Nightmare Arcade: Start with Dinosaur Kombat

My name is Steve, and I was born in dungeon number 73.

It was a dark, closed, and quiet underground world.

When I was born, the energy of the biological circulation system of Dungeon 73 was almost exhausted.

The remaining people fell into a crazy state of self-segregation, organized small groups, and snatched the few resources.

I hate those guys who took my mother’s life and captured my father and me and turned them into tools to dig mines for them.

My father and I tried to escape several times, but we were caught and beaten each time.

Finally, at the fifth time, my father could not survive it and left me forever.

I originally thought that my fate would be like that of my poor father and mother, ending up in a cold and damp mine until that day came.

That group of people called themselves the Redeemers and came from other underground cities. They took a submarine to find Underground City No. 73 and opened a passage to the underground city.

These people were very powerful. They were well-equipped and had extraordinary skills. They quickly killed all the slave owners in Dungeon 73 who had become kings.

We were free, and all the survivors were taken out of Dungeon 73 where the life system collapsed. A new life seemed to have begun when I was twelve years old.

I thought I would be greeted with a carefree life where I would not have to worry about life and death, and I would have enough to eat and keep warm. However, in fact, living among this group of lunatics was more difficult than I imagined.

They claim to be the inheritors of the old world and the redeemers of the new world.

All their purposes are to restore the glory of mankind and restore a new era in which mankind is the overlord.

Therefore, they searched for possible surviving humans in various dungeons, incorporated them into the team, and trained them to be soldiers and researchers who were only loyal to them.

Obviously, this place is not the Garden of Eden. It is full of ambition and cruelty, whether towards the enemy or towards oneself.

I was scared, but I didn't dare to run away because I had nowhere to go.

Perhaps this is the sadness of being in this new world of the great flood.

I'm lucky. Although I'm not a qualified soldier, I have a strong learning ability, especially in nuclear physics.

So I was transferred to the academy classroom in the underground city for five years of study.

That was definitely the happiest and happiest period of time since I was born.

I made a lot of great friends there, as well as the person I love most.

After graduation, I was assigned to work at the Institute of Nuclear Physics, where I was responsible for maintaining the fusion reactor in the underground city.

Occasionally, he will also accompany teams that invade other dungeons.

I try not to inhabit the identity of an intruder, even though it's hard to do.

When I was twenty, I was lucky enough to marry the person I love most and have our children.

At that time, I really felt that I was the happiest person in the world.

Although the work was hard and I had to be careful about my boss making things difficult for me, I finally integrated into my new life.

Just when I thought everything was going to go on fine, I got a mission.

I swear, I shouldn't have gone on that mission. If I hadn't gone, maybe those things wouldn't have happened later.

I followed the team to an ancient research institute. It is said that they discovered many shocking things in the research institute.

What impressed me most was a frozen corpse. It was said that the corpse had been frozen for hundreds of millions of years. It was still lifelike when it was dug out from the Arctic ice, and even its cells maintained strong activity.

I am not a biological expert, but I also understand that the ability to preserve cell activity for hundreds of millions of years is enough to prove how powerful the owner of this body was during his lifetime.

Then the person who got the body went crazy, and they called that person their ancient ancestor.

However, some time after we returned to base, all kinds of bad things started happening.

Civil strife and war even broke out, and the huge organization began to fall apart.

My wife, the mother of my newborn child, was also killed in that war, and I lost her forever.

I still remember the way she looked covered in blood and threw herself in front of me with an ancient head frozen in ice.

I hate, hate them all, these careerists, executioners who call themselves saviors, I swear, one day, I will kill them all.

However, I calmed down quickly and did not choose to escape immediately. I knew very well that I could escape, but my son could not, and I had to look for other opportunities.

Eventually, the riot ended, although the entire organization fell apart, with the various rebels leaving the organization with their share of it.

However, the most powerful force still strives to take back power and repair the divided organization.

Fortunately, I didn't take advantage of the chaos to escape, because except for a few powerful guys who successfully established their own businesses, almost everyone else was cleared.

This turmoil also caused serious losses in the organization's personnel, so they next formulated a population plunder plan.

On a ten-year basis, the organization will infiltrate other underground cities on this continent. After the spies have gained control of the underground city's intelligence and gained trust, the organization will send out troops, working together internally and externally, to breach the underground city in one fell swoop.

At that time, the population, resources, and technology of those dungeons will all be owned by the organization.

I understood that my opportunity had come, so I took my son and volunteered to join this plan.

Because of my status as a nuclear physics engineer, I am a rare talent in the whole world and very suitable for being a spy.

So a year later, I came to Dungeon 52, spent a lot of effort to finally gain their trust, and started my ten-year spy life.

On the other hand, I quickly used my own skills to successfully rise to the top and become a core member of Dungeon 52.

Thus began his long-planned research.

That head, that frozen ancient human head.

I knew very well that if I could decipher the genetic secrets and master the power within, I would gain the power of revenge.

Everything seems to be moving in a good direction, and my research plan is proceeding in an orderly manner.

But I really underestimated the vigilance of the organization. He actually arranged spies here, and the things I studied were quickly leaked back to the organization.

They warned me to hand over my research and my head.

Otherwise, a powerful army will be sent to destroy everything in Base 52.

At that moment, instead of being scared, I became more and more excited. I knew I was scaring those people, so I decided to conduct a crazy experiment.

……

Su Luo was watching with great interest when suddenly the memory screen in front of her was interrupted.

"What's going on? Why is the memory broken?"

Su Luo suddenly raised his head, and he saw a slightly tired figure standing there in the center of the vortex of memory fragments, looking at him quietly.

Before he could speak, countless memory fragments around him began to shrink, converging on the tired figure.