Dungeon Defense - Chapter 184 – Misanthropy

Wang Chen unexpectedly transmigrated to a world of immortal cultivation.He became a Qi Cultivation junior in the Outer Sect of the Cloud Sun Sect in Dongcang State.Within the sect, the hierarchy was stringent and the power struggles were fierce;Outside the sect gates, Demons roamed and Evil Wraiths were rampant!Wang Chen, who was weak in strength, decided to lay low until the end of time.However, with time goes by…He persisted and was surprised to realize that he had already unexpectedly become a Bigwig!!!

A seemingly ordinary training exercise led Chen Jian and his squad into a completely different time and space.In the post-apocalyptic world, monsters run rampant, and the surviving humans struggle to live under their terrifying claws.To fight the monsters, the living have abandoned everything.Human nature no longer exists; beastliness is the mainstream.To defeat them, one must first become them.-----------------Chen Jian was supposed to be like the others here, pursuing the maddening evolution.But, when the tungsten-core armor-piercing round first penetrated the Kui Niu's keratin armor, he suddenly discovered...Perhaps there is another way to stay alive?

Gao Yang was an orphan who, at the age of six, crossed over to a “parallel world” and began living in a warm family of five.When he turned eighteen, Gao Yang accidentally discovered the truth about this world: it wasn't a parallel world at all, but a mysterious realm, and the loved ones and friends around him were all terrifying “Monsters”!Gao Yang, upon uncovering this truth, narrowly escaped death and, at a crucial moment, gained a system called “Luck” .The longer he survived, the stronger he became! And so, a deadly game of sheep and wolves unfolded...

...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.