Bloodbath, Bumper Harvest!

Seeing Su Mo get knocked back, Oreo leaped forward and blocked him.

For a moment, the two sides actually began confronting each other.

Fortunately, with Oreo baring its teeth in front of him, Su Mo, whose head was spinning, got a precious chance to catch his breath.

After three to five seconds, as the dizziness in his head eased somewhat, Su Mo got to his feet and looked carefully.

From that fleeting glimpse earlier, Su Mo had only thought it looked somewhat like a wolfdog.

But now that he got a proper look, he felt his scalp go numb. This was absolutely not a creature that had ever appeared on Earth.

Although it looked like a dog, not a single patch of skin on its body was intact.

Its back in particular had a large section of skin missing, exposing the rotting flesh beneath, from which gray-black blood dripped.

A pair of blackened eyes stared fixedly at Su Mo, as if warning him—You've trespassed on my territory!

The Black Dog's wildness was on full display. It seemed that if Su Mo made even one step forward, it would pounce and fight him.

This was definitely not a normal creature.

Should he flee or fight? As Su Mo considered this, the hideous monster suddenly pounced again. Like a bolt of black lightning, it leaped through the air, trying to break through Oreo's defenses.

Su Mo instinctively raised an arm to block, but just as the Black Dog took flight, Oreo below struck it from behind, slamming into its belly and knocking it over to the side.

"Now's my chance."

A vicious glint flashed through Su Mo's eyes. He rolled across the ground like a donkey, completing the series of movements needed to turn the iron axe into a Beech Spear in an instant.

He thrust down at its head and pulled back, the spearhead tearing away a strip of flesh from the Black Dog's body.

Immediately afterward, he pressed down with all his strength, spear shaft and spearhead together. The spear transformed into a whip and lashed viciously across the Black Dog.

"Whine—whine!"

The whip-spear seemed to have struck a sensitive spot. Even when it had been pierced with bloody holes, the Black Dog had not made a sound, but now it howled repeatedly after being struck.

Strike while it was down and finish it off.

Su Mo, who had spent half his life as a refined and gentle man in civilized times, had not expected such tremendous strength to surge through his body.

The force began at his waist, traveled to his upper arm, then passed into his forearm, finally driving the spear shaft to lash the Black Dog again and again.

Only after he had beaten the Black Dog's spine into two pieces did Su Mo stop. He looked down from above at the Black Dog struggling on the ground, his gaze lingering especially long on its rotting face.

Seeing that the Black Dog still could not get up, Su Mo let out a long breath. His strength gave out all at once, and he nearly collapsed.

Seeing Su Mo's condition, the Black Dog, which was lying on the ground, suddenly moved as if its front and rear halves had separated. In a bizarre posture, it kicked off the ground with its forelegs, sprang up, and opened its black-and-yellow teeth to bite Su Mo's thigh!

Oreo, standing guard nearby, whimpered and was about to rush over to block the attack for Su Mo. However, it had not expected Su Mo to be even faster!

As if everything just now had been an act, Su Mo raised the spear again and thrust it straight at the Black Dog flying toward him.

Crack!

Carrying tremendous force, the spearhead plunged into the Black Dog's mouth. Su Mo, gripping the shaft, felt as if he had taken a heavy blow and was knocked to the ground by the impact.

Looking at the Black Dog monster impaled on the spearhead like a skewer, a vicious glint flashed through Su Mo's eyes. He licked his gums and spat out a mouthful of blood. "That was one hell of a scare."

Lowering the spear in his hands, Su Mo looked toward Oreo. Unexpectedly, Oreo whimpered and lay on the ground, afraid to come any closer.

Realizing his condition, Su Mo froze, then lowered the spear in his hands.

The ferocity in his eyes faded along with the spear touching the ground, returning to his usual gentleness.

"Whine, whine, whine..."

Seeing Su Mo change, Oreo finally ran over aggrievedly and rubbed its head against him.

Su Mo wanted to hug it. But the moment he raised a hand, pain spread through his entire body, and his chest, which had been struck by the Black Dog, felt stifled.

When he raised his hand, he saw that the friction from gripping the spear shaft tightly had left it covered in countless tiny wounds.

When he clenched his hand, the pain stabbed straight into his heart.

"This thing really packed a punch. It shouldn't count as a normal creature anymore, right? It doesn't even need to breathe."

Rubbing Oreo's head with his elbow, Su Mo forced himself to stand.

The Black Dog clearly had not existed in anything from his store of knowledge. Even the mutated chameleon from before had not actually exceeded the bounds of biology.

But this monster did not breathe and had no scent. Even with its spine broken in two, it could still launch a suicidal attack. It was truly frightening.

Mustering his spirits, Su Mo leaned on the spear and began walking toward the building in the middle.

He was worried that the commotion just now had attracted other creatures. He had to finish quickly. He would search for whatever he could find first.

"This lock is somewhat similar to the ones on Earth. I've never seen this design before, but this isn't the time to study locks."

He pulled out the iron axe and, gritting his teeth against the pain in his hand, brought it down. The thin iron chain holding the lock snapped, and the lock drooped uselessly.

He pushed open the door, and a musty smell, as if no one had lived there for a long time, wafted out.

With the light from outside, Su Mo managed to make out the interior.

The room was extremely plain, as if it had been looted.

And calling it a room was generous. To the left of the entrance was a heated brick bed, a feature northerners particularly favored. It occupied a full third of the room.

At the head of the bed sat an old, bulky television.

Without a second thought, Su Mo walked straight over and stored the television, along with the power strip it was connected to, in his inventory.

Whether it was a bulky television or an LCD screen, seeing objects from the previous world in this world filled Su Mo with a sense of familiarity from the bottom of his heart.

As long as there was electricity, perhaps the television could still play. Who could say? After storing the things on the heated bed, Su Mo also took the tea set on the round table in the middle, tossing the table in as well.

Everyone's inventory initially had twenty slots. Before leaving, Su Mo had used six, so there was more than enough room to store things now.

After looking around once more, Su Mo, intent on sweeping the place clean, rolled up the moldy bedding on the heated bed and stored it before leaving the middle room.

"The owner of this room probably took away everything they could carry. What's left was either inconvenient to move or meaningless."

He chopped through the lock on the right-hand door, and sure enough—

The room had been emptied completely. There was not even anything left for Su Mo to loot.

For a moment, Su Mo felt rather depressed. He had paid such a price and gotten so little. But after he opened the lock on the left-hand door, he was overcome with pleasant surprise.

"This should be a kitchen. I didn't expect them to leave me something like this."

The room on the left was even simpler. There were two earthen pots on the left, while a small table on the right held a cutting board.

Of course, those were not what had surprised Su Mo!

The bottles and jars placed on the table were the true source of his delight.

Half a bag of salt, pepper, chili powder, baking soda, star anise, bay leaves, and several other seasonings were all stuffed into Su Mo's inventory.

Looking down, Su Mo happily discovered half a bag of opened flour sitting in a water vat.

Because the water vat was well sealed, Su Mo dug into it with his hand. Only the top layer had darkened; the flour beneath was still perfectly white, which delighted him.

"Take it all! Take everything!"

The earthen pots, water vat, seasonings, and half a bag of flour—the kitchen had become the greatest harvest of this battle.

After confirming that there was nothing else in the room, Su Mo backed out and limped toward the breach in the earthen wall, leaning on his spear.

During this time, Oreo had dutifully stood guard at the breach. When it saw Su Mo approaching, it hurried over.

"Woof, woof, woof!"

Oreo barked anxiously while tugging Su Mo's pant leg and pulling him outside.

"All right, all right. Let's go. We won't explore anymore. Once we're better equipped, we'll come back and search this place from top to bottom."

Looking at the civilian houses beside the newly built earthen wall, Su Mo could not hide the longing in his eyes.

But when he opened Oreo's status panel and saw that the Sixth Sense skill was already on cooldown, Su Mo's heart tightened. He quickened his pace and left through the misty exit they had used to enter! As Su Mo departed, the noisy entrance to the ruins once again returned to silence.

Before long, the dissipated mist began to gather again. Yet at the breach Su Mo had chopped open with his iron axe, a human-sized shadow could clearly be seen.

The shadow seemed somewhat restless. After pacing around for a while, it vanished into the mist once more.

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