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

Yan Tiejun's hoarse voice came through, "We all held on for several months until the second fog tide came, and couldn't hold on anymore. In heavily fortified cities with plenty of Armed Forces and fortifications, we absolutely could have held on longer, even make it through the transition."


"You two must have simulated it again these past few days."


Su Han's eyes were sharp as he looked towards Li Ruikang and the others.


They didn't deny it and said, "Yes, according to the scale of the second wave, a large part of the cities would become fallen cities, the number of survivors would significantly decline, and the Survivors' Camp might even be destroyed, losing the ability to recover by itself. But we believe there are still some cities that will inevitably be preserved, even having recovered before us."


Chapter 267 Analyzing the Situation_2