"Donor Su, Iâll leave first. You should be careful since itâs hard for you to move right now."
The monk said as he stood up after finishing his meal.
Su Changxing nodded and said:
"Hmm, thanks for your concern. You be careful too and donât get caught by those people from Chenxi."
The monk turned and ran downstairs.
Su Changxing muttered to himself, "Seems like heâs quite easy to kill, right."
After speaking, he remembered that there was only a skull in his backpack, and the rest was gone, feeling a bit lonely.
He took out his phone and opened the forum.
Words turned dark red appeared at the top.
Survival days: 14 days
Survivors: 3.7 billion
"Decreasing so fast? Is it because of the zombie transformation, or something else?"
Su Changxing frowned, noticing that the death rate in recent days was faster, much faster than before. Before halfway through the time, more than half of them had already died.
The forum he saw now wasnât the previous forum, but one for this region.
More importantly, he couldnât operate on this forum, showing no permissions, only browsing, making him feel like an NPC.
[Announcement]
[Due to changes in the game process, the arrival of the Blood Moon is delayed by five days, and the zombiesâ growth rate slows down]
"Is this a chain reaction caused by destroying the Energy Station?"
Su Changxing guessed it should be like this. The Doomsday Game wouldnât actively lower the difficulty, and currently, its control over this world didnât seem that strong, more like building a house by relying on the mountain.
On this forum, Security Bureau publicly announced their plan to destroy the Energy Station four days ago, calling for capable individuals to join.
Many people were asking under the post about who this person named "Please call me a good person" really was. More amusingly, some even impersonated him.
"Seafarer": I am one of them. "Please call me a good person" was our companion. I deeply mourn his death, but it was all worth it.
"Three Extremes": So hereâs the question, who are you? Itâs not that I donât believe you, but words alone are not enough, right?
"Seafarer": I participated in the plan.
"Three Extremes": But I heard the plan wasnât fully launched. Despite so many deaths, it still couldnât go through, so itâs probably unlikely that we did it. Where exactly are you from?
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Here, compared to the big city, the number of Hunters was relatively few, not forming a climate, with less presence compared to Screamers.
"Completely different survival difficulty."
Su Changxing realized that the big city was more like hell level. Just dealing with Hunters, they already had to exert all their strength, suffering heavy casualties.
"The real world doesnât have balanced game mechanisms. Some areas are extremely difficult to survive in, while others are much easier."
"But at the same time, thereâs also a balancing mechanism. Different placements for different people, with corresponding difficulty differences, just like Mu Qing."
Su Changxing speculated whether there were places with even higher difficulty than in the big city, as the number of people in the entire region was already very few.
This was quite possible.
This kind of world would birth some terrifying monsters. If such monsters were highly aggressive, it would result in this situation.
Through the railing, looking at the zombies on the street, Su Changxing couldnât help but shudder. Even after destroying the Energy Station, he still didnât feel life and death were in his hands.
At night, the dew was very heavy, forming drops as it mingled with the dust on his skin.
Su Changxing remained motionless like a corpse, slowly opening his eyes, sensing movement below. More than ten people were fighting on the street, with a Mysterious Shop right next to them.
There were no Extraordinaries among them, but several Superpower Users, and judging by their skills, each was enhanced.
Both sides were evenly matched. One side had fewer people, but their leader was relatively stronger, able to hold off two or three people alone.
They didnât fight to the death. After a couple of deaths, the weaker side would retreat on their own.
It seemed to be an unwritten rule.
By the next dawn, Su Changxing saw four waves of people. This current batch seemed to be searching for resources everywhere.
He also felt some body parts regained sensation, allowing slight movement, but it would take until the upgrade was complete to fully recover.
"Still nothing, truly desperate."
Su Changxing found matters unexpected as no one posted complaints about Chenxi. Could it be that things were completely different from what he imagined?
Heavy footsteps came from the stairs.
Monk Weihuo ran back, covered in wounds and blood, kneeling in front of Su Changxing with empty eyes, panting:
"You were right, theyâre all crazy, all crazy. I didnât know what to do, so I could only come back to find you."
Su Changxing opened his eyes and said indifferently, "What happened?"
The monkâs eyes showed despair, and he said in a deep voice:
"Everyone from our Magpie Mountain Temple placed outside was killed. Just before I went there, it was Chenxiâs people. There were too many of them."
This monk underwent a huge change in less than a day. Initially, his gaze was clear and peaceful, but now it was cloudy and full of killing intent.
A monk is not a Buddha, after all, he is still human.
Su Changxing took a deep breath and said:
"Hmm, it should be that your temple had a conflict with Chenxi, or with someone high-ranking among them, so what are you planning to do?"
The monk sat cross-legged on the ground, gradually calming down, and said softly:
"I want to avenge our Magpie Mountain Templeâs people, find the perpetrator, and kill him."
Su Changxing chuckled and said, "Thatâs not something a monk should say."
The monkâs chest heaved with anger as he shouted, "Then Iâm no monk!"
At this moment, his emotional turmoil was certainly more intense than it appeared on the surface.
Su Changxing thought for a moment and said, "I canât help you, Iâm just a cripple, canât move at all."
The monk stayed silent for a while and said, "Youâre smart. I need your ideas. I want to know what I should do."
Heh, this monk sure wasnât shy.
Su Changxingâs lips curled into a slight smile and said, "Is there an Apocalypse member from Chenxi here? If so, youâre not wrong to take him down."
The monk held his breath, half-laughing and half-crying, "Yes, but Iâm definitely not his match."
Chenxiâs Apocalypse members were famous even before doomsday, almost their worldâs top Superpower Users, possessing extraordinary powers.
If an average personâs superpower was a C or B, theirs were S or SS.
"Then you need to find out why theyâre targeting your templeâs people, ask someone, like that Liu Fu earlier. He should know something." Su Changxing continued.
The monk thought over Su Changxingâs words and nodded, "Hmm, I understand. Donât worry, I wonât kill indiscriminately."
I wasnât worried at all... Su Changxing thought the monk was overthinking, then took out two meal boxes from his backpack and said, "Letâs eat first, then talk about other things."
The monk opened the self-heating meal readily, adding water inside. Naturally, he was hungry too. A whole nightâs rush and battle left him hungry and tired.
After finishing the meal, the monk squatted and fell asleep, snoring loudly like thunder, making Su Changxingâs head buzz.