My Doomsday Simulator Game

Chapter 7 7. All members are destroyed

Su Hong opened the illustration book, and the figure of the corpse ghost was hidden in the dungeon, with skinny limbs like twisted and forked branches, and blood-red eyes stared at him.

"The rotten corpse ghosts in the dirty sewers of the prison city were originally ordinary residents of the prison city. After the disaster came to the prison city, the people were alienated by the disaster, tortured by illness, and their skin gradually fell off. Because they were afraid of light, they hid in the dark sewers."

"Rotten corpse ghost message 1: Sunlight? I heard it is as warm and bright as a bonfire."

"Rotten corpse ghost message 2: The disaster is coming, pray for the sun, and hope that the prisoners in the dark bottom prison will not escape."

"Rotten corpse ghost message 3: Itchy... Itchy, the skin is falling off again... It's so cold... No, I don't want to warm myself by the fire."

"You seem to have discovered their weakness: they are afraid of light and fire."

"The people of the prison city?" Su Hong pondered.

According to all the current intelligence analysis, it seems that in a city called Prison City, disaster has come, prisoners have escaped from prison cages, and ordinary people have been polluted by the disaster and turned into monsters. The same apocalyptic disaster as Sheng City has occurred there.

"So Xue Jing's alienation is also due to a disaster pollution source in Sheng City?"

"Can solving the disaster pollution source end the disaster in Sheng City?"

Su Hong buried his guess in his heart, and then picked up the corpse ghost arm that looked like a withered branch on the ground.

"Disaster items have been found, should we refine them?"

It is hard to imagine that this corpse ghost arm is skinny, but it hides a terrifying power that can crush iron armor.

"Refine."

A pot of green soup appeared with bubbles gurgling, and the corpse ghost arm fell into it. The dark and weathered skin completely fell off, the muscles contracted, and the mysterious power turned into wisps of blood and dyed the green soup red.

Then the completely squeezed arm fell out of the crucible and dried up into a hard object.

"Refining succeeded, and I got the talent of disaster (temporary): Corpse Ghost Left Hand."

"Corpse Ghost Left Hand (Excellent): You tamed the arm of the rotten corpse ghost, and from now on it will merge with you. You have a third arm, and the strength will increase with the level of disaster."

Excellent quality?

It seems to be a higher level than ordinary.

"Su... Brother Su Hong?!" Wang Chengzhi suddenly exclaimed, "That arm has mutated!"

The corpse ghost arm that fell to the ground exuded a faint blood, the purple muscles swelled, recovered vitality, and the granulation at the broken end grew, waving like a tentacle.

"It's okay, it's normal."

Su Hong answered casually, picked up the corpse ghost arm, and the granulation stretched and climbed up the left arm armor, growing into the gap of the armor like a spider web.

The corpse ghost arm grew firmly on the iron armor, connected to Su Hong's flesh and blood.

His mind moved slightly, and the slender arm actually moved with his will, and he could also turn the direction at will to attack the enemy behind him.

The corpse ghost swung out his left hand and grabbed the door handle beside him. Squeak... The metal made a sharp and unpleasant sound, and was pinched into a dent.

The strength of the corpse ghost's arm was much greater than his, but much less than that of its original owner. It should be because his disaster level was too low.

"This... is this normal?" Wang Chengzhi was dumbfounded.

Wang Yuxi also swallowed his saliva, "Su Hong, this thing is too weird, or you should be more careful."

Su Hong smiled, "Uncle Wang, it's the end of the world now, and all weirdness cannot be viewed with common sense. All we can do is try to get more power."

After speaking, he walked to the iron door of the dungeon at the end of the corridor and peeked inside through the gap of the iron door.

Because it was too dark inside, he couldn't see anything, and could only hear some subtle weird sounds echoing inside.

"You have carefully explored the abrupt dungeon, and your mysterious knowledge has increased, and your disaster potential has increased by +15."

Su Hong touched the chain keyhole on the iron door, "Uncle, do you have a way to open this door?"

"What if there are monsters inside?" Chen Liming hesitated.

"Let me take a look." Wang Yuxi came over, "Huh?"

The man made a sound of surprise, not because the keyhole was so strange, but because the iron door lock was too plain and simple, just like a rusty lock unearthed from ancient times.

"This thing is so simple, wait for me." Wang Yuxi left a sentence and ran upstairs.

Su Hong said: "Chengzhi, your father can also open locks?"

"Old Wang worked hard for a while when he was young, and he learned a little bit of everything. He often boasted to me during dinner."

"Brother Su Hong, I was careless just now... If I see these monsters again, I will kill them one by one."

He was still thinking about his embarrassing performance in the battle just now, and his face was a little embarrassed.

Su Hong nodded. Wang Chengzhi's reaction to the monster was what a normal person should have. It was indeed embarrassing, but he was qualified as a punching bag.

A few minutes later, Wang Yuxi ran back panting, with chisels, wires and other tools in his hands, half-knelt in front of the iron door and started working.

"Strange, really strange."

Wang Yuxi worked for a long time, sweating profusely, but the door lock did not move at all.

"There is no rust inside, how can it not be pried open."

Su Hong was not in the mood to think about why the door lock could not be opened. At this time, his ears moved slightly, and he seemed to hear some roars coming from behind, and the sound became clearer and clearer.

He looked back, and the mysterious vision took effect. The thick blood mist of disaster invaded the corridor, and he saw the corpse ghost hidden in the dark.

Chen Liming also heard it, and his face changed slightly, "Is there a monster below?!"

He originally thought that the monster came out of the door of this mysterious dungeon, but now it seems that there are monsters downstairs.

"Uncle Wang, stop prying, come with us."

Su Hong held the kitchen knife tightly, and the corpse ghost behind him folded his arms and put them away, ready to go.

Just as the four of them walked to the corridor, a roar sounded, and two corpse ghosts attacked from the darkness, knocking Chen Liming and Wang Yuxi to the ground.

Before Su Hong turned around, the smelly wind whistled, and another corpse ghost rushed over.

The corpse ghost behind Su Hong pulled out his arm like a long whip, strangling the corpse ghost's neck. He reacted quickly, transmitting huge force to his arm, and the wronged souls surrounded the blade, and the kitchen knife actually cut off the corpse ghost's arm directly.

"Ah!!" The corpse ghost roared, grabbed the corpse ghost's arm that was strangled in his throat, and wanted to escape into the darkness.

"Want to escape?"

The slender corpse ghost arm grabbed the corpse ghost back, and the kitchen knife chopped wildly.

Behind him, Chen Liming struggled desperately, but the corpse ghost still found a gap in the armor and bit into it with its fangs.

"Ah!!" Chen Liming screamed.

"Monster, get out of here!"

Wang Chengzhi waved his kitchen knife wildly with fear on his face, trying to get the corpse ghost that was pressing on Wang Yuxi off.

"Chengzhi, run!" Wang Yuxi shouted desperately.

The next second, the corpse ghost turned around and stared at Wang Chengzhi with bloodshot eyes.

"No, don't." Wang Chengzhi staggered back and fell to the ground.

"Ah!!" The corpse ghost pounced on him and slapped his claws, leaving dents on the armor.

"Damn it!"

Su Hong had just killed a corpse ghost and wanted to support him, but the corpse ghost lying on Chen Liming roared and pounced on him.

Chen Liming was lying on the ground without any movement.

Three arms intertwined countless shadows under the emergency light, and Su Hong vented all his anger on the corpse ghost.

"You defeated the rotten corpse ghost, and your experience increased."

"You gained 'Disaster Potential'*4."

After dealing with the second corpse ghost, he quickly walked to the corridor. At this time, Wang Yuxi and Wang Chengzhi were already silent.

There was a big hole in Wang Yuxi's chest armor, and the iron piece pierced into his flesh and blood. His abdomen was a bloody mess, and his intestines were leaking out.

And Wang Chengzhi died even more miserably. His iron armor was smashed flat, and a big pit was sunken in the iron barrel head. Metal fragments were mixed with flesh and blood, and he was squeezed into a meat paste.

Even though he knew it was just a simulation, the lingering smell of blood in his nose made Su Hong's face look ugly.