You Fought It for Food
Han Song gasped for breath, and the moment he reappeared at the entrance of Blood City, he pressed himself against the ground.
His posture was strange—his left hand was on the ground, and his right hand was behind his back, holding a knife that appeared out of nowhere, with the blade facing outwards and the tip pointing downwards.
According to the rules of movies and TV dramas, the lower you lie, the stronger you are. He's currently lying on the ground, so theoretically he should be ridiculously strong.
In the next instant, Han Song's eyes Godless over as he lunged forward, taking two steps and cleaving the monster in front of him, whose arm was a long sword, in two.
The blade sliced diagonally into the monster's shoulder and exited through its left ribs, clean and swift. The monster didn't even have time to utter a sound before turning into a cloud of blood mist.
At the very moment the longsword monster died, a blood-red vine pierced through the glass and shot straight into Han Song's face from the nearby building. Its tip was as sharp as a thin thread and carried a putrid stench.
Unable to retract his right hand, Han Song's left hand shot out, deflecting the attack at the cost of a broken arm. The bones in his forearm cracked upon impact, and then his entire left forearm bent at an impossible angle.
He didn't react, but instead slashed the vines with a backhand stroke. The severed vines twitched a few times on the ground before turning to ashes.
Another monster leaped from the shadows of the ruins, attacking from an extremely tricky angle. Han Song reacted instinctively—he sidestepped, ducked, and slashed his blade upwards, slicing off half of the monster's head...
It wasn't until Han Song, relying on his fighting instincts and the experience accumulated from countless deaths, hacked through the street that his soul finally returned to his body. It was as if he had been suddenly pulled out of deep water, his consciousness returning from illusion to reality in an instant, and everything around him became both strange and familiar.
After a while, Han Song finally realized that he had escaped that damned Blood-Colored World and didn't have to die forever.
"President, president?"
Han Song searched around but couldn't find Song Shige in the spacious Sanctuary. He tried to observe the Fortune through the window but found the surroundings too chaotic to see clearly.
So he plopped down on the skeletal throne in the center of the Sanctuary, wanting to use the Sanctuary's observation system to look outside.
After reaching level eight, the Sanctuary has all the necessary functions, making it almost equivalent to a Warship, with both powerful capabilities and strength.
The image above shows the Sanctuary moving at high speed.
"Hey, why aren't the Sanctuary owners Sanctuary? And why is the Sanctuary moving at such a high speed?" Han Song asked, puzzled.
The next instant, an indescribable impact occurred, and Han Song was instantly turned into a lump of flesh stuck to the Sanctuary wall. Then, an unimaginable mental wave swept over him, turning his brains into a pot of boiling soup.
"Damn it... Guild Master, you're... using the Sanctuary to smash people!"
Before losing consciousness, Han Song saw a blood-red phantom Spread around him. The Blood-Colored World he had been in was rapidly expanding and becoming a reality. Layers of blood-red mist covered the Void of the Land of Darkness, like a carpet being rolled out...
"Damn, too, too weak... I'm going to take drugs when I get back..."
When Han Song woke up after receiving treatment, Song Shige had already finished the battle and taken him to the Exploration Quest location, even helping him kill all the threats around him.
Han Song dares to say this because, in the entire Darkness Survival, there isn't a single Forbidden Class as monstrous as him.
Those from other families with Forbidden Class can kill wherever they go, running rampant and unstoppable.
As for myself... sigh.
After two days of exploration, Han Song unlocked his first Purple Skill – [Fortune Transfer].
"Wow, your skill really does match your profession [Heavenly Fortune Bearer] perfectly." Song Shige with some surprise.
"Uh, but my own Fortune is pitifully low, so I can't use it for now." Han Song was a little confused. His own Fortune was only slightly more than the average person's, but not very strong.
"At this point, you'll need an angel investor. Go find Consultant Su; he possesses an immense amount of Fortune." Song Shige clearly knew most of Su Luo's abilities.
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Han Song was now truly baffled.
He remembered that when he met Su Luo in the previous District War, his Fortune was like a flickering candle in the wind, almost the weakest among those present. Where did he get more luck?
"From my perspective, Consultant Su has very little Fortune."
Song Shige frowned, pondered for a moment, and replied, "Perhaps your observation skills are inadequate, or perhaps his Fortune has been hidden by the forces of the heavens. He mentioned Fortune to me before."
"Okay, I'll go see Consultant Su when I get back."
"Good boy, eat your food."
Yun Xiaoxiao has temporarily returned from her hometown and is squatting in Zone 76, playing with the dogs.
Her current body is vastly different from before. The entire humanoid machine has become more human-like in texture, and it is much larger than the previous figurine body, reaching a full half-person height.
The extra body parts were naturally printed by the [Electromagnetic Force Field Printer]. Those tiny materials, which were extremely difficult to manufacture even in the Yuncang Civilization, were easily printed out.
Now, Yun Xiaoxiao can Command an entire Yun Xiaoxiao Legion. She has already printed hundreds of Clones of herself back in her hometown, each with its own independent computing and mobility capabilities.
Now lying at her feet was a large, unidentified dog, entirely black with scales covering its body. It showed extreme disdain for the food Yun Xiaoxiao offered, shaking its head and refusing to eat.
This is the reincarnated Insect Mother. After contributing a large amount of experimental material, she was kept in Zone 76. For some reason, she looks like a dog, and because she has just been reincarnated, her intelligence is a bit low.
The Insect Mother tilted her head back, looking at Yun Xiaoxiao with disdain. She didn't open her mouth at all, but twitched her nose a few times, sniffed the suspiciously shaped thing in Yun Xiaoxiao's hand, and then sneezed dismissively.
Why aren't you eating?
Yun Xiaoxiao put the Nanorobots that was shaped like feces aside, looking somewhat puzzled.
Aren't dogs supposed to eat poop?
"What won't you eat?"
Su Luo parked the Laboratory outside Zone 76 and entered alone, hearing Yun Xiaoxiao's mutterings from afar.
The Insect Mother sensed Su Luo's presence, looked up in horror, her two tails tucked between her legs, her eyes filled with fear.
Then it cleanly and neatly swallowed the Ollie next to it in one gulp, chewing it thoroughly before swallowing it without even chewing.
After eating, the black dog that the Insect Mother had transformed into dared not look up at Su Luo, and its whole body trembled so much that it became stiff, as if it had just climaxed.
It didn't know why it was so afraid; it was just that sensing this aura and seeing this person filled it with an indescribable terror that welled up from its very flesh.
Yun Xiaoxiao was greatly alarmed.
Why did it eat you as soon as it saw you coming?
"You've ever fought with it for poop?!"