The Rules Collapse and the Age of Rust Begins

In the first year after the apocalypse, 90% of the city was in ruins, and the survivors were penned in the "New Luoyang Planning Area" like livestock waiting to be slaughtered. When Ruan Ruo climbed over the high wall, only half of his roommate's severed hand was left in his arms - it was the last remaining warmth of humanity that the old world gave him. Since he couldn't pay for the "tolls," Wang Scarface pushed him into a puddle of manure. His military boots crushed his head and he laughed: "College student? Even dogs think you're dirty now!" Ruan Ruo didn't struggle, just stared at the loose grenade on the opponent's waist, and his fingernails were embedded in the blood on his palm. Three days later, Wang Scarface's head was hung on the shelf amid the explosion in the abandoned supermarket; a week later, the captain of the law enforcement team who collected "protection fees" became the night devil's dinner; a month later, the name "The King of Hell" made the lower-class refugees dare not call him directly. But the abscess in the planning area is far from being dug out: Tianqi Company soaks people in glass jars to conduct mutation experiments, and even the woman he risked his life to save, Su Qing, turned around and pushed him into a trap full of half-finished mutants. When Ruan Ruo clutched the stolen core database USB flash drive and looked at the truth that "the doomsday is a man-made experiment" inside, he finally raised his hand with a sneer - pointing the gun at the core of the planning area, behind him were 20 refugees following him, and in front of him were the howling bone spur dogs outside the high wall. "Either you become an experimental subject, or you trample this ashes to pieces," Ruan Ruo's voice smelled of blood, "From today on, I will set the rules."