"Get lost!"
"Leave sothing for !"
"This at slls so good. It's just a bit lean."
"Irving, don't bla us. We've been starving for a long ti. If we continue this way, we'll all die of hunger."
"Sacrificing you can let us all survive. Consider this as your good deed."
"..."
Inside a dark basent.
Irving was tied to a wooden stake, his body covered in syringes, and an old woman was muttering to herself beside him, holding a small knife.
Anyone who sees this would think this old woman and Irving were mortal enemies, they will only sharpen their knives for him.
But no one could have imagined that this old woman was - Irving's mother-in-law.
"Hurry up, old woman."
"Two pounds of at, as agreed." The burly man urged impatiently, frequently glancing at the sticky fluid-soaked sofa beside him.
On the sofa.
Two bodies were entwined together, a beautiful woman underneath was tightly strangled by a belt around her neck, her fair legs trembling uncontrollably.
Thick white fluid covered her entire body.
She lost count of how many tis she had been tornted by the man on top of her.
The burly man seeing this scene, laughed:
"Honey, hang in there! You're not at a loss.This way we can trade two pounds of human at from them."
"Besides... you seem to enjoy it too!"
The abused woman on the sofa was his wife.
Last night, this burly man persuaded his wife for over two hours to exchange her body for at... After all, in this apocalyptic ti, chastity was nothing compared to starvation.
Half a year ago.
The world was suddenly shrouded in darkness, all species underwent so energy changes, but humans beca the lowest existence in the food chain.
Facing the hunting of these mutated creatures, with severe shortages of supplies, the order of civilization completely collapsed, and the number of human survivors was dramatically reducing!
Even to the point of cannibalism.
"Damn it!"
"Alice!"
"Charles!"
"You as a family!"
"If I have another chance, I won't let you go!" Irving, tied to the stake, roared in grief and anger.
Watching his flesh being cut off, leaving only stark white bones.
The heart-wrenching pain made him pass out several tis.
"The at on the legs has been cut off, and there's no at on the hands."
"He can't survive anyway."
"Just take out his heart."
"There are still many people waiting in line." A cold voice ca, the speaker was Alice.
His fiance.
And the one fighting on the sofa was his brother-in-law, Charles.
Seeing these two, Irving was filled with endless rage.
The next mont.
A dagger stabbed into his chest from behind.
Chilled to the heart! Irving only felt like he had fallen into an ice cave, his vision gradually engulfed by darkness.
...
"Damn!"
With a roar.
Irving abruptly woke up, and when his blood-red eyes looked around, he was slightly stunned: "Didn't I die?"
Inside the bedroom, apart from Irving's coarse breath, everything was so peaceful.
Ding dong.
His cellphone suddenly rang.
He glanced at the ti on the screen, finding himself unexpectedly back before the apocalypse started.
Resurrected?!
I resurrected!
Irving couldn't control his excitent. At this point in ti, he had just started dating Alice, that wretched woman.
According to the tiline, they were to be married in a month and Alice, that wretched woman agreed to marry him so quickly because she was pregnant—
With soone else's child!
In order to arrange the wedding, Irving sold the only property left by his parents after their death.
He thought he had found true love.
But later realized, he was just a patsy.
The key point was, ever since he married Alice, Irving had been working from dawn till dusk, tired like a dog.
His brother-in-law Charles spent his days whoring and accumulating debts.
He had to pay them off!
Alice's parents were retired, idling at ho doing nothing.
He ca to serve!
Alice's belly was getting bigger and bigger, the illegitimate child of another man inside her.
He ca to support!
Irving, deceived and used, was working tirelessly for their whole family.
But what was the outco?
The outco was that when the end of the world ca, he was betrayed and sold by these ungrateful betrayers.
They stripped him bare, cut off his flesh and sold it to others!
"You wait for , I will definitely settle this score with you!"
Irving gritted his teeth, and at this mont he thought of sothing even more important.
In a month, the end of the world will co.
How should he face this catastrophe when the ti cos?
Hoarding supplies?
Building a safehouse?
Useless.
Absolutely useless!
In his previous life, Irving had experienced the end of the world once. Thinking of those mutant creatures, he couldn't help but shudder.
Even mice could mutate into beasts as big as an ox... those sharp teeth could easily crush a grown man's skull.
And those pet cats and dogs, they all turned into ferocious beasts, even fiercer than tigers.
Besides there were even more terrifying existences...
"What should I do?" Irving suddenly realized that no matter how much he hoarded now, when the end of the world ca and he encountered those mutant beasts, there was only one end - death.
Ding!
Just then.
A crisp prompt sounded in his mind.
Just as Irving was wondering if he had heard wrong, the prompt sounded again.
[Detection of Blue Star will be devoured by the Dark Lord in a month.]
[The will of Blue Star is awakening!]
[Otherworld is being generated...]
[The ga world will synchronize with reality.]
[Internal testing quotas are gradually being released... Please wait patiently.]
What the hell?
Irving was stunned. His biggest hobby used to be playing online gas. He was once a top player in many gas. But since he got married and beca a workhorse for the Fang family, he played less and less...
And now he was actually granted a quota for the internal test of a ga system?
"The ga world... will synchronize with reality?!" Irving exclaid in surprise.
That ant he could possibly beco one of the professions from online gas, like warriors, mages, knights... and their spell abilities and attack thods could also be transferred into reality.
"If that's the case, maybe I still have a chance to fight!"
Irving thought of the terrifying beasts that would appear after the apocalypse, and a glimr of hope arose in his heart.
The system's voice ca again.
[Quotas are being released in batches...]
[Congratulations to the host for getting the first batch of internal testing quotas!]
[The will of Blue Star is binding with the host: Irving...]
[Binding complete!]
[Do you want to enter the ga now?]
His heart was trembling, his hands were shaking!
With a slight move of mind, Irving did not hesitate to choose to enter the ga.
The next mont, Irving only felt his vision darken. When his sight returned, he found himself in a small wooden house.
The furnishings in the wooden house were simple: a table, a wooden bed, and a wooden box.
And the light ca from a candle on the table.
[This is the birthplace.]
[The player's refuge.]
The prompt sounded.
In front of Irving appeared a virtual interface with three options:
Character attributes.
Backpack.
Leave the shelter.
"Let's get familiar with the environnt first..." Irving chose to open his character attributes, and his information was imdiately displayed on the virtual interface.
[Irving]
[Occupation: None]
[Level: None]
[Equipnt: None]
"..."
"How co there's nothing, isn't there any kind of main character aura?" Irving muttered.
But when he continued to scroll down, he couldn't help but smile.
[Materials: None]
[Talent: Tenfold Drop Rate (Your drop rate will be increased by 10 tis when you kill other creatures in the Otherworld!)]
"Whistle!"
"Is this..."
"I've beco a cheat!" Irving couldn't help but gasp, saying excitedly.
Then, he continued to learn so basic information.
The ga is a scene automatically generated by the will of Blue Star, directly bound to the host's consciousness, no need to download, can be entered at any ti.
And players can get a chance to awaken their talents, and a shelter that can be upgraded indefinitely, as soon as they enter the ga.
There are many powerful creatures in the ga, and even many races: elves, dwarves, dragons, and more...
Most importantly, everything in the ga can be brought back to reality.
The more Irving thought about it, the more excited he beca.
He used to be an extre addict of online gas, and although he was not top-notch, he was definitely outstanding among ordinary people.
And his awakened talent - 10 tis drop rate, directly made his potential undergo a qualitative change!
Not to ntion that internal test players have an advantage to begin with.
In a month's ti, maybe he could even set up a guild or sothing, pull in a bunch of strong people, and dominate!
Even if that's not possible.
Honestly building a good shelter, he might have so self-protection ability against the mutant beasts after the end of the world...
"Do you want to leave the shelter!"
"Yes!" said Irving.
The next mont, a whole new world appeared before his eyes.
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