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

Li Wenyuan revealed a shocked expression, then sighed, "Indeed, there's no such thing as a free lunch in the world. No wonder that guiding voice always seemed so faint."


"I want to hear the voice of the world's will."


Su Han shared his thoughts with Li Wenyuan, but Li furrowed his brows, shaking his head, "It's impossible. Apart from the initial guidance, I also have no way to communicate with it; I only know it must exist, but it's very weak."


Li Wenyuan paused, then said, "The Star Torch Tree and the Lamp Tree should be able to contact each other, especially after my transformation, I can faintly supply some power to it, but it will take some time."


Su Han, hearing Li Wenyuan's words, also furrowed his brows, his idea dashed. If he could directly converse with the will of the world, understanding its layout, then by cross-referencing, he would know much more.


Chapter 430: Transaction_2