It's the Apocalypse, so Being a Mahjong God Isn't Too Much, Right?

Also known as: It's the Apocalypse, and Being a God of Mahjong Isn't Too Much to Ask, Is It?

The shadow of the apocalypse shrouds the land of Shenzhou, with crimson auroras, symbols o...

Chapter 1 The Beginning of the End

The distance is neither too far nor too close, just enough to observe through the gap in the curtains, which is relatively safe.

Quietly opening a gap, Jiang Che suddenly felt a surge of hope in his heart.

The tall woman I met in the evening was actively hunting giant scorpions!

My feeling was right, this person's fighting power was indeed off the charts!

What's shocking is that the giant scorpion was scared away and fled frantically without the woman even taking the initiative to attack.

Its leg appendages are like gold and iron, easily piercing into the tofu-like cement stones, and crawling on the walls as if walking on flat ground, at an extremely fast speed.

A strange magic circle appeared under the woman's feet. The moment Jiang Che saw the magic circle clearly, he was numb and his three views were washed away.

What the hell!

The symbolic pattern that emerged in the center of the magic circle was actually the mahjong tiles we use in daily life!

【hair】

What's even more strange is that as the magic circle emerged, several three-dimensional fonts surrounded the woman.

Unlike the two-dimensional fonts written by humans, three-dimensional fonts are extremely strange.

Even though Jiang Che had never learned it, he could understand the meaning from the three-dimensional font.

[Emerald Soul Talisman - Origami Thief]

The font lights up and magic happens.

A flash of emerald green light passed by, and the woman turned into a paper figure, then transformed into an origami bird and chased after the giant scorpion.

However, the giant scorpion dodged extremely quickly and was much more familiar with the terrain than the woman, running around in the streets and alleys.

Watching this escape, Jiang Che's heart sank.

The woman had high combat power, but was clearly unfamiliar with the terrain.

You are a monster. How come you are more familiar with the terrain than humans in a human neighborhood?

Jiang Che thought of the neighbor who was blown up.

No matter how unwilling you are to believe the truth, it is there.

Monsters, by eating human brains, gain human memories and experiences...

The wisdom that mankind is proud of will be gone.

There would be no point in hiding.

Neighbors have memories of themselves in their minds.

It must die!