Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again - Chapter 3792: Our Situation Will Be Worse

【Global game starts】

[First round, low-level zombie doomsday]

【Put all humans in the target world】

[Mission: Survive for thirty days and accumulate 1,000 points]

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Su Changxing’s eyes turned dark and he came to a dilapidated city. Outside the door was a zombie that could break in at any time. He was terminally ill and fell into absolute danger, and accidentally discovered the point discount store in his mobile phone. .

The fate of everyone has been reshuffled, and the rules of the world have been disrupted and recast.

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I'm truly not a simp.But I had no choice.……In order to spend all this money, Jiang Chen had to rack his brains and resort to all sorts of means.Audiences: “Wrong, all wrong, this isn't a dog-like simp, obviously, it's a love wolf in battle!”

A world where magic beasts went extinct… until technology revived them!David wakes up in the middle of a Hatching Ceremony in the body of Jethro Merrick, clutching the lowest ranked egg.Now he’s living the life of a poor mechvet’s son, dreaming of adventure as a Riftwalker (think monster taming and dungeon clearing… but with cybernetic beasts!).But dreams crash fast. His egg hatches into a Red Lizard—cute but powerless and only used for pest control. Just as Jethro resigns himself to a boring life, a wrong turn during a Rift Training expedition lands him in a forbidden Rift zone.He barely escapes alive… only to wake up with a supercharged power: he can see the magic and mechanics of every mechbeast, right down to their origins!Here’s the catch: the ancient conqueror who once had this power wants it back, and he’s bringing an army of terrifying mechbeasts to take it.To survive, Jethro must build an army of his own, starting from his powerless frail lizard. But can a pest-control pet (and its rookie human) save the world?Let’s hope so, because our dear world of Nebulon desperately needs saving!

When the night came, there was a twittering sound in his ears, and the monster in the shadow began to move restlessly. Jason’s hungry stomach began to roar, and he couldn’t help swallowing saliva. Hunger is the best spur.