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

Her eyes sensed the gaze of Bai Wu, different from those of the other people in this group, or maybe, there was someone even more profound among them.


The nine-tailed fox looked towards Bai Wu.


"Little fox, how about you let me have you if you cannot eat that brawny one? I want to eat that one full of meat," the merman said as he looked towards the nine-tailed fox.


The sparrow on the tree branch licked its lips with evident greed in its eyes. "I like his eyes. I want to eat that short one," it said.


Bai Wu grasped the green bronze axe in her hand, drawing out the most suitable short sword for close combat from her body, standing at the forefront right against Five Nine King.


Bai Wu and others would be quite in danger if Five Nine suddenly got entangled with some strange creature, but it would be fairly good if there were only one Five Nine.


Chapter 22: The True Trump Card of Bai Wu