Following The Heart

You wake up to find yourself in a post-apocalyptic world where humanity resides in High Towers, and monsters roam outside. 
Your eyes can see peculiar remarks:
【There are Two Evil Fallen hiding 1600 meters away. When you're extremely angry, you can feed them well with a simple sliding tackle.】
【Before you start cooking, you'd better check its pocket. Don't develop the bad habit of monster killing without looting.】
【It's surprising that someone would stare at their own face. I admit your face is quite immersive. If I were human, I'd give you a 9 out of 10. Of course, I'm a 97. Don't ask why I'm hundred mark system】
【The other party is a big shot whose level is far above yours. I have three pieces of advice for you: grovel, grovel, or grovel. About its weakness? Better not place your hopes on me as I'm just a small remark with limited abilities.】
The High Tower, symbolic of the apocalypse, the deformed monsters attracted to malicious thoughts outside, the high-stakes gamble of the powerful, the perilous situations of explorers, the traps in the end times—
Under your eyes, everything is presented in a mischievous style.
All darkness, nowhere to hide!

Doomsday Jigsaw Puzzle

At this moment, those monitoring the surveillance were not only the staff of the Asylum but also the captains of the third and fifteenth squads of the Gao Ta Town Garrison Corps.


Ding Tai Sheng instinctively thought that the Garrison Corps intended to intercept Wu Jiu.


Ming Che, accustomed to such pigheadedness and without showing any hint of disgust, explained:


"Wu Jiu's identity is unique, and we wouldn't deal with him so brazenly. Moreover... anyone who can injure Lin Wurou with a single punch must be at least captain-level, and I certainly don't recognize such a person."


Ming Che had an idea of which organization it might be, but none of it concerned him. He watched with the mentality of a spectator, waiting for Wu Jiu and the giant to determine the victor.


In the surveillance footage, Lin Wurou kicked away the iron door that had pinned him, broke free from the wall, and coughed up another mouthful of blood. He nodded and said:


Chapter 63: Consensus between Garrison Corps and the Investigation Army