From 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

Over seven hundred years ago in the alleys of Food City, a deadly escape initiated by monsters and humans unfolded.


Upon seeing an idiot who appeared to have given up and stopped running, even going so far as to attract the monster's attention, some of the students were ecstatic, while others felt a sourness in their noses.


Whether it was out of a simple desire not to die or an unwillingness to let someone down, they did not cease their flight.


The lizard-like monster ran faster than them, and their only hope was to run into a terrain complex enough to hide in—hoping that the creature would then go off in search of other prey.


As they sprinted madly, some had a premonition that they might soon hear the wails of Lin Rui, or perhaps... he wouldn't even have time to scream?


While they were thinking this, a powerful tremor surged through them.


Chapter 165: The Legacy of a Hero