My Monster Fuses Everything

In the western part of South City, where two rivers, Nanxiao River and Shanyin River converge, the river water divides the various areas of the west. Although the rivers are not deep, and there used to be bridges for passage,

it is not so simple now.

Fog still shrouds the entire region. Buildings, barely visible, stand like black giants in the mist. Nearly every bridge is now blocked with vehicles and swarming with monsters.

Where someone wants to pass, monsters are there to attack; some have even formed colonies under the bridges.

Some of them are Fishmen, some are other monsters, and their numbers have clearly increased lately.

A major operation in the Tree Domain has caused more monsters to pour into this area. The conflict among monsters, and between survivors and monsters, has almost instantly erupted.

Constant fighting and roaring are unsettling many survivors in West City.

"Boss Gao, it's been three days. It seems the monsters around us are stabilizing. Should we go out and explore? We're running out of medical supplies."

At West City No.4 Middle School, a group of people looked worriedly at the man leading them.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

This was a refined man of 180 cm, with a slight stubble, which was merely a sign of having no time to groom. He was gentle yet resolute.

"It's definitely something stirred up in another area, maybe a Third Order Monster or something. I think it's better to be cautious."

A man with male-pattern baldness next to him, however, frowned and said, "But we can't just not go out. Apart from the supplies, if we want to get stronger we need to kill monsters and let the Apostles devour some. Otherwise, slowly waiting will eventually turn us into boiled frogs."

"Director Lin, we all understand this principle, but delaying for one or two days is always better than risking it now."

Director Lin highlighted the crucial point. Before the apocalypse, they were teachers and residents around them, who had created the Survivors' Camp using the wall surrounding No.4 Middle School.

Initially, relying on history teacher Gao Hanming, they survived the first few days, and gradually they gathered more adult Contractors, which finally stabilized the entire camp.

Now inside No.4 Middle School, the academic building had been turned into accommodation, the football field, flower gardens, and lawns were all used for growing crops. Although there wasn't much food, they should be self-sufficient enough not to be in too short supply.

Gao Hanming looked at several people around him, then at the fog outside which had lightened quite a bit compared to before, and suddenly said, "Since you all are here, it's a good time to discuss something."

"What is it?"

Director Lin was taken aback, and a few others were also puzzled.

"Taking advantage of the lightest fog now, if the monsters stir up trouble, I plan to take some people and look for official assistance. At the very least, to scout the situation in other districts."

Everyone looked at Gao Hanming in shock, hurrying to say, "That's not a short trip, and even for a Second-order Contractor, it's not safe."

The camp housed about a thousand people; although there were several at Second Order, every time they went out to gather supplies, there were casualties.

"But staying in West City really isn't a solution. This place is fragmented, and waiting for rescue could take too long. Just relying on ourselves might not be enough to hold out, and there are many children, plus the newly appeared monsters are clearly more formidable. There must be problems in other districts."

Gao Hanming's face was grim. He was a man to prepare for a rainy day and he deduced something was wrong from mere hints.

West City is divided by rivers and is fragmented with small commercial streets, guesthouses, scenery, and the like being abundant while factories are few and cohesive blocks are also few. Coupled with a dense population and various circumstances, no one looking to reclaim South City would choose this place.

His gaze turned serious, and he knew in his heart: It must be in the South District.

The South District hosted most of the industries, the most natural shelters, and with institutions like South City's Government Affairs Hall predominantly situated there, the officials must be based there.

"The South District is not far from us, we just need to cross two rivers…"

Gao Hanming began persuading, looking toward his companions, "And the number of those turned into monsters has increased as well."

"If you decide then let's do it, but we can't all go out..."

Director Lin had barely finished speaking when suddenly everyone's face changed color as the surrounding fog started swirling, then gathered towards the direction of the sports field.

"This is bad, there's trouble!"

Gao Hanming saw the fog surging within his own camp and immediately jumped up, rushing towards that direction.

The others saw this, and their faces changed drastically. They had never seen such a scene before and had fortunately never encountered a rift in different space. Now, seeing this change, one could imagine the terror in their hearts.

"Spread out!"

Gao Hanming shouted with all his might. Behind him, two tyrants and a Meat Mountain Demon that looked like Second-Rank Apostles were following closely, their aura exposed, clearly of the Second-order Intermediate level.

His Contract Apostles were initially supposed to be the Tyrants and Meat Mountain Demon, but now they seemed to have evolved into their respective Second-Order Variants.

Under Gao Hanming's loud shout, the students and common people on the field, who had not yet reacted, hurriedly moved away from the field, and the Contract Apostles responsible for combat quickly entered.

"Encircle the field, do not get close, bring the vehicles over for cover, and all students go back inside the building, quick!"

The commands swiftly came out of his mouth, and Director Lin and others immediately organized the students and the team.

Soon, the people were evacuated, and vehicles surrounded the field, which was about the size of three or four basketball courts.

About two hundred Contract Apostles all summoned their Apostles and held steel reinforcing spears in their hands, all pointing at the center of the fog.

Even though there were Lamp Tree Crystals around, bathing the entire field in light,

a fog tornado still unrolled from the thick fog above, like a lid, reaching down from the sky to the ground, constantly spinning in a particularly bizarre manner.

The surrounding Spiritual Energy began to fluctuate, increasing but the fluctuations were significant. Gao Hanming's expression grew solemn, filled with vigilance, as he had already noticed the changes in the Spiritual Energy.

"Be ready to evacuate at any moment."

"Mr. Gao, you—"

Director Lin had only spoken halfway when, seeing Gao Hanming's expression, he immediately understood that this contingency plan had to be prepared.

"I'll go prepare."

"Boom"

Before Director Lin could move, suddenly, the Spiritual Energy fluctuation within the fog tornado reached a peak, emitting an explosion, with a purple light accompanied by a shockwave sweeping towards the surroundings.

Bang bang bang

Almost all the car windows were shattered, and the glass windows of buildings further away were not spared either.

After the fog exploded, it instantly enveloped the entire field, and then, losing its constraining force, it was quickly dispersed by the remaining light from the Lamp Tree Crystals.

Gao Hanming had no time to dodge the collapsing glass shards, his gaze fixed intently on the center of the fog.

The purple light shone on his face, revealing his shocked expression.

An energy rift about ten meters long and four or five meters wide appeared in front of him, showing a dark red color behind it, and faint monster roars could be heard.

"What is this thing."

A question rose in his mind just as the rift gradually began to shrink. He watched unblinkingly, his hand gripping a steel rod so tightly his fingers had turned white.

He prayed desperately that it would close and act as if it had never appeared, hoping for no mishaps.

The prayer had not yet concluded when suddenly a terrifying segmented limb stretched out from the rift, stuck at its edge.

With a click, energy collided, but there was a faint purple Spiritual Energy on the limb, neutralizing the spatial rift's damage.

Then, under Gao Hanming's gaze, a colossal creature slowly squeezed out, its terrifying presence almost forcing him to the ground.