Chen Jing's heart stopped. Who could stand this?

Thousands of outer creatures appeared suddenly, filling the entire sky, and Chen Jing ran on the bare street like a living target.

No one would remain calm in this situation. Chen Jing turned into the alley and ran desperately. Finally, he saw something that looked like a sewer cover.

"That place, just crawl to that place..." Chen Jing... pounced over and used all his strength to lift the manhole cover, and several tentacles drilled out from inside.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" Chen Jing looked at the monster crawling out. Their eyes met and immediately hundreds of eyes stared at him. Chen Jing felt extremely desperate.

This is not a game at all, this is reality. In reality, the boss will not release monsters one by one to play the game of Calabash Brothers saving grandpa, nor will he explain anything to you. It is so cruel, so cruel that every step is like dancing on a cliff.

"Hmm!" Countless attacks were about to fall on him when suddenly a figure rushed out. It was Captain Fang of the Grey Sparrow Squad. Chen Jing had only seen her twice, but at this moment she raised her shield and stood in front of Chen Jing: "Go."

It was just a simple word, but Chen Jing felt a lot of things from it. He turned around and ran for his life, with dead silence behind him.

He knew the captain had no chance of survival.

The team was teleported near him.

After the captain, came the deputy captain, the communicator, the combat team, the logistics team, and an artillery team. Their sacrifice only delayed the attack for a few seconds, but Chen Jing successfully got into something like a trash can. Thin armor covered his entire body, and he became invisible. A sticky and pulpy substance also covered his entire body. Chen Jing looked at the lid that had just been closed, and his perception told him that the outside was already full of those monsters.

Not knowing anything is the most terrifying thing. Just like now, Chen Jing doesn't know whether this disguise can delay for a while, but he has no choice. Just like now, this man with mild mysophobia is squatting in a liquid that he has no idea what it is, but the strong desire to survive makes him choose to endure.

"Bang!" The trash can next to him was overturned, and Chen Jing's heart suddenly jumped up. Under the threat of death, he reviewed his life again. To be honest, there was nothing good to remember, no deeds worth mentioning, and no feelings worth commemorating. He was like a lonely traveler.

But there were also people worth remembering: the always paralyzed wolf, the wheelchair-riding girl, the goddess who loved to joke, the evil god who was too lazy to move, the evil god's tool pillow, and the literary evil god who kept repeating that he was not Bubble...

Being able to spend the last part of my life with them is not a loss at all, it can be said to be a huge profit.

Suddenly, the surroundings became quiet, and in the distance, a powerful aura swept across the entire city.

That's Teacher Eliza.

Originally, Chen Jing had always respected Eliza. There, Eliza was one of the few instructors who would look a kid like Chen Jing, who had no background, in the eye, and she was also the only one who taught her students everything she knew.

Her eyes were always sad, as if she was still living in the past. Chen Jing once heard Jasmine say that she had never been able to get out of the shadow of that day.

All the outer creatures had passed. The instructor who had once challenged the Lih fleet alone decided to fight alone again.

But then, a flame shot up into the sky from the other side of the city, and then a giant wolf stood up.

Chen Jing carefully climbed out of the trash can. The surroundings were very quiet, but he couldn't help shivering. The constant temperature system was still working, but Chen Jing felt a biting cold.

He was very quiet, squatting against the wall, letting the disgusting stuff flow down the thin black armor, his eyes blurred with tears.

After a while, the little alien stood next to him, holding Shamils ​​in his hand.

Chen Jing waved his hand: "It's useless for someone like me to wear it." He stood up and said, "I'm going to hide first. Just tell me after you're done."

The little alien didn't say anything high-sounding. She just looked at Chen Jing quietly. Her eyes were very simple and gentle.

"What can I do? I don't know how to do anything. I'm just a burden now."

The little alien opened his mouth and said, "A true hero isn't someone who is born strong, but someone who becomes strong through their own will. That's what the book says."

"Hahahaha, I've only been here for a short time! Are you in such a hurry?"

"Your weakness is not in your body, but in your will or courage. You are a coward."

"Yeah, that's me. I just want to run now."

"You can fight."

"Then die? I don't want to die." Chen Jing said this in the calmest tone possible, and walked silently past the little alien.

The little alien left without saying anything else. Chen Jing walked into a house, gave it a quick check, and then tried his best to reinforce it. Finally, there was no gap left. He found a small room, huddled in, and fell asleep with his head in his arms.

…

Eliza killed the last monster, her body covered in blood. She didn't know whose blood it was, but all sorts of other things were smeared all over her. She sat down exhausted, while Jasmine stood on the rooftop not far away. "Where's Chen Jing? Doesn't he usually come over to make sarcastic remarks?"

The little alien came over and said, "He's afraid of being held back, so he shut himself off."

Fenrir shook his ears: "Is he okay?"

"I don't know. I'm just a young alien."

"Where's that team? Our ability to locate Chen Jing and understand the crisis depends entirely on them."

"I've uploaded it and saved it with me. I can just rebuild the body when I get back." Jasmine replied.

"It's almost clean." Then, the sky suddenly turned red, and more outer creatures fell like rain.

"We have as much of this stuff as we want on the outer layer."

"Have you rested well?" Jasmine asked Eliza.

Eliza was stunned and laughed: "Don't treat me like an old man! Asshole, aren't you over a hundred years old!?"

More than three hundred demon wolves shook their ears to indicate that they heard nothing.

The battle restarted, flames, sword energy, wolf claws, devouring, endlessly.

Chen Jing was still sleeping soundly.

…

[Azathoth: Chen Jing didn't log in today! He usually signs in.]

[Big Sister Bubble: I don't know, maybe he's dead.]

【Gauze: Could it be that he was attacked by the Lord of Tindalos?】

[Hound Lord: Oh my god, then it really costs you nothing to slander me!]

Azathoth: I've decided. I'm going to find him! I'll chop down anyone who tries to stop me!

[Ghros: You just want to go to his place and slack off. Forget it, or I'll let you taste the sound of a celestial body twenty light years in diameter.]