Published: February 5, 2025
It cannot be denied that at the moment he caught the monster baby, Ye Zhongming experienced the greatest emotional upheaval since his rebirth.
He knew that what he held in his hands was a massive treasure.
The monster baby seemed to be like a bug in the apocalypse, but only those who had experienced it firsthand would know the price one had to pay to obtain the treasures from this creature.
In his previous life, Ye Zhongming participated in campaigns to hunt monster babies, and each time it was a chaotic battle among various factions—organizations against organizations, battle groups against battle groups, zombies against humans, monsters against mutated beings… all lives that were drawn into the battlefield, whether actively or passively, would be caught in a frenzied struggle for life and death.
It was a brutal battle with a death rate exceeding sixty percent!
Yes, every monster baby contest could be called a meat grinder battle.
Using some very tempting rewards to attract countless beings to a soulless slaughter, Ye Zhongming sometimes wondered if the monster baby truly was a bug-like existence or perhaps an ironic source of war?
Perhaps only the final victor would find the monster baby adorable.
Today, would he be the winner?
This thought flashed through Ye Zhongming's mind repeatedly after he set his treasure-seeking plan for today, and it was not until he grabbed the monster baby that he felt that he might really become a winner today.
However, this feeling only lasted a second before it was replaced by a chilling sense of crisis that made Ye Zhongming's hair stand on end!
He did his utmost to sidestep, but he suddenly felt a flash of light in front of him, and something light slipped from his grasp.
The monster baby fell to the ground, struggling violently and letting out a mournful wail.
Ye Zhongming stumbled sideways due to the creature's thrashing, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
He saw that one of the monster baby's arms had been neatly severed, blood flowing from the smooth wound, and this was precisely where Ye Zhongming had been holding it moments ago.
In other words, if he hadn't dodged just now, it would not have been the monster baby's arm that was severed, but his own!
What was that sharp light that seemed to fly out of nowhere?
“Get away, and I'll spare your life!”
A deep, hoarse male voice came from the side, catching Ye Zhongming's attention.
He saw three people quickly approaching from a direction, led by a bear-like, sturdy man, dressed only in a tight black tank top and army green cargo pants, his heavy black boots thudding against the ground.
Behind him were a man and a woman; the man, appearing to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, held a spear with the tip pointed toward the ground, his eyes fixed intently on Ye Zhongming.
On the other side was a young woman clad in a motorcycle jacket, her long hair dyed red, swaying in the wind as she advanced. Her figure was excellent beneath her tight clothing, but her face was filled with murderous intent, her right hand slightly raised, glimmering with a bright light! The energy fluctuations were eerily similar to the sharp light from before!
Ye Zhongming's heart sank. He could smell the scent of evolvers from these three people, and the young man with the spear was clearly a professional, while the woman possessed terrifying attack skills!
The three were clearly led by the sturdy man in front, and with one professional and one attacker among the lackeys, how weak could the leader be?
Moreover, these three were ruthless in their actions, clearly well-adapted to the apocalypse.
How could such a strange force suddenly emerge?
As Ye Zhongming saw these three people rapidly approaching, he completely disregarded their warning and reached out to grab the golden bag.
But how could they let him succeed? The woman waved her right hand, and the bright light shot toward him again, arriving in front of him in an instant, forcing Ye Zhongming to retract his hand.