From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

People who were captured or abducted from all walks of life were gathered in a place called the transit station when they were not entering the game copy.

There is everything you need for eating, drinking and having fun here, and as long as you have points, you can get everything.

Of course, the only rule here is that you cannot fight or kill others.

After all, the people here were all captured by the Lord God from all walks of life with great difficulty, and used as blood food to feed the monsters.

It would be such a waste if we killed each other!

None of the people here who can come out of the dungeon and rest at the transfer station, waiting for the next dungeon to start, are good people.

Some of those with great abilities, in order to survive, formed forces and worked together to clear dungeons.

You can live longer by getting more points to exchange for tools and weapons.

After all, here, as long as they can survive the copy, they can exchange points for life and achieve another kind of immortality.

Among the people here, some have been on the dungeon rankings for many years, and they are old monsters who have lived for who knows how many years.

They have all formed huge forces, relying on the points contributed by the people below. They use the points to avoid going to dungeons as often as they want, and live a comfortable life in the transit station.

On this day, the screen of the dungeon ranking list at the transfer station suddenly seemed to be stuck and kept flashing.

At that moment, everyone in the huge square of the transfer station stood up straight and turned their heads to look at the big screen above their heads.

"How is this going?"

“Is this screen that has never had any problems broken?”

"Then do we not need to download the next round of copies?" some people shouted in surprise.

If possible, who would want to download these rare copies every half a month?

"Rumble..."

While everyone was discussing, the copy ranking screen suddenly went black, and then a huge earthquake occurred in the entire square.

Everyone was unable to stand for a moment and they all squatted down, looking at the cracked sky in horror.

This is……

Is this transit station going to collapse?

So what do they do?

The residential area of ​​the transit station was also involved, and the leaders and subordinates of various forces ran out of the houses one after another.

"Boss Liu, what's going on?"

"Who knows what's going on? Send someone to check it out."

"You guys go too."

"hurry up!"

……

"Ah ah ah..."

There were screams one after another, and above the screen suddenly cracked, figures fell from the sky like dumplings.

There are also a lot of weird things mixed in.

Seeing the appearance of the strange creature, everyone at the transfer station became frightened.

They have always thought that the transfer station is a safe zone that will not be invaded by monsters. Now that these monsters have appeared, are they going to destroy this only safe zone?

What if they don’t even have a place to stay in the future? Do they still have a way to survive?

Zhang Qiling, who was hiding in the crowd, listened to the sounds of hammering coming from the sky. He quietly made a hand gesture and used the breeze to lift up the falling people to prevent them from being killed.

When the monsters appeared, everyone in the square fled outside, not wanting to become their blood food.

"So your lair is here."

Mo Jiu, carrying a big golden hammer, fell from the crack.

"Rumble..."

The man and the hammer smashed a huge pit in the square, and the vibration caused it to knock people within a ten-mile radius to the ground.

Those who are close, for example, people in the square, this square is really big.

But the big golden hammer that Mo Jiu carried was powerful, and the entire square collapsed with one hit.

Fortunately, at the last critical moment, Zhang Qiling moved all the people in the square away, otherwise these people would have been buried under the collapsed square.

"Bah bah bah..."

"Ah owe! Ah owe!"

Mo Jiu waved away the thick dust in front of him with one hand, spat out the sand in his mouth, and rubbed his nose.

Then he dragged the big golden hammer and climbed up the huge pit he had created in the dust where he could not see the road clearly.

Zhang Qiling saw a beggar who was dirty, had messy hair and smelled bad, crawling out of the deep pit in a very embarrassed manner.

He silently took several steps back and looked at the familiar big golden hammer that Mo Jiu dragged out.

Zhang Qiling couldn't believe that the dirty kid in front of him was his delicate and clean little unicorn.