True Apocalypse Game

Destructive fell silent for a moment, then muttered to himself:

"Why? Perhaps it’s because of hatred. I hate this world..."

Then he looked up, staring straight into Shen Feng’s eyes, and said, word by word:

"I hate this world."

This time, he didn’t explain with words. Instead, he reached out and pressed his hand against Shen Feng’s forehead.

Instantly, under the resonance of his Consciousness Field, a flood of memories belonging to Destructive surged into Shen Feng’s mind.

He too had once had a happy childhood, but it all came to an abrupt end at the age of five. His parents died in a car accident, and his relatives, only wanting to fight over the inheritance, kicked him around like a ball before tossing him into an orphanage.

In the orphanage, being weak, he was often bullied. When he was in his teens, he couldn’t wait to leave and live on his own, earning a living through subsidies and part-time jobs, only to encounter long-term bullying from a group of thugs at school.

He had also liked a girl once, but after confessing, all he received was humiliation.

Fortunately, he was extremely talented in biology and was admitted to Beiqing University ahead of schedule to study it. He then went abroad, returning with brand-new Biotechnology, and started a company with his good friend, Ji Xin.

Unexpectedly, Ji Xin, due to gambling and loan sharks, conned him out of all his savings. He even tricked him into becoming a guarantor for a loan, causing the company they had painstakingly built to go bankrupt.

Following that were all sorts of tragic experiences. He witnessed the darkest side of society, and the Master of the Void began to appear in his consciousness...

Then came the appearance of the Evil Spirit Virus and the destruction of the entire world.

It was somewhat similar to Yamaguchi Sora’s past experiences.

After reading these memories, Shen Feng opened his eyes, chuckled darkly, and said:

"That’s it? Was it necessary to lie to me about this? Plenty of people in this world have suffered, but only a few pieces of trash blame everyone else for their problems. There are far more strong people who, despite all their hardships, still love life... I’ve never been a weakling."

Destructive also chuckled darkly and said:

"As expected, I can’t hide it from myself. You’re right, those are just superficial reasons... There is only one true reason: because from the bottom of my heart, I want to destroy this world... It’s an extreme craving..."

As he spoke, his eyes flashed with an excited light, as if he was experiencing immense pleasure.

His gaze, whether directed at Shen Feng or the world itself, was filled to the brim with malice.

Shen Feng nodded.

’Pure evil...’

To be honest, he too had once had a fleeting thought of destroying the world, but this world’s version of himself clearly harbored a much purer form of evil in his heart.

It was a madness that only wanted to destroy everything.

He studied the pale face of Destructive before him and sighed internally:

’What a pure scumbag...’

Having now revealed his true thoughts, Destructive seemed to have completely let his guard down in front of Shen Feng. He sat there languidly, his long hair covering half his face, looking both sinister and somewhat handsome. He asked, seemingly nonchalantly:

"That System... how can I obtain it? And how do you communicate with it?"

Looking at the other’s appearance, Shen Feng couldn’t help but sigh again:

’As expected of myself. Even as a scumbag, I have style.’

At the same time, he shook his head. Instead of answering the question, he asked one of his own:

"There should be other planets with intelligent life in this Cosmos, right? Why did the Master of the Void choose Earth? And I just received some information about a ’cosmic node.’ What is a cosmic node? Have you met other versions of me from other universes? Actually, the System is bound to my genes. You can test my blood."

As he spoke, he took a brand-new syringe from his backpack, tore open the packaging, stuck it into his arm, and drew half a tube of blood.

Sensing Shen Feng’s evasiveness, Destructive’s expression turned frigid. He said slowly,

"You should understand that the only reason you’re still alive is because I’m interested in that ’True Apocalypse Game’ System. If you keep trying to run me in circles, I’m going to lose my patience."

As he spoke, tentacles shot out from the surroundings, slithering toward Shen Feng like giant pythons, coiling toward his limbs!

Shen Feng abruptly grabbed the syringe and lunged toward the Transfer Tower below. But as fast as he was, the tentacles were faster. In an instant, his arm was ensnared, and the half-tube of blood was snatched away and brought before Destructive.

"Your blood... there’s definitely something wrong with it." Destructive’s face was icy as he stared at the half-tube of blood and said,

"Don’t worry. I am you. No matter how many red herrings you throw out, you won’t achieve your goal. Next, I’m going to crack open your skull, remove your brain, and extract your memories... It might result in some memory loss, but my interest in you has already faded. It doesn’t matter anymore."

No matter how similar they once were, once they made different choices at a fork in the road of fate, they had become completely different people.

Tentacles now had Shen Feng’s limbs and torso completely bound, leaving him unable to move.

Several finger-thick tentacles sprouted sharp, serrated bone fragments and teeth, preparing to saw open Shen Feng’s skull.

Just then, a "CRACKLE CRACKLE" sound suddenly came from within the writhing tentacles, as if a person’s joints were giving out, and they abruptly froze in mid-air.

Shen Feng gave a dark chuckle and said:

"Just as I thought. After turning to the dark side, one’s reaction speed and mental clarity both decrease. After all, a paranoid personality tends to lower one’s emotional intelligence..."

"To be honest, both the syringe and this tube of blood were filled with an extremely potent Stone Statue Virus... Remember that Stone Statue Apocalypse I told you about? This is the stuff... I originally wanted to inject you directly, but unfortunately, you saw through it all. But that’s fine. This thing can also be transmitted through the air, and I’m a carrier myself. We’ve been talking for so long, by my calculations, it should be about time..."

Immediately, the Destructive avatar before him showed a shocked expression and said:

"This... what is this..."

Grayish-white patches began to appear on the surface of his body, spreading rapidly!

The massive tentacles that had been binding Shen Feng now also showed white patches, which spread continuously toward the Transfer Tower!

Destructive tried to crush Shen Feng into a pulp, only to find that the tentacles were completely out of his control, having turned into piles of petrified stone!

Shen Feng shattered the tentacles binding his limbs and landed on the Transfer Tower. He said to Destructive with sincerity:

"Don’t worry, this is a new version of the Stone Statue Virus that I spent a long time cultivating. It’s primarily airborne, extremely fast, and has a very short incubation period. I referenced some characteristics of the Evil Spirit Virus. There’s absolutely no way you can survive."

The onset of the Stone Statue Virus infection was incredibly fast. The Destructive avatar had already turned into a half-stone statue. A hint of resolve appeared in his eyes as his powerful Consciousness Field instantly withdrew. He abandoned the Transfer Tower and the Destructive avatar before him, leaving Mexico City in the blink of an eye!

Shen Feng looked at the Destructive avatar, now completely turned to stone, sighed softly, and said:

"It’s useless to run... Two days at most. A pity I still had so much to ask..."

You couldn’t really blame Destructive for being a simpleton; after all, he had never encountered the Stone Statue Virus before.

At Shen Feng’s feet, the twisted, spiraling Transfer Tower was also transforming into a stone tower at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, the terrifying Stone Statue Virus rapidly evaporated from the stone tower, drifting out over all of Mexico City.

Many of the zombies around the hospital had already begun to slow down, rapidly petrifying before one’s eyes.

It was like a stone thrown into a pond. The ripples created by the virus would quickly spread outward, first through all of Mexico City, then across Central America and the entire continent of America. The virus would then be carried by the trade winds across the globe.

This terrifying Stone Statue Virus specifically targeted zombies, and it spread much faster than the old Evil Spirit Virus.

If the spread of the Evil Spirit Virus had opened the gates of Hell for human civilization, then the spread of this new Stone Statue Virus would open the gates of Hell for the zombies.

This was also the first time this new virus had been used directly on zombies.

Originally, Shen Feng had thought it would turn the zombies into half-zombie, half-stone-statue monsters. Now, it seemed they would be completely petrified.

Zombies had no consciousness to begin with. After they were petrified, there shouldn’t be any strange Consciousness Fields appearing...

Besides, with this rate of infection, it was too late for any mutations to start now.

By now, more than half of the twisted Transfer Tower had turned to stone, resembling a bizarre sculpture.

However, its original shape clearly couldn’t withstand the stress caused by this structural change. Cracks began to appear, and it looked ready to collapse at any moment.

Shen Feng leaped down, landing in the hospital’s virus lab.

Reyes and Colin were still holding each other tightly, completely clueless as to what had happened.

Seeing Shen Feng appear, they immediately asked in trembling voices:

"Mr. Shen, wha... what in the world is going on?"

"That... that monster just now, why... why did it look so much like you?"

Shen Feng walked to the broken wall at the edge of the room, looked outside, and waved his hand, saying:

"It doesn’t matter anymore. Come, witness the world’s second destruction. But after this destruction, human civilization will be reborn."

"BOOM!"

As if to confirm Shen Feng’s words, the largely petrified Transfer Tower finally collapsed with a thunderous roar, crushing a group of half-petrified zombies on the street below into dust and leveling a large number of buildings.

Reyes and Colin cautiously approached Shen Feng’s side and looked out over Mexico City. They immediately saw zombies in the distance standing perfectly still, as if they’d been hit by an Immobilization Spell, not moving an inch.

And this Immobilization Spell was continuously spreading into the distance. More and more zombies stood silently in the afterglow of the setting sun, completely motionless.

Like a city of sculptures.

Shen Feng gazed at the sunset, sighing to himself.

Just then, Destructive’s powerful Consciousness Field, which had fled, returned. It transmitted a stream of information to Shen Feng from afar:

"I’ve lost... We really are different after all... Destroying the world, killing yourself—does it make you feel ecstatic?"

"You want the truth?" Shen Feng said with a sincere expression. "It feels fucking awesome."