Over the final three days, Meng Chao slightly enhanced his existing skills and exchanged for an Elementary Healing Technique. After healing all his hidden injuries, he did not unlock any new skills.
Current Contribution Points: 7523.
An unprecedented fortune.
After some thought, he decided he should not spend every last Contribution Point whenever he got them. With money in hand, his heart would not panic.
It was also on this day that Dragon City suffered another descent of fog—the largest and most sudden one in ten years.
With the National College Entrance Examination approaching, all the students were living on campus.
At midnight, Meng Chao woke abruptly for no reason, feeling the air congeal as a thin, piercing howl surged like an undercurrent.
Then, a shrill alarm rang through the entire city, tossing the students out of bed.
"What's going on? The Meteorological Bureau never said monsters would attack the city tonight!"
"This is a top-level alert. A large number of Space Fissures have torn open in the city. The worst-case scenario has happened!"
"Didn't they say space was gradually stabilizing, and that monsters would only attack from the outskirts in the future, rarely appearing directly in urban areas through Space Fissures?"
"Who knows!"
Everyone hurriedly threw on their clothes.
While they were still adjusting their combat boots, Meng Chao had already rushed out.
In the corridor, he witnessed an utterly shocking sight.
At some point, huge vortices had appeared in the night sky, which had once glittered with countless stars.
Each vortex dragged hundreds of writhing tendrils behind it, their colors thick and lurid, like bloody wounds torn open across the night sky.
Within those wounds, the stars had vanished. As darkness pulsed and exhaled, colossal monsters beyond the power of words drifted above the city.
They swayed and