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

Bai Shan hurried over, with Su Han holding Bai Qilan in his arms. Her cheeks were pale, slightly leaning against his chest, her brows faintly furrowed.


Su Han carefully examined her and found that there were no injuries, but it seemed that the recent outburst had consumed too much of her spiritual energy and mental strength.


This situation had occurred before in some patrol and exploration teams.


However, for those of slightly higher strength like them, it was quite rare.


"Uncle Bai, I'll take her back first. You go and call for Master Cao."


Bai Shan's three-eyed mantis lifted him up, and he immediately rushed towards the direction of the hospital.


"Ji Mingyang, notify the patrol team to stand guard here and clean up."


With just a command, Su Han quickly returned to Villa No. 9 with Bai Qilan in his arms, went straight up the stairs, pushed open Bai Qilan's room, and placed her on the bed.


Chapter 194 Perceiver