Nuclear fire has burned civilization to ashes, leaving only bones and blood in the wasteland.
I, Lu Zhaoming, an unlucky soul who transmigrated into the apocalypse, found the 'Doomsday Ju...
The host is advised to immediately, at the speed of light, leave the current area; otherwise, the consequences... well, the system database has never recorded such outrageous consequences!
Lu Zhaoming: "..." This broken system usually keeps a low profile, but when it comes to crucial moments, its吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for sarcastic or critical remarks) is better than anyone else's.
His heart sank suddenly, as if he had been kicked into an ice cave on a hot summer day, the chill running from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.
This inexplicable signal carried a terrifying pressure that made one's soul tremble. That feeling was far more sophisticated, grand, and classy than all the antics that old man Chi Xiao had pulled together. It was simply from a different dimension!
He even felt the air around him become thick, and each breath carried a heavy pressure.
He clenched his fist, his nails digging deep into his palm, a sharp pain shooting through him, but it only made him more alert.
A soft "crack" came from his joints. He lowered his voice, almost squeezing out a few words through clenched teeth, with a hint of self-mockery: "What the hell? That guy Chi Xiao is just a gatekeeper in the newbie village at best. Is there some kind of world-destroying demon king hiding behind him? Starting with this kind of hellish, enhanced difficulty dungeon, they really think highly of me, Lu!"
He took a deep breath, and the unique smell of dust and rust mixed with a faint scent of blood from the ruins entered his nostrils. Far from making him panic, it instead made a playful glint flash in his deep eyes.
He slowly raised his eyes, glancing at the Green Serpent opposite him, who was still in an offensive stance with a "you're dead" expression, as well as the Blood Raven troops behind him who had already raised their weapons but were somewhat agitated by this sudden turn of events. A meaningful smile, even one that seemed to enjoy watching the drama unfold, suddenly appeared on his lips.
“Green Snake,” Lu Zhaoming’s voice was not loud, but it was like a cold hook that accurately hooked the nerves of everyone present, “It seems that the audience who bought tickets to enter today’s grand show is… a bit overcrowded.”