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

Cao Yubao's voice came through, and everyone looked over.


The old man spoke in an unhurried manner, "One thing is to stockpile medicines, but what I'd like to suggest is trying to cultivate medicinal herbs. We should plant those medicinal seeds and see if they can, just as Miss Qilan has inferred, yield evolved kinds of medicine."


He paused before adding, "Stockpiled drugs will eventually run out, and we need to prepare for that ahead of time."


Cao Yubao's suggestion was sensible, and Yan Meiyu quickly took note of this point, her gaze also turning towards Su Han.


Su Han nodded, saying, "Leave this matter to Meiyu to handle. As for how much to plant and what can be sown, Master Cao, please pay close attention. However, it may not be possible to find that many medicinal seeds under the current circumstances."


"I understand," Cao Yubao said with a bitter smile, "It's just that if we can save one more person, we should save one more."


Chapter 129: Pioneers and Survivors