Bizarre Survival: Starting from the Fake Human Community

"I know without you saying it!"

Su Ming quickly followed, focusing his attention on the monster and Wang Su.

"There it is! We finally found it!" Wang Mang was still holding a small flashlight, its beam quite bright. A long beam swept across, illuminating most of the monster's appearance.

A fleshy, ball-shaped object, over two meters long, lay sprawled on the ground, writhing and emitting a foul stench. Its body was covered in indistinct, twisting faces, as if struggling to escape.

"Ugh... That's disgusting. Even bird poop looks better than this!" Chen Chao said with disdain, unable to bear the scoundrel's face.

"Holy crap, what the hell is this hook stone thing?" Zhou Zheng, who had been quiet all along, trembled as he pointed at the fleshy ball in front of him.

"I was killed by this thing? Really?" Zhou Zheng's mind was filled with excitement far exceeding that of others. The method of death described in the supernatural notebook was caused by this unassuming creature; how could he not be excited?

"Tsk tsk, so this is what the fake King looks like!" Li Mo, who had been silent all along, was also attracted by this thing. His slender figure drew closer under the light, and he stopped in a place close to the fake King.

"I thought the King of Pseudo-Man would be a larger version of a pseudo-man, or some kind of pseudo-man with superpowers. I'm a little disappointed!" Despite his disappointment, Li Mo maintained a smile, making it impossible to tell what he was really thinking.

"There's no husband and wife in 'husband and wife lung slices,' and there's no wife in 'wife cake.' We can't be bound by preconceived notions!" Su Ming chimed in, glancing at Li Mo's back.

"Cough cough..." Fatty Wang Mang mischievously shone the light on his face. In the dim light of the underground parking garage, he looked quite eerie. "Don't get too excited yet. Killing it will allow us to clear the game. Save the excitement for after you've cleared it!"

At this point, Fatty was more anxious than anyone else and quickly reminded everyone to get the situation back on track.

"That's right, who cares what it is, as long as it explodes, it'll be fine!" Wang Su was too lazy to argue, and smoothed her hair behind her head. She pulled out a skull-shaped die with one hand.

Su Ming glanced at him; Wang Su was getting serious: "Are you sure you can kill him in one go? Don't end up half-dead; he might get so angry he'll turn us all into meat patties!"

"Don't provoke me. I promised I would take action, and I won't hold back!" He became very impatient upon hearing Su Ming's distrustful tone.

In reality, he was usually very trustworthy, but with the matter at hand, he had no choice but to urge, "Stop talking nonsense, I'll clear the way. Use your lighter to replenish the supply; hiding things won't benefit anyone!"

Wang Su's dice resembled a small skull, without any numbers, but their power was not to be underestimated.

He tossed the dice away carelessly, like throwing away trash.

"Ah..." The sudden, sharp pain was like an 80-kilogram iron hammer falling from the sky and striking his body, causing him to kneel down involuntarily.

Yud screamed as he clutched his left hand; his little finger and ring finger were severed, and blood gushed out.

Every curse comes with a price!

The price he paid this time was the loss of two fingers, and the side effects mercilessly descended upon him, causing him to scream in agony.

A loud bang echoed throughout the entire underground parking garage.

The side of the fleshy ball, which is most of its torso, was blasted open with a large hole.

The putrid, septic-smelling bodily fluids sprayed everywhere, like a sewer explosion.

Especially Wang Su and Su Ming in the front row.

Su Ming shouted, "Stop standing there! All of you, charge!"

Having said that, the first one grabbed a kitchen knife and rushed towards that tattered, foul-smelling mass of meat.

Every time the fleshy ball extended a tentacle, Su Ning seized the opportunity to cut it off, while Wen Wan also took a dagger and ruthlessly attacked the scattered joints.

"Brother, you're so strong! Hit me, hit me!"

Chen Chao, with his silver horn, wearing a pink, blood-stained vest, waved a steel pipe wildly, which actually attracted the attention of two tentacles.

"Ouch!" The next second he was sent flying three meters away, crashing into a pillar and groaning, but he wasn't seriously injured.

"Chen Chao, take it easy! Don't hit this disgusting thing and get yourself killed!" Wen Wan shouted, reminding Chen Chao.

They had met Chen Chao, and they were not enemies; their relationship was fairly good.

"It's okay! Your brother Chao is tough and resilient!" Chen Chao got up and rushed forward again.

"You're really hot! I love your kind of wild horse!" With that, he threw down the steel pipe and roared.

The pink vest... to be precise, his entire body had swelled up a size. Then Chao rushed towards the ball of flesh, forcefully picked up a part of it, and yanked it hard.

Then, organ fragments and bodily fluids were scattered everywhere, making Chen Chao look like a madman.

His cursed object, simply put, increases his strength, allowing him to attack like Popeye.

The side effects are also very direct and obvious: as the ability is used, the clothes will keep tightening until they squeeze Chen Chao to death!

With the supernatural notes no longer a concern, Zhou Zheng silently took the fire axe and began chopping at the base of the fleshy ball, one blow after another, steady and ruthless.

His girlfriend, Wang Le, was still hiding behind a pillar, clutching a utility knife, trembling like a leaf, but she didn't scream, which was an improvement from before.

She has always been timid, and Zhou Zheng has always been the one protecting her.

Despite his chubby appearance, Wang Mang was now incredibly fierce, using both hands and feet. He was going to inflict as much damage as possible on this fleshy ball, determined to kill it!

Su Ming thought Li Mo wouldn't make a move, but from his perspective, Li Mo took off his clothes, covering a large piece of broken glass, and then started slashing and cutting at the fleshy ball with a smile on his face, doing his part as well!

Su Ming felt gratified to see everyone who had contributed.

He flicked the lighter, and green flames shot out, burning the remaining intact parts of the flesh ball.

However, the consequences were immediate. As the saying goes, the price may be late... but it will never be absent!

Then he felt a discomfort in his throat, a suffocating sensation, and immediately coughed up a few small clumps of grayish-black mucus tinged with blood.

After using it many times, Su Ming could tolerate the suffocating feeling, though it was still quite unpleasant. Afterwards, he had to try to cough up the ashes.

Of course, the ashes can't be completely coughed up; some have already accumulated in the throat and lungs.

However, this could be a future problem; it's best to deal with the fake King first.

"Su Ming!" Wen Wan rushed over to help him.

"It's nothing, it's a small matter, relax, relax!" Su Ming wiped his mouth. "Speaking of which, isn't this just the body of a 20-something-year-old, but the lungs of a 70-year-old heavy smoker?" He laughed self-deprecatingly.

"An old smoker might cough, but you're coughing up blood!" Wen Wan's eyes reddened.

"It's alright, it looks like we won!" The battle was basically over, and Su Ming comforted her. "At least we can get out of here alive!"

"Haha, with this level of skill, even if you brought 10 more of your Chao-ge, I could still tear them to shreds!" After taking down the fake King representative, they were almost done with the game, and Chen Chao seemed very excited.

"Calm down, calm down!" Wang Mang said, but his body was trembling with excitement.

Zhou Zheng and Wang Le, the couple, snuggled together, both letting out a sigh of relief.

Li Mo sat on the ground, unconcerned about his image, and smiled at everyone.

"Damn it, it's finally over, haha! I won!" Wang Su, who had lost two fingers, was covered in sweat and collapsed to the ground like a dehydrated fish.

The announcement came on amidst everyone's excitement, the sound intermittent:

The False King has been defeated.

[The dungeon is about to be completed...]