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.
"That leader must be one of the earliest mutated Fish-Head Monsters, at least of the First Order Upper Grade in strength. They consider Yunling Lake their territory, viewing any creatures that approach as prey or intruders, with a non-negligible level of aggression."
Bai Qilan and Ye Kailing were well aware of the Fish Monster tribe's behaviors, having stealthily collected water while the group wasn't paying attention. Despite their efforts, sometimes they couldn't avoid sneak attacks and had to make quick retreats without time to cover their tracks.
"Pack up your things, and then follow us back to the camp."
The information Bai Qilan provided was very important, concerning the future water collection, but more than that, he valued Bai Qilan herself.
While the apocalypse had overturned many things and natural rules, inevitably, new rules also emerged.