112: Tyrant Shadow Assassin!

The temperature inside the cold storage was terrifyingly low.

The white mist from one's breath turned into ice crystals the moment it was exhaled.

Chen Du weighed the bone gold cleaver dropped by the Pig-headed Man in his hand.

The thing was ridiculously heavy, with the spine of some creature embedded in its back.

He gave it a casual swing.

The air vibrated at a low frequency.

It felt a bit like a chainsaw.

Nearby, An Nuonuo was sticking her little butt out, stuffing boxes of vacuum-packed premium ribeye into a woven bag.

“I'm rich, I'm rich...”

The Little loli muttered to herself as she stuffed them in, her drool almost leaking out.

“This marbling, this snowflake pattern... If I have Sister Xia Xin turn this into sashimi with some soy sauce, it'll be so fresh my tongue will fall off!”

Beside her, the Crab Claw Man and several survivors were acting as porters, trembling with fear.

Their movements were as stealthy as thieves, for fear of making a sound that might annoy the lord who was currently puffing away on a cigarette.

“Bi... Big shot, where should I put this box of beef tongue for you?”

The Crab Claw Man bowed flatteringly.

Those huge crab claws were perfect for use as a forklift.

An Nuonuo immediately turned her head and barked orders fiercely:

“Put it down gently! That's premium beef tongue! If it gets bruised, are you going to give me your tongue as compensation?”

She stood with hands on her hips, and that pair of lethal weapons on her chest trembled along with her.

The visual impact was maxed out!

“And you over there! Don't stuff luncheon meat into your crotch! I saw that!”

The Flat-top Haircut who was called out shuddered and hurriedly pulled the can out.

“Grandmother, have mercy... I was just too hungry, it was subconscious...”

Lin Keke shouldered her spear and went over to give him a kick.

“Cut the crap! Don't you know the rules? This is our captain's loot; is it something you can touch?”

“If your hands and feet are dirty again, believe it or not, I'll turn you into a can too?”

Chen Du ignored the farce over there.

His nicotine craving had kicked in.

He lit one and leaned against a shelf, puffing out clouds of smoke.

The stockpile of supplies here far exceeded expectations.

This one cold storage alone was enough for those women to squander for several months.

“With so much meat, we wouldn't finish moving it even by next year.”

He calculated in his mind.

He had to get that tool-person Xia Lai over here.

Her dimensional toolbox was the ultimate moving tool; it would be a waste not to use it.

Just as he was thinking about it.

A shrill scream drifted in through the ventilation duct.

“Chen Du! Help!!”

Chen Du's fingers paused.

Was that Xia Xin?

Although these women were a bit noisy, in Chen Du's logic, they were certified private property.

On this sea, someone dares to touch my people?

“How disappointing.”

Chen Du threw the cigarette he had only taken two puffs of onto the ground and crushed it with his foot.

The next second.

The shadow beneath his feet instantly boiled, like countless malevolent ghosts trying to crawl out of hell to claim a life.

“Let's go.”

He reached back, grabbed An Nuonuo by the back of her collar, and lifted her directly into the air.

The shadow, swept up by a wild wind, turned into an afterimage!

Boom—!

The cold storage door was smashed open directly!

“Hey hey hey! My steaks! I haven't finished packing them yet!”

An Nuonuo's two short legs kicked wildly in the air, while she clutched that bag of meat in her arms, refusing to let go.

This was a foodie's final stubbornness.

Lin Keke's reaction wasn't slow either, as she shouted, “Wait for me!”

She dragged her spear and chased after them.

The survivors were dumbfounded.

The Crab Claw Man swallowed hard, watching that terrifying retreating figure disappear, his legs going weak.

“Is... is this the aura of a big shot?”

In that instant just now, he felt like he was being stared down by an ancient tyrannosaur.

“Should we run?” Flat-top Haircut asked weakly.

“Run my ass! Open up your perspective!”

The Crab Claw Man gritted his teeth and picked up a box of meat. “This is a chance to cling to a powerful thigh! You only get meat to eat if you follow the big shot!”

“Everyone keep up! Whoever falls behind dies!”

...Entrance of the Meat Processing Plant.

Xia Xin and the others stumbled through the main gate.

Every one of them was injured.

Zhou Qian was even being supported by two people, the blood on her thigh staining her pant leg black.

Behind them.

The mist surged.

Countless deformed monsters were swarming like a tide.

“Hehehe... don't run...”

“Such tender meat... let me take a bite...”

Those mutated beasts with human teeth whispered while waving their sharp appendages.

Sparks were carved into the concrete ground.

The mental pollution was extremely severe!

The nearest mutated cow had already rushed to the door!

Its body leapt high into the air!

From the large mouth split open on its belly, several tentacles shot towards the trailing Ye Qiu!

Ye Qiu had no time to dodge at all.

A foul wind brushed against her back.

“Chen Du! Save me!”

Qiang!

Suddenly, a black blade light emerged out of nowhere!

Without any flourishes!

That mutated cow, weighing several hundred pounds, was sliced in half in mid-air!

Organs and black blood poured down like a rainstorm.

Chen Du stood before the women, holding the blade with one hand.

The bone gold cleaver was still humming and vibrating.

Writhing intestines hung from the blade's edge.

“Cap... Captain!”

Seeing this back after their narrow escape, the women's tears almost fell.

At this moment.

That upright back was practically dearer than their own fathers!

“Everyone, get out of the way.”

Chen Du took a step forward without looking back.

Facing the overwhelming tide of monsters, he went to meet them.

“A pack of animals, and you dare to act up?”

His voice wasn't loud, yet it could penetrate the noisy roars, carrying a tyrant-like pressure.

He made a grasping motion in the air.

“Those are my employees. Aside from me, even king yama isn't allowed to take them!”

Gurgle gurgle!

With Chen Du as the center, the shadows within twenty meters instantly boiled, turning into a sea of ground spikes!

Tyrant · Shadow Spikes!

The dozen or so mutated sheep charging at the front were instantly turned into kebabs!

The hard fur they were so proud of was as fragile as paper before the shadow spikes!

One by one, their bodies were pierced, and they hung in mid-air, struggling!

“Aaaah... it hurts...”

“Why... why...”

The monsters let out shrill human-like screams, making one's scalp tingle.

With every stroke of his blade!

With every cut, a beast's head was bound to fly!

At the same time, red light flashed to the left and right!

【Killed Mutated Greed-type! Obtained life essence x2!】

【Killed Mutated Greed-type! Obtained life essence x1!】

The pages in the sacrifice notebook were refreshing frantically in his mind.

This was a one-sided slaughter.

An Nuonuo wasn't idle either.

Seeing Chen Du slaughtering in all directions, she immediately began to act tough by association.

“Die! How dare you scare this baby!”

She hid behind Chen Du, firing an Air Cannon from time to time.

Exploding in the beast swarm, flesh and blood flew everywhere!

The Crab Claw Man and his people had just chased their way out when they saw this soul-stirring scene.

That man stood amidst a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

The ground at his feet was piled high with the corpses of monsters.

“Is this... something a human can do?”

The Crab Claw Man's jaw was about to hit the floor.

How was this a survival game? This was clearly a cheater bullying noobs in the starter village!

It was indeed shocking!

Chen Du stood atop the pile of corpses like an insurmountable chasm, forcefully halting this torrent of flesh and blood.

But there were simply too many mutated beasts! Could he really keep blocking them?

Chen Du swung his blade back, cutting off a sheep's head that had pounced from the air.

His Golden Wheel Pupils narrowed slightly.

His gaze pierced through the splashing black blood, looking deep into the mist.

More and more black dots were approaching, accompanied by noisy whispering.

Densely packed, endless.

“Is this the so-called tide of rule-based monsters?”

Chen Du calculated rapidly.

He couldn't kill them all.

There was simply no end to them.

And the cost-performance ratio was too low.

If he accidentally drew out some 'great horror' from the depths of the mist, or exhausted himself, that would be a real disaster.

Besides... he glanced out of the corner of his eye at the women behind him, who were at their wits' end.

In the balance of pros and cons.

A sharp light flashed in Chen Du's eyes!

The shadow spikes beneath his feet suddenly erupted in a wave of indiscriminate firing, forcibly clearing a five-meter fan-shaped area in front of him.

“Into the factory building! Close the doors!”

Taking advantage of this opening, he turned back and issued the retreat order.

This kind of war of attrition was meaningless; he wasn't here to farm monsters for levels.

The women snapped out of it and hurriedly supported each other as they retreated into the depths of the factory.

Chen Du brought up the rear.

A few more shadow spikes forced the beast swarm back.

Then, two shadows shot out from beneath his feet, wrapping around the two heavy iron gates respectively.

“Close... for me!”

The iron doors, weighing several tons, slowly drew together with a sharp grinding sound.

Thud!

The doors were completely closed!

The heads of several monsters slammed hard against the door panels, making dull, loud thuds.

Following that were dense scratching and banging sounds.

And those nightmare-inducing whispers continued to seep in through the iron doors.

“Open the door... I know you're inside...”

“So fragrant... the meat is so fragrant...”