The male supporting character was actually myself.

In the first round, the opponent cut off their escape route, and the group didn't even see what their opponent looked like.

What kind of terrifying thing could forcefully destroy the ground?

Why doesn't it show itself?

Is it toying with its prey?

"Damn it, where is it hiding?!" The handsome uncle swayed the muzzle of his gun up, down, left, and right, but still couldn't find a place to fire.

Jiang Chen had already dispatched a soul artifact to fly in through the crack, and it quickly relayed the situation below to its master.

This is a huge U-shaped space. The passageway where the group of people stood was like a suspension bridge suspended in mid-air. In the dark space, a tall figure, at least five meters tall, could be vaguely seen swaying back and forth.

"Host, have we encountered a bio-monster?" the little white cat asked, trembling like a sieve.

Jiang Chen nodded and lowered his voice, "It's very fast and difficult to catch because it keeps changing its position."

"I've raised you for a thousand days, but I'll use you for one. It's time for me to help my host!" The fluffy little cat, still trembling, bravely stood up, waving its paws and meowing, "Just you wait, my host, your assassin cat is online!"

Jiang Chen: ·°(??﹏??)°·?

This cat is so accommodating; it really steps up when things get tough!

Before the host could respond, the fluffy ball, with a tragic air of "the wind howls and the Yi River is cold," bounced and disappeared behind the wall.

"Damn it!" The handsome uncle spat and shone his flashlight into the pit.

The area below was very open, and the beam of the flashlight quickly dissipated, obscuring the view of the deeper areas. Clearly, the large creature was not nearby.

"Could it be that this thing killed the zombies before?" Evelyn was extremely wary. The damaged passage was at least two and a half meters long, and she didn't think she could jump across it, which was covered with zombie limbs and bloodstains and was slightly sloping!

Moreover, that giant hasn't even shown its face yet, and we have no idea what's going on down there...

A sense of crisis instantly enveloped everyone's hearts.

"Shh!"

Almost the instant the little white cat hopped away, the Horcrux had already detected its movements and rushed over at lightning speed, aiming at the "head" and slashing it with a single blow.

The swift and decisive action only slowed the big guy down a tiny bit. After losing the "head" it was carrying on its shoulder, it let out a roar from somewhere and then disappeared!

"Holy crap! That sound..." Mark's legs went weak with fright, and he instinctively shielded Hansa behind him. "Quick! I'll cover you, jump over there!"

Han Sha looked back at the crack and shook her head, "No... it's too late..."

Before the words were even finished, everyone felt their feet lose their balance and the entire passage tilted backward again!

"Ah! Help!"

"Holy crap! What on earth is going on?"

"Quick, grab onto the wall!"

"They're going to fall..."

…………

In the blink of an eye, almost the instant Jiang Chen severed the opponent's "head," the Horcrux lost its target. The next moment, the burly figure teleported to the bottom of the "suspension bridge," extending two lumpy tentacles over two meters long, grabbing the iron frame and pulling it down.

While maintaining his balance, Jiang Chen grabbed Julia to prevent her from falling, and manipulated the Horcruxes to weave a net and slash again!

"Waaaaah~ Monster!!!" The little white cat's white fur bristled, and it screamed in terror, grabbing any random prop and throwing it at the big guy.

"boom!"

After a dull thud, the passage was pulled into a single, crooked section that hung precariously in mid-air.

"Meow meow meow? That's it?!"

Seeing that it had succeeded in its attack, the fluffy little thing stopped trembling and even straightened its tongue. It patted its fluffy little paws and proudly put its hands on its hips. "Hehehe... Host, aren't I great? Praise me, praise me!"

Standing in the passageway that had been partitioned off and was now only supported by the top iron frame, everyone shone their flashlights in unison.

Enveloped in thick smoke from the sudden explosion, the stench of burning and decay was nauseating. At the bottom of the tunnel, a giant tentacle trembled and wriggled on an iron frame, its bumpy skin secreting a sticky, pale green liquid.

"Ugh! What is this thing?!" Han Sha glanced at it, covered her mouth and almost vomited. She couldn't help but lean back, but ended up bumping into Mark. He immediately put his arm around her shoulder.

Duruel witnessed this and was instantly enraged. He gripped his gun tightly and slowly raised it, pointing the muzzle directly at Hansa and Mark.

He hesitated at the moment he pulled the trigger—he couldn't kill Mark!

We might need him to lead the way later; if we're going to kill him, we'll have to wait until we're safe.

As for that damned bitch Han Sha, she dared to flirt with men right in front of him. Even if he shot her and claimed it was an accident, it wouldn't be a big deal. After all, she was just a woman who could shout and yell but couldn't do anything else. If she died, she died, and no one else would bother with it.

"Then... die!" Durul's eyes flashed with ferocity as he suddenly raised his gun, tilted it slightly, aimed, and pulled the trigger!

Chapter Twenty-Three: The Disliked Zombie

Just as Durul raised his pistol and aimed at Hansa, the huge, disgusting tentacle suddenly twitched, causing the severed passage to lose its balance and slide downwards again!

"Squeak!"

Everyone lost their footing and hurriedly looked for a foothold.

"Bang!" Durul's shot went astray, the bullet grazing the metal frame in the distance and sending sparks flying. Mark was startled and yelled, "Hold your gun tight! Don't waste bullets if you're not sure you can hit it!"

Seeing the fat old man and the others looking over, Durul mumbled awkwardly, "I... I thought it was a zombie when I saw the shadow flicker..."

Han Sha glanced at him, her eyes full of disdain.

This made Durul even angrier.

However, before he could cause any more trouble, the still unstable passageway shook again and made a creaking sound, causing the two girls, who hadn't experienced much hardship, to scream instinctively.

"Ah!!!" Surprisingly, the loudest voice came from the little white cat. Trembling, it pointed into the darkness and screamed, "There it is! Host, it's been blown into several pieces but it's still trying to piece itself back together. It's not quite dead yet! What do we do?!"

Without saying a word, Jiang Chen held Julia, who was trembling and hiding in his arms, with his left hand, and raised his gun with his right hand, firing a burst of bullets at the spot the fluffy ball was pointing at.

"Can you see it over there?" The handsome uncle, hanging on the broken passage that was only three or four meters long, with his right foot stuck in the iron frame, held the machine gun and fired a burst of "rat-a-tat-tat" in the direction he was firing.

The sudden turn of events left Durul with no time for infighting. Mark was right; they were still in danger and couldn't afford to waste their bullets!

After realizing what was happening, he immediately shrank back and waited quietly for the others to shoot and kill the monster.

After a few half a minute of sputtering, the strong smell of gunpowder mixed with the stench of decay and burning made it difficult to breathe.

The material below was unknown, and even the dim flashlight couldn't illuminate it clearly. The Horcrux was trying its best to tear the rotten chunks of flesh that weren't quite dead to pieces, lest they come back to life.

"Host, you said..." Seeing that the large clumps of rotten flesh had been turned into pieces after a barrage of bullets, the fluffy little thing was still trembling but was obviously not as scary as before. It mustered up its courage and approached its host to ask, "If we put the pieces of the bio-monster into the piggy bank item, can we exchange them for money?"

Jiang Chen: ...

This cat is so greedy!

"You'll know once you try it," he whispered, a slight twitch of his lips as he leaned close to the cat's ear.

With the host's consent, the money-grubbing fluffy ball of fur was no longer afraid and hopped over, finding a large pair of tongs in its space to pick up the wriggling, rotting chunk of flesh and put it into the black porcelain jar.

[Ding! A parasitic sample carrying an unknown virus has been found. Its value is currently being determined...]

The department that specializes in making props probably didn't expect that someone would try to put the shattered pieces of creatures and monsters in to exchange for money, and the piggy bank obviously malfunctioned for a moment.

[This item is worth approximately... 10,000 RMB in the current mission world. Would you like to redeem it? Friendly reminder: This item can only be redeemed in the current mission world. It will have no value once the unknown virus loses its activity.]

"Oh ho? Meow meow has even learned to impose conditions?" Based on the principle that even mosquito meat is meat, the little white cat quickly threw all the pieces of meat that were still trying to wriggle together with their slime into the piggy bank and exchanged them for money.

In the original storyline, this would have been a thrilling battle, a level that would have been impossible to pass without several deaths. Now, it's turned into a money-making frenzy. The big boss, who possessed the ability to combine attacks and resurrect, also quietly met his end, without causing the slightest ripple.

After it finished, it smacked its lips, still not satisfied, and squatted on its host's shoulder, muttering softly, "Host, why didn't we think of throwing in some zombie fragments before? Although it doesn't cost much, it's more satisfying and it can purify the environment, don't you think?"

Jiang Chen couldn't help but rub his forehead, raising his chin to indicate that there were still some severed limbs on the ground. If they really wanted to, they could try. Anyway, the group of people in the broken passage were trying to save themselves, and no one would notice those severed limbs and remains.

The little ball of fluff mustered up its courage and tried, but the piggy bank completely ignored it, complaining that it had no value and warning against picking up just any trash or junk...

"Hehehe~ Is this discrimination?" The little white cat threw the tongs, which were covered in blood and slime, into the tweezers and exchanged them for five yuan. It meowed in dissatisfaction, "Zombies are also bio-monsters, okay? You can't just pay for the big guy because he's the big boss, but not pay for the zombies because they're just skinny little soldiers, right?"

Don't zombies have any dignity? Saying they're worthless? Watch out, they might scratch you...

The Horcrux indicated that there were no other threats at the moment, so Jiang Chen breathed a sigh of relief and carefully examined the barely functioning passage, considering how to get up.

The metal frame, hanging precariously in mid-air, creaked and groaned at the slightest movement, terrifying the fat old man so much that he didn't dare breathe. He glanced down into the darkness and whispered, "How high is it? Is it dangerous down there? Won't I fall and die?"

"There's a high chance we'll be crippled." The handsome uncle shone his flashlight around and pointed upwards with a worried look. "If we have enough strength, we can climb up the steel pipes and grab onto the iron bars to reach the other end. We were almost at the exit."

Several people looked up at the route he had drawn with his flashlight; it wasn't too difficult, but it required a lot of arm strength.

“I…I definitely can’t…” Julia shook her head, her eyes slightly red. “You don’t need to worry about me. I can find another way out myself. Since that big guy was kept here, there must be a door that let him in.”

"All I need to do is find that door. You guys go ahead, I'll catch up as soon as possible!"

The chubby old man scratched his head, looking troubled. "Daughter, do you think your old man can handle this?"

“We have to do it, no matter what. This section we're standing on is about to collapse.” Mark’s tone was somewhat urgent. “We need to hurry, otherwise the whole section will collapse and we’ll lose this road as well. As for the other door… I don’t think the door to a place where such a behemoth is imprisoned can be opened easily.”

As if to confirm his words, the halfway through the passage creaked and swayed a few more times, making the situation seem even more critical.

Seeing this, Durul hurriedly tucked his pistol into his waistband, grabbed the exposed iron frame beside him, and began to climb up with great effort.

Don't let his 996 work schedule fool you; he's a fitness enthusiast with a muscular physique that's no joke. After climbing up, he relied entirely on his arm strength to sway and wobble across the iron bars for about ten meters before finally leaping to the other end of the passage.

As he reached safety, a dark thought arose in his mind—should he shake off this group of lunatics?

However, looking at the dim, green passage, he wondered how many unknown dangers lay ahead. The madmen were all strong fighters and wouldn't back down in the face of danger, so they would be a good shield against any danger. He thought it best to stick with them for now.

We can kill that scumbag couple when we get the chance, and it won't be too late to get rid of those lunatics!

After making up his mind, he coldly watched as the handsome uncle carrying a machine gun followed closely behind to the safe zone; then came Hansa, Mark, and Evelyn.

"Phew! They've all passed, now it's your turn, you two. Otherwise, if this pile of fat of mine breaks this thing, wouldn't that be a burden to you?" The fat old man whistled and said with a smile, "Now I don't have any pressure left!"

Chapter Twenty-Four: The Fireworks Project Begins

"No, you go first."

Jiang Chen calmly took off his shirt and tore it into wide strips. Then he squatted down to indicate that he was going to carry Julia on his back and prepared to tie her to his body with the strips to prevent her from falling.

The fat old man paused for a moment, "You're... carrying her over there? Is that alright?"

"A man has to be capable at all times!"

"Hmm, that's true. You're young and strong, there's no way you can't do it, hehe..."

The fat old man spat twice on his hands, glanced at the dark space below, and muttered, "Luckily, there's no danger down there. Even if I fall, it won't be a big deal. I'm tough!"