Survival for all: I, the creator of the halo

The dream began to spread.

The biting sense of ambiguity spread from the depths of my mind again.

Ning Ze endured the severe pain and opened his eyes.

What I saw was a strange yet familiar ceiling, with luxurious and exquisite crystal chandeliers.

Can……

"Where is...where?"

"Oh, I just went out of town yesterday to discuss a business deal. This is the presidential suite I booked in the hotel."

"Speaking of which, I feel like I slept a little too long, but it's still dark outside."

"Hi~ My head hurts. Did I forget something?"

——Bang bang!

There was a knock on the door, and the pain in Ning Ze's head gradually eased.

"At this time, could it be that the waiter is knocking on the door?"

"Knocking on the door in the middle of the night, the service is terrible."

Ning Ze muttered a few words.

Walking to the door, when he was about to open the door, his hand stopped and he looked outside the door through the surveillance screen next to him.

However, this glance immediately made him take a deep breath.

The person standing outside the door was not a hotel attendant at all, but a gray skeleton.

The skeleton looked up at the camera, revealing two dark eye frames.

The moment their eyes met, a blue will-o'-the-wisp rose up from its eye sockets, as if its entire body had found its target, and when it opened its mouth, it made an intrusive grinding sound.

Ning Ze took a deep breath and felt that his entire worldview had collapsed!

What the hell! ?

Didn’t it say that after the founding of the People’s Republic of China, becoming a spirit was not allowed?

Even if the skeleton is gone, you will still move!

--bump!

Just when Ning Ze brought a stool to the door and took out his cell phone to report it to the government.

Before the call was dialed, a sharp dagger was suddenly inserted into the door. The thick wooden door was penetrated directly, and the sharp tip of the knife was exposed on the inside of the door. The position where the dagger was inserted happened to be right next to him. next to the neck.

Ning Ze was frightened and dropped his cell phone on the ground. His back was completely soaked with cold sweat. When he came to his senses, he ran away from the door as if running away.

The surveillance video showed that the skeleton outside the door was holding a dagger, frantically inserting it into the wooden door, and the sharp tip of the knife pierced the thick wooden door one after another.

"Fuck you! What are you doing!!!"

With a pale face, Ning Ze quickly picked up the phone and wanted to report it to the government again.

"Damn it! No signal!"

Ning Ze panicked but didn't give up completely. He immediately searched frantically in the room for anything that could be used as a weapon.

After searching for it, he found that what he was holding was a sharp long knife.

Not only that, he was also wearing a wolfskin coat, his pants were also made of wolfskin, and he had a crossbow on his back.

"I……"

"I remembered, my name is Ning Ze, number NZ-3534, my profession is the only halo creator, my talent is SSS level halo creation,"

"The original world can't go back long ago... This is a world of survival."

"Half of us will sleep forever in a world of despair."

"I came back to change the ending... to save more people."

"They need me!"

The door was broken open by a skeleton, and the gray skeleton arm was stretched out to open the door from the inside.

The alloy chopping knife was swung with all its strength, and the skeletal arm was chopped into seven sections.

The six-layer bleeding effect is triggered directly regardless of the rules!

"Even if you are a god, you have to die here!"

Ning Ze pushed all the furniture in the room to the door and pushed the door tightly.

"Roar!!!"

Seeing that the door was blocked, the skeleton even more frantically banged on the wooden door.

I saw the gap in the wooden door getting bigger and bigger.

Ning Ze was also busy breaking open all the walls in the room. Large pieces of marble were stacked on the sofa to block the door.

Even if the wooden door is removed, the skeleton still cannot rush into the room.

"Roar!!!"

Accompanied by the unwilling roar of the gray skeleton, the will-o'-the-wisp in its pupils gradually extinguished... It's dawn!

[Successfully kill the remains of Dark Night Bone Carving Wizard, gain 1500 experience points, absorb source value*500, and obtain survival points*500. 】

Woo~woo!

When he woke up, Ning Ze found that his face was a little wet, and he found Fenrir resting his head on the edge of the bed and licking his cheek.

"I am"

He was still in a daze, when Fenrir barked twice more and then saw it put its head on the end of the bed.

Ning Ze stood up and took a look, only to see a familiar statue quietly placed at the end of the bed.

"Is this the statue I found in which cave yesterday?"

"No, I seem to have had a dream. What was it?"

Ning Ze was a little confused, so he simply stopped thinking about it and turned around to pick up the statue.

The statue suddenly split into two, frightened Ning Ze and quickly took a step back. Then he saw a severed gray arm skeleton and a thin piece of paper in the middle of the statue.

[Bone carving wizard’s arm remains]

[Explanation]: This is only part of the remains. If other parts can be found, there may be surprises.

"It turns out that the remains of the bone carving wizard are hidden in this bone statue. Is this just a part of it?"

The reward for the last wish mission is this piece of paper.

[Personality Puppet Production Drawings]

[Consumption]: Bones (depending on body size), fresh blood.

[Restriction]: It can be unlocked only after burying the remains of the bone carving wizard.

[Explanation]: It can only be made at night and can only be used at night. Of course, if you want the puppet to be controlled by you, you can only use your own blood. And remember, the puppet made has personality, anger, or Calm, or weird. You still need to explore it yourself.

Ning Ze looked at the drawing blankly, as if this personality puppet was something special.

The specific effect will not be known until tonight.

The thought that this thing needs to be made with blood gives it a somewhat weird aura.

Crazy world……

I can’t stand it anymore… The archived manuscripts on the shelves… I can’t stand it anymore.