Wasteland Prosecutor, Starting from a Dummy

Feng Jue traveled to a world a hundred years after the invasion of the puppets. The formal national system had long since disappeared, leaving only a series of shelter cities standing on the wasteland and ruins. The pseudo-human beings are highly contagious. Once someone is eaten by the pseudo-human beings, they will die and assimilate into new pseudo-human beings. Therefore, every survivor who wants to join the asylum city needs to be carefully interrogated and examined by the prosecutor to prevent fake people from getting involved. And Feng Jue also successfully got the iron job he had dreamed of all his life, and became a glorious prosecutor of Shanyuan Sanctuary City. Five insurances and one housing fund, two days off every week, nine to five, night shift and other special jobs, as well as subsidy funds, it is really great... What a fart! Among the pseudo-humans here are the parasitic ghost vines that sprout countless vines from their bodies and can cover a kilometer in an instant. There are hundreds of pieces of flesh all over the body. After being broken into pieces, they can turn into pieces of flesh and blood that can escape in all directions. There are also paintings of beauties covered with a layer of skin that can enchant the spirit. What? ! You let me check these things! But fortunately, Feng Jue has a replicator that can copy skills, King Kong Jue? Iron Butang? A secret ancient martial art that can cut mountains and cut rivers when practiced to the extreme? It's good, it's mine now. What? And those with extraordinary abilities who control elements and thoughts? Yes, I will also copy it. Wait, it seems that I can even copy the abilities of the dummy. Feng Jue looked at the exposed dummy that was beaten to pulp by a heavy machine gun outside the checkpoint. He subconsciously clenched his fists and took two steps back. The tentacles in his palms almost extended out. It seems that I am a fake person!