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

Su Han suddenly laughed, which meant that South City was planning a bigger move with every payment they made.


Although everyone was cooperating and the better the items, the more monsters they could kill, it did not mean they would give things away for free.


As for the authenticity of the spiritual energy rifle, Su Han had no doubts.


Firearms and artillery shells are complicated, indeed, but some aspects are quite simple.


When a group of people who were good at handling firearms got together with several big shots like Tian Jiaxuan, it was easy to come up with something.


This wasn't creating something out of nothing but merely replicating, although the bullets were probably not of the original composition as their supplies of the raw materials were not sufficient.


Su Han picked up a rifle from inside the wooden box and knew right away it was made from the batch of iron alloy traded with South City just from the touch of it.


Chapter 211 Layout of the Steel Industry in South City