Bizarre Survival: Starting from the Fake Human Community

"Let go of that girl and let me handle this!"

Although Su Ming really wanted to do this, the other woman was already taken, so it wasn't appropriate for him.

Of course, even if Li Mo wanted it, he couldn't give it to him! Su Ming was thinking of getting close to him first, and then finding an opportunity to try and mess with Li Mo.

"One minute left," the fake King Li Mo reminded him with a smile. "Time is running out. Haven't you made a decision yet?" Another bloodstain appeared on Wang Le's face from the broken glass.

This is both a warning and a pressure of time.

Zhou Zheng saw this and felt a pang of pain in his heart. Su Ming was about to go over when Zhou Zheng stopped him: "Don't come any closer, Su Ming! This is my business, it has nothing to do with you. I'm grateful for your help all this time!"

Then Zhou Zheng took a deep breath. He looked at Wang Le, whose face was streaked with tears, and Wang Le was shaking his head desperately.

Then he looked at Su Ming. Su Ming was one of the few people in the room he could trust.

"Su Ming," Zhou Zheng said with a wry smile, "my girlfriend... I'm asking you to take care of her."

"Zhou Zheng, don't..." Before Su Ming could finish speaking, Zhou Zheng had already turned around and strode towards the fake King.

"I choose option one." His voice didn't tremble. "Release her, and I'll give you my life."

The fake King Li Mo's eyes lit up with a human-like light: "Are you sure?"

"Zheng-ge, no!!" Wang Le screamed and struggled desperately, but Li Mo's hands held her like iron clamps.

"Stop struggling, your boyfriend is only doing this for your own good! How touching, haha!" Li Mo smiled, though it was hard to tell how much of what he said was genuine.

Zhou Zheng walked up to the fake King and stopped. He was only an arm's length away from Wang Le, but that arm's length was farther than life and death.

Only one of him and Wang Le could live, and he loved Wang Le. He was also a man, and he couldn't keep hiding from this situation.

"I'm sure," Zhou Zheng said, glaring at Li Mo through gritted teeth, his eyes filled with a look of utter hatred. Then he turned to Wang Le, forcing a smile, "Lele, don't cry. It's good that you're alive."

"Promise me you'll live well! Live on with the courage I've given you!"

"Zheng... Brother Zheng! Waaah... Waaah..." Wang Le cried so hard he almost fainted.

Everyone sighed as they looked at the ill-fated couple. Li Mo, however, was enjoying himself.

"Are you satisfied now!" Zhou Zheng glared angrily at Li Mo. If looks could kill, Li Mo would already be the minced meat in a noodle soup.

"Don't rush! Don't think of me as something so terrible, and don't do anything underhanded, or I can't guarantee what will happen!" The fake King released Wang Le and shoved her towards him. Wang Le staggered and fell towards Zhou Zheng, who caught her and hugged her tightly.

"Alright, goodbyes over." Li Mo's voice came from behind. He had never intended to spend any more time with the two of them.

Zhou Zheng pushed Wang Le away and turned to face the fake King. His eyes held fear, but even more so, a resolute determination.

"bring it on."

Li Mo grabbed Wang Le by the neck with one hand, and with the other hand raised, handed the broken glass to Zhou Zheng.

"You son of a bitch, I curse your ancestors! You won't even give him a decent death?" Chen Chao cursed angrily, clutching his stomach, but no one responded.

Wang Mang kept sighing, while Wang Su remained indifferent, as if it were none of his business.

Wen Wan didn't dare to open her eyes, while Su Ming kept pounding on the wall.

They couldn't save Wang Le, nor could they change Zhou Zheng's mind.

In the end, they still couldn't do their best in this survival game.

"No!!" Wang Le cried his heart out and was about to rush over when Li Mo grabbed his hair tightly.

"Ahhh...hoarse!" Zhou Zheng screamed as shards of glass slashed across his neck, his eyes bloodshot.

A sharp, intense pain and a chill swept over his brain. "Cough cough..." In just a moment, Zhou Zheng collapsed to the ground, struggling to breathe as if he were drowning.

"Take a good look, see how he ended up like this trying to save you!" Li Mo pointed at Wang Le's eyes, and Wang Le clenched his fists tightly, shouting and yelling like a madman!

In the end, disregarding the broken hair, she turned around and bit Li Mo with her teeth.

Li Mo didn't care and let her bite recklessly.

In just over a minute, Zhou Zheng completely lost consciousness. Blood pooled around him, even staining Li Mo's shoes red.

Zhou Zheng died with his eyes wide open, staring at Li Mo like a demon.

"Birth, cough cough, birth!" Su Ming cursed angrily, coughing up streaks of blood. Seeing this cruel scene, his already weakened throat and lungs were further aggravated by the urge to vomit blood.

Li Mo shoved the crazy Wang Le away, shook his head, squatted down, and picked up the shard of glass.

Su Ming and Wen Wan took the opportunity to pull Wang Le over, fortunately without any resistance.

Chen Chao was injured and unable to move, and Wang Su could not be motivated unless bribed. The only ones capable of fighting were them, or more precisely, Su Ming!

He couldn't hold back any longer, pulled out his lighter, and unleashed a furious flame in the dimly lit garage!

The fire snake was about to bite Li Mo, but before it could reach him, he dodged it with an astonishing speed.

Li Mo suddenly raised his hand, and shards of glass flashed coldly through the air.

Su Ming was shocked; Li Mo's speed was simply too fast!

Strangely, the broken glass wasn't aimed at Su Ming.

Instead, he stabbed himself.

With a soft "pfft!"

A shard of glass pierced deeply into Li Mo's temple. Dark red liquid streamed down his cheek, dripping onto the ground with a corrosive hissing sound.

Su Ming was stunned, as were the other people who were still conscious.

Li Mo's body began to tremble, and his face began to change constantly.

After a short while, the constantly changing face finally froze; it was Zhou Zheng's face after his death!

It was a pale, unseeing face, filled with boundless hatred, yet now radiating a malicious smile.

"You...you don't...think...you've...won?" Li Mo said haltingly, a smile still playing on his lips. "No...I...died...before you...you...will never...know...what...awaits you...after clearing the game..."

"Let's live...forever...in fear..."

"Hehe... Hahaha!"

Finally, his voice grew softer and softer, until it turned into a barely audible laugh.

The body of the False King... that is, Li Mo, collapsed to the ground like a crumbling ancient Roman sculpture.

The face he transformed into, Zhou Zheng's, opened wide at the moment of his death, accompanied by a final shriek, and then... fell into complete silence...

The underground parking garage fell into a deathly silence.

Wang Le collapsed to the ground, completely disoriented. Wen Wan held her, both of them trembling.

Wang Mang plopped down, panting heavily.

Chen Chao leaned against a pillar, clutching the wound on his waist, and cursed a few times, "Damn it, damn it, damn it!"

Wang Su stared expressionlessly at the corpse of the fake King, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

Su Ming stood there coughing, still clutching the lighter in his hand. His throat and lungs began to taste of ashes again, but he ignored it.

Wen Wan leaned closer and whispered, "He...is he dead?"

Su Ming looked sorrowful and did not answer.

He was thinking about Zhou Zheng's tragic fate of being toyed with until his death, and also about the last words of the fake king Li Mo.

"You never know what awaits you after you've cleared the game."

What does this mean?

The broadcast suddenly came on, this time crystal clear, without the previous intermittent, noisy, and distorted sound: