Zhou Lang heard their conversation. He ignored it. The chainsaw sliced ​​open the second monster's chest.

Han Yingying pulled the knife out of the monster's eye socket and shook off the black blood from the blade.

She looked at Zhou Lang. "The Black Gold Guild is second. They have over five thousand members. Now that there are no safe zone rules to restrict them, they'll use sheer numbers."

Zhou Lang turned off the chainsaw. "Five thousand men. Even if they just stood there, it would take me days to chop them down."

Liu Wei changed the magazine. "Brother Zhou, where are we going? We can't stay here any longer."

Old Ma wiped the sweat from his brow. "Head north. I've calculated it; the gate to life is to the north."

Han Yingying sheathed her sword. "Team disband."

Liu Wei stopped what he was doing. "Girl, what do you mean by this?"

"The Black Gold Guild is looking for me and Zhou Lang. If you follow them, you'll only die." Han Yingying looked at Liu Wei and Lao Ma.

Liu Wei touched his alloy front teeth. "Fatty, I'm most afraid of dying. But I'm even more afraid of being broke. With Brother Zhou, I'll have meat to eat. Black gold is nothing."

Old Ma sheathed the wooden sword back in his back. "If I go alone, I won't survive tonight. If I go with you, even if I die, someone will collect my body."

Han Yingying looked at Zhou Lang. "I've offended too many people. The Divine Realm is also looking for me."

Zhou Lang slung the chainsaw over his shoulder. "If you leave, no one will help me find clues. Only you can get your hands on data from the real world."

Han Yingying looked at the three of them. She didn't say anything.

"I'm logging off," Han Yingying said. "I have something to investigate in real life. I'll leave this to you."

She brought up the system panel. Clicked "Logout".

His body turned into white light and disappeared from the spot.

Zhou Lang looked at the spot where she had disappeared. "Go. Head north."

The streets of the transit station were bathed in red light. The shadows of the buildings stretched long.

The four-person team has been reduced to three.

Zhou Lang walked in front. Liu Wei walked on the left, carrying a gun. Old Ma walked on the right, holding a wooden sword.

More and more monsters are appearing on the road.

Zhou Lang did not stop. The roar of the chainsaw echoed through the empty street.

A much larger monster leaped down from the roof and landed right in front of Zhou Lang.

This monster's scales are dark red. Its bone blade is twice as long as a normal monster's.

Zhou Lang raised the chainsaw. The saw blade met the bone blade.

The sound of metal clashing was piercing.

The monster was incredibly strong. Zhou Lang took a step back.

Liu Wei fired a shot into the monster's eyes. The bullets were blocked by the monster's arm.

Old Ma threw out two talismans. A fireball struck the monster's back, scorching a scale.

The monster turned and pounced on Old Ma.

Zhou Lang stepped forward. The chainsaw swept across, slicing into the monster's leg crook.

The saw blade got stuck in the bone.

The monster roared. It swung its sword back at Zhou Lang.

Zhou Lang released the chainsaw. He drew the shotgun from his waistband and pressed the muzzle against the monster's chin.

Pull the trigger.

The monster's head was smashed open. Black liquid splattered all over Zhou Lang's face.

He wiped his face and pulled out the chainsaw.

"This thing is evolving," Zhou Lang said.

Liu Wei looked at the corpses on the ground. "Brother Zhou, we need to find a safe place. We won't have the strength to keep fighting like this."

Zhou Lang looked towards the north.

"There's no safe place," Zhou Lang said. "The only way is to kill them all."

He carried the chainsaw and continued walking.

The Black Gold Guild members haven't shown up yet.

Zhou Lang knew they weren't in a hurry. They had five thousand men. They could wait until the monsters exhausted Zhou Lang's strength before coming out to reap the rewards.

This is an open conspiracy.

Zhou Lang is not afraid of overt schemes. He only cares about the results.

He needs points. He needs equipment. He needs to survive.

He touched the gold card in his pocket. The card the masked man had given him was still there.

This card can not only open the door on the 50th floor, but also access the underlying network of the relay station.

Zhou Lang had a plan. A crazy plan.

He needs to find a network node.

"Fatty, Old Ma." Zhou Lang stopped. "Looking for the communications tower."

The real world.

Han Yingying opened her eyes inside the SUV.

The sunlight was blinding. She sat in the driver's seat. The car was parked by the river.

She glanced at the time. Eight o'clock in the morning.

The tactile sensations from the game were still fresh in her mind. She touched her pocket. The USB drive was still there.

She opened the laptop on the passenger seat and plugged in the USB drive.

The screen displayed Li Changsheng's experimental data. She skipped the complex biological codes and went straight to the geographic coordinates.

At the end of the file, there is a hidden encrypted folder.

Han Yingying entered Li Changsheng's fingerprint password. The folder opened.

Inside is a list of fund flows.

Changsheng Biotechnology Company makes monthly payments to an account named "Black Gold Security Group".

The address is in the Chengnan Industrial Zone. It's an abandoned textile factory.

Han Yingying unplugged the USB drive and started the car.

The SUV drove onto the riverside avenue, heading south of the city.

An hour later, the car stopped in the woods outside the textile factory.

Han Yingying got out of the car. She was wearing a black tracksuit. A Glock 19 pistol was tucked into her waistband. A tactical knife was strapped to her calf.

The textile factory was surrounded by a high red brick wall. There was barbed wire on top of the wall.

The main gate was tightly closed. There were no security guards at the entrance.

Han Yingying walked to the wall and examined the barbed wire. The barbed wire was not electrified.

She took two steps back. She ran up, braced her feet against the wall, grabbed the top of the wall with both hands, and, avoiding the spikes of the barbed wire, vaulted over.

It landed without making a sound.

The factory area was overgrown with weeds. Several dilapidated factory buildings were connected together.

Outside a factory building on the left, three black Mercedes-Benz vans were parked.

Using the weeds as cover, Han Yingying approached the factory building.

The factory windows were sealed shut with black cloth. Not a single ray of light could get through.

She walked to a side door. The door was ajar.

Voices could be heard coming from inside.

"We've lost contact with Li Changsheng." A man's voice said.

"The police have sealed off the building. He's probably trapped inside," another voice said.

"Did you get the data?"

"No. He didn't send it."