Fatso of Stone Tile Slope

Apocalypse befell, and roommates performed a skyward ritual.
As the fog descended, the Book of Blood Spirit appeared in the hands of all survivors, and only those with a Contract monster could survive.
Su Han directed his gaze to the neighbor who had already mutated and twisted, silently pulling out a gleaming fruit knife...
Grotesque meat corpses, giant spiders with gaping mouths, eyeballs enveloping the city, one-eyed sharp-toothed hand monsters...
Civilization fell, cities shattered, and all humans became meat for the monsters. There was only one way to survive:
Use monsters to fight monsters.

My Monster Fuses Everything

Four people followed Zhang Fu into the hall, where survivors now filled the space, each of them looking agitated.


As Zhang Fu made his way through the crowd, shouting loudly, he managed to lead Su Han to the front of the hall, where Cheng Zhenyong was peering out the window.


"Su Han, you're here, take a look at this fog."


Looking through the window, Su Han saw that the dense white fog had lightened considerably. Although it still enveloped the surroundings, it felt as if the thickness had shifted from a heavy quilt to a thin veil.


The visibility had greatly improved; from just one glance, he could vaguely make out the greenery of bushes in a residential area seven buildings away, faintly visible through the fog's veil.


The limit of visibility was around one hundred meters, where objects could be vaguely seen as shadows, becoming clearer as one drew closer.


Chapter 34 Parking Lot