There's a skull dungeon attached to my basement

In a desolate city, a uniquely equipped and heavily armed squad was cautiously advancing.

They wore soft armor embedded with scales, tactical helmets and goggles, and wielded matte-finished longswords, with modular rifles slung on their backs; one towering figure even carried a dark, ominous tube.

With a strange, eclectic style, this squad seemed to be searching for something.

They moved carefully and slowly, as the desolate city was prone to appearances by gigantic, scaled monsters; any disturbance could lead to unnecessary danger.

They cautiously entered a ransacked shop, and a crackling sound came from the microphone clipped to a collar.

"Area secure. The target is within this vicinity."

Upon receiving this message, the squad leader issued an order.

"Short break, then begin searching for the target!"

Suddenly, the members of the squad seemed more relaxed. A small figure picked up a bag of shriveled potato chips from a collapsed shelf, swatting dust off the packaging while complaining.

"Damn it, the number of Dragon Beasts gathering here has been increasing lately. Is it really necessary for us to come here and look for that so-called savior!"

Such words made the small figure shiver.

She immediately fell silent.

Rest and resupply continued.

However, the burly leader wasn't as steadfast as he appeared. It was a normal feeling. Casting his gaze upon the desolate, silent city before him, who could have imagined that it only took three years from the disaster to humanity abandoning the city in defeat, and everything turning into such a mess?

With the destruction of one settlement after another, more and more people chose to hide in shelters, waiting for the start of the next era. Their hopes of victory were becoming increasingly slim, so slim that they had to rely on a savior suddenly appearing out of nowhere.

But since cannons and tanks had failed to drive back these Dragon Beasts, could this savior who descended from the sky really save them?

The hulking man, like an iron tower, pondered in confusion.

Until a sudden explosion erupted.

Why does it feel like I can't escape ambushes and plane crashes no matter where I go?

Amidst the shockwave, Xiao Yang was sent spinning out of the dilapidated residential building, thinking with annoyance in the air.

The damage from these self-detonating lizards wasn't that high, but mixed in with the ordinary lizard monsters, he had carelessly fallen victim.

Fortunately, the location of his descent wasn't too high, only six floors. He crashed heavily onto the ground, leaving a clear human-shaped imprint on the concrete.

The explosion startled a large number of lizard monsters in the surrounding area. These hunched, bipedal lizards were constantly emerging from every corner of the ruined city.

But if Xiao Yang had to say, these guys were still too weak. Generally level five or six, their damage was only about ten points, not even enough to penetrate Xiao Yang's defense.

Extreme stats brought a terrifying difference in level against weaker enemies. Super stat monster, a well-rounded pentagon, this was the most suitable template for monster slaughter.

Xiao Yang was afraid of being ganged up on by those red-eyed rats, because those red-eyed rats were at least level eighteen monsters, and the dangers of the green sewers weren't just the red-eyed rats.

These large lizards, only slightly stronger than ordinary skeletons, were not even worth his attention.

Extending his hand, Xiao Yang slowly crawled out of the pit he had created. A red-eyed lizard with a bloated belly suddenly rushed in front of Xiao Yang, wanting to give him a close-range explosion, but before it could explode, Xiao Yang grabbed it directly.

"Why do you lizards have to develop self-detonation abilities?"

Xiao Yang looked at the red lizard in his hand and spat out these words fiercely.

The annoyance of being ambushed and forcibly crashed once again made Xiao Yang's mood not good, and the diverging thoughts made him more violent than usual.

One hand grabbed the red lizard's arm, and the other hand grabbed the red lizard's leg. Amidst its terrified struggles, Xiao Yang began to exert force with a ferocious expression.

With a sudden tear, it was as if a grenade had been detonated. Blood and flesh splattered all over Xiao Yang, but Xiao Yang remained indifferent. The self-explosion only cost Xiao Yang three points of health. Immediately afterward, a green recovery of six points appeared on Xiao Yang's body. Xiao Yang gained three points of health after taking an explosion.

In this situation, surrounded by a group of giant lizards, Xiao Yang let out a shrill laugh.

This scene was carefully observed by the rescue squad in a street-facing shop not far away.

Because Xiao Yang was too conspicuous, they had been overlooked by these lizard monsters.

At this moment, everyone in the rescue squad was stunned, slowly opening their mouths.

If they weren't mistaken, that was the savior they were supposed to be picking up, the terrifying guy holding a bloody lizard leg and laughing wildly in the street.

A massacre began, a one-sided massacre, Xiao Yang's massacre of these lizard monsters.

To be honest, Xiao Yang wasn't too interested in this kind of slaughter. These monsters were too low-level, not even providing him with any experience.

But these monsters were too reckless, constantly涌来from all directions, frantically pouncing towards Xiao Yang. Helplessly, Xiao Yang could only swing his staff and send them to their deaths.

After a chaotic battle.

Xiao Yang didn't know how many lizard monsters he had killed. He only saw that the small backpack carried by Little Bone was bulging greatly, seemingly unable to hold any more. Xiao Yang had never seen such a scene before.

The lizard monsters finally knew fear, screeching and retreating in disarray. After the battle, Xiao Yang even crawled out of the pile of lizard monster corpses.

Wiping the sticky, scarlet mixture remaining on the Vengeful Soul Helmet, Xiao Yang pulled up the helmet's visor, turned his head back, and seemed to see the object of this mission. Raising the corners of his mouth, Xiao Yang showed them a friendly smile as he made eye contact.

"The service attitude must be good. Be a warm savior!"

Xiao Yang thought to himself.

But perhaps the other side didn't feel that way. During the eye contact, amidst Xiao Yang's friendly smile, the tall and sturdy captain of the rescue squad suddenly sat down on the ground with a thud.