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

"I'm also a Spiritual Perceiver, and I awakened before you,"


Bai Qilan explained calmly, "You've just awakened. If you try to sense too much, then your spiritual energy and mental strength will be insufficient."


Zhao Yaqian was completely confused, just asking somewhat dumbly, "This, this is my ability?"


Bai Qilan nodded, "We're all Spiritual Perceivers. We are especially sensitive to spiritual perception and environmental sensing. The place before your eyes is the Spiritual World, stripped of all other elements of the world, leaving only a world of spiritual energy. Here, you can sense many things, humans, monsters, spatial fissures, or Spiritual Perceivers like you and me. As long as you sense with your heart, you should be able to master it quickly."


She didn't conceal anything about being a Spiritual Perceiver, as Zhao Yaqian could have discovered these things by herself through trial and error.


Chapter 213: The Exchange of Inspirers_2