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.
South City Meeting Room
"What's the situation now?"
Su Han's gaze swept over everyone, all of their faces very grave.
"The Lone Wolf has sent news that traces of Lizardmen have been discovered in the misty regions north of Sanjiang. They dispatched a scout team to explore, and they encountered a Lizardman Tribe attacking a city, with significant losses."
Zhu Xiong, with a solemn expression, said, "Ningshou City, Dongpu City, Xintian City—around all three cities there have been traces of the Lizardmen Clan, on a large scale no less than two hundred thousand, already split into several squads, continuously plundering the population. Looking at their movement trajectory, they might be targeting the Wushan Base."
'Wushan Base, was its location coordinates captured last time?'
Su Han immediately associated it with the last battle against the Great Demon Incarnation of the Lizardman, finding it unsurprising that the location of the Wushan Base was known.