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

The battle plan was simple, set up defensive fortifications and lure the rat monsters over, to exterminate them on a large scale.


According to Yan Tiejun's thinking, if only there was air support, they could simply provide firepower coverage. It wouldn't matter if there were three thousand or five thousand, even ten thousand would turn into "roasted duck necks".


Of course, the military's armament department couldn't possibly have air power, and even if they did, it wouldn't be possible to use it in such foggy conditions, not to mention that the fog not only obstructed visibility but also interfered with signals to some extent.


But none of these were problems, as long as they had enough personnel. A simple accumulation of fortifications was completely sufficient to deal with these monsters.


Although they had lost heavy firepower, the physical condition of the Contractors had also become much stronger.


Chapter 122 Bai Qiuwen Gives Advice