Matrix Survival: I Get A Random Chest Every Day-Chapter 796 - 58 Eye Ball Rampage!

Clang!

The longsword sliced through the air!

Sizzle~

Sparks burst forth.

Zhan Zhouzhou nonchalantly dispersed the Purple Extreme Sword that flashed in his palm.

The next second, a fine crack appeared on the surface of the corpse that had just resumed its breathing motions, running diagonally from the right shoulder to the left hip.

Corpse: "..."

This isn't how it's supposed to go!

Why aren't you playing by the rules?

At times like this, aren't you supposed to be filled with curiosity, waiting for the corpse to revive and then understand the whole story?

Why did you move so ruthlessly without saying a word?

And you went straight for the kill, cutting the corpse into two halves?

Must you be so brutal?

Must you be so merciless?

Thud~

The upper half of the dry corpse fell to the ground, stirring up a weary cloud of dust that settled slowly under the pull of gravity.

[Prel's Eye: The identity of the 'mummified corpse' is unknown; it preserved its last breath until now through some special ability and was finally activated, only to be slain ruthlessly a second before revival.

It might have harbored an incredible secret.

Now...

The secret is gone.]

"I don't care what secret you have, I'm not interested."

Zhan Zhouzhou glanced disdainfully at the mummified corpse, initially thinking that bringing this thing to the Outer City could help extract some genetic benefits from it, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be a corpse disguised with a secret technique, just waiting for someone to bring it to the Outer City and activate it.

All that work for nothing, and it occupied her capsule dwelling's space for such a long time, what a huge loss!

The more Zhan Zhouzhou thought about it, the angrier she got; she kicked the mummified corpse hard, spinning the upper half like a top in place for dozens of times; when it finally stopped, its hollow eyes were staring directly at the warrior lady.

[Prel's Eye: Upon closer inspection, it's evident that this body has only one eye, while the other eye socket is hollow and empty. Perhaps it anticipated this day long ago and left a contingency plan in advance?]

"Tch." Zhan Zhouzhou sneered: "Figured that." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

How could a guy who managed to survive in such a bizarre manner for God knows how long not leave himself with a contingency plan?

But to say she wasn't curious about the mummified corpse at all would be untrue.

Zhan Zhouzhou was just curious about one thing: With such strength, it was absolutely impossible for him to be unable to enter the Outer City alone, so why did he rely on a state of feigned death to trick 'descendants' into bringing him inside?

This was something the warrior lady couldn't comprehend in the short term.

Moreover, what exactly was the deal with this 'mummified corpse' and that guy in the red hood earlier?

Why did the red hood look so much like Li Zheng?

Why were both the red hood and the 'mummified corpse' shown as gibberish in Prel's Eye's display?

"Never noticed it before, but why did I suddenly discover so many secrets hidden on Li Zheng after entering the Outer City?"

Zhan Zhouzhou rubbed her forehead, activated the thruster, leaving a field of corpses behind, and left the place.

No matter how many doubts there were, her own affairs still had to take precedence; that pitfall task she accepted earlier still needed to be completed.

If she just returned like this, wouldn't it be a huge loss?

...

Matrix, a certain room.

The tomb, dark as night, hasn't been visited by anyone since the last player left.

In the darkness, an eyeball connected by nerve tissue leapt out of the stone sarcophagus, gleefully hopping around the floor.

The optic nerve was used like legs, nimbly bouncing up and down, with no eyelid yet able to express emotions through the pupil.

Puzzled and wandering like a stray dog, the eyeball was ready to jump onto the steps and study the door it couldn't open by its own strength.

The puzzled look suddenly changed, and its bouncing action stiffened for a moment, quieting down in the darkness.

If Li Zheng were here, he would surely recognize this eyeball and clearly notice the changes happening to it.

"Holy... shit!"

Suddenly, a vulgar curse echoed in the quiet tomb, and outrageously, a mouth grew beneath the eyeball's pupil, angrily yelling in Chinese: "Damn it! Who destroyed my main body?"

The eyeball paced back and forth anxiously, mumbling: "Considering the timing, it should be the moment that prophecy starts to come true..."

"But why was my main body destroyed?"

"This isn't how it was supposed to be!"

"Damn it! What a loss!"

"Gotta ask that jerk for more money!"

"Wait a minute..."

The eyeball scratched the ground with its nerve tissues, and its anxious gaze instantly became panic-stricken: "Crap! Dead?"

"This can't be possible!"

"Why would it be dead?"

"I don't believe it!"

After scratching a few more symbols on the ground in disarray, the eyeball became increasingly terrified, eventually reaching a point of numbness.

Could it be?

Did it really die?

Is this joke a little too much?

After plotting for so many years, ended up plotting myself out of existence?

No way...

The eyeball suddenly became even angrier than when its main body was slashed.

This damn mess not only got itself plotted out, it screwed him over too!

The main body was gone.

And 99 percent of the essence was gone too.

Now he's just a fragile eyeball.

What can he do?

Stepping out, any small animal could chew him up, danger lurked everywhere.

Unless he used up the resources he and the contingency left behind here...

"..."

The eyeball suddenly realized something and jumped onto the sarcophagus, peeking inside, almost dying on the spot.

"All my possessions... are gone!!!!"

The eyeball wailed in despair, slumping on the edge of the sarcophagus, devastated.

Even the one hope to turn things around was gone!

What on earth happened to this world?

Why did everything turn out so differently from the prophecy when I woke up?

Where did it all go wrong?

Thud rumble.

At this moment, the sound of a heavy stone door opening came from the tomb entrance.

"I was right, Yamamoto-kun."

As the stone door opened, a voice the eyeball was very familiar with spoke at the entrance: "There's indeed a secret chamber here!"

"Well done, Kawa-kun!" Another voice also came into the tomb: "Although there are traces of exploration outside, the entrance is perfectly preserved; there might be treasures inside that haven't been discovered yet."

"Shall we go in and have a look?" The person called Kawa-kun suggested.

Mr. Yamamoto politely declined: "The secret chamber was discovered by you, Kawa-kun, so whatever's inside naturally belongs to you. I won't go in, I'll wait outside for you to come out."

Upon hearing Yamamoto say this, instead of entering the tomb immediately, Kawa-kun stayed at the entrance: "What are you saying, Yamamoto-kun? Since we've decided to team up and cooperate, everything we obtain in exploration should be shared. How can I let you suffer a loss?"

How hypocritical!

The eyeball coldly sneered as it listened to the two men humbly refusing each other at the door.

On the surface, these two seemed like partners, but in reality, they were wary of each other.

The reason they refused to enter the tomb alone was nothing more than the fear that the person left outside would trap them inside.

But...

The eyeball sat at the edge of the sarcophagus, appearing calm and unhurried.

This method to break the deadlock, hasn't it been delivered right to my eyes?

The pupil contracted sharply, revealing a ferocious look; the eyeball jumped to the ground and bounced powerfully, shooting towards the tomb's entrance like a cannonball.

Just at the moment when the two men at the door hadn't reacted, the optic nerve plunged forcefully into one man's eye socket, gouging out the eyeball, and then the eyeball slipped in like a loach, taking over the nest.