More 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

Such a domineering statement, it didn't quite sound like Bai Wu's style. Initially concerning the Yan Family, Yan Zizai felt somewhat uncomfortable hearing it, yet he believed this to be the correct response.


"Your character is not too despicable either."


"Every Evil Fallen I've encountered outside the tower knows that I am one of the High Tower's five exemplary citizens."


Yan Zizai did not comment on this statement.


"You should also tell me what exactly is going on, right?"


"Yan Jiu is getting married; it was the Patriarch's wish. He is someone with more power than the Yan Family Head, to be precise, the true ruler of the Yan Family. He's also a person I respect."


Indeed, Yan Zizai greatly admired Yan Zhao.


Bai Wu, however, felt something was off here, especially after meeting Zhong Xu; he didn't have the slightest fondness for rulers at all.


Chapter 115: The Doctor and the Judge