Apocalypse befell, and roommates performed a skyward ritual. As the fog descended, the Book of Blood Spirit appeared in the hands of all survivors, and only those with a Contract monster could survive. Su Han directed his gaze to the neighbor who had already mutated and twisted, silently pulling out a gleaming fruit knife... Grotesque meat corpses, giant spiders with gaping mouths, eyeballs enveloping the city, one-eyed sharp-toothed hand monsters... Civilization fell, cities shattered, and all humans became meat for the monsters. There was only one way to survive: Use monsters to fight monsters.
Cao Yubao was somewhat puzzled by this young man's thoughts; faced with monsters, he didn't flee but instead asked about the monsters' situation.
All he could do was recall carefully, then he replied, "It's hard to say, it should be once every three to five days when it fights the biggest monster. I haven't seen who wins or loses, but I think the unknown monster might be more formidable."
Monsters frequently attacked the hospital, but none had ever stayed, and the number of monsters inside the hospital was actually decreasing, likely due to the monsters from outside.
Upon hearing this, Su Han felt somewhat able to judge the situation; if their strengths weren't far apart, then it would be manageable.
"Old Zhu!"
"Boss, what do you need me for?"
Zhu Xiong quickly approached, and Su Han, giving him a glare, said, "Stop joking, let's go lie in wait."
"Wait for what?"
Zhu Xiong was utterly confused, and Su Han said, "To find you a second Angel Envoy."
"There's such a good thing?"