Zuo Zeqing thought that his life would be nothing more than birth, old age, illness and death. However, when he woke up one day, the streets were filled with ferocious zombies with bloody mouths and black viscous liquid leaking from their bodies.
The world seems to be coming to an end.
The broken and reorganized body, and the awakened superpowers all remind Zeqing that he is no longer human.
If I am not a human being, then who am I? Where am I going?
The zombie opposite opened its huge mouthparts. Ze Qing stared at it fiercely, but the desire to eat came out of nowhere in his mind. The black mucus covered by the monster looked as tempting as syrup? ? ?
The world is declining, am I already so perverted?
Jiang Li couldn't remember how long he had been here. He seemed to be lost at the edge of the world when he woke up and fell asleep repeatedly.
But he liked this little planet very much, from the first moment he glimpsed it in the observer.
It has been almost a thousand years since the Moon Tracers were exiled to the earth. Nanxing has long been tired of hearing the phrase "the star-catchers will eventually guide the way home."
If there really are star hunters, please hurry up, this alien planet is about to be overrun by crazy star hunters.
The outbreak of biochemical crisis has further crushed the human living space by moon tracing and star hunting.
"But this is our home, not your hunting ground!"
Concept: The law of the jungle, the struggle between the weak and the strong, even a small spark can start a prairie fire.