Free Web NovelThe first simulation began at eight in the morning on June 24th, Blood Mist Era Year 93,333, four days into the Scarlet End.
Right from the start, Xu Lang got a massive surprise.
Frogs, frogs, frogs - the entire screen was covered in giant frogs!
They weren't Calamity Frogs, but this frog infestation was even more vicious than the Calamity Frogs. Their assimilation ability was gone, but every single one of them was comparable to the door-crashing monsters.
Countless frog monsters charged Mad King Building, heading straight for Demon King Castle!
Xu Lang touched the Black Crown on his head and deeply understood - he really was handsome.
But where the hell did these frog monsters come from?
To figure this out, Xu Lang exited the Simulation Dream and started a new simulation from a few hours earlier.
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Second Simulation Dream.
Blood rain poured down in torrents. The Safe Zone was covered in a shallow layer of blood water, with mosquitoes dancing above the surface.
Suddenly, a man's boot stepped through the water, and the mosquitoes scattered at the sound.
Xu Lang bent down and scooped up a handful of white eggs from the blood water.
These were frog eggs, the kind that bred frog monsters.
"Of course there'd be stuff like this hidden in the blood water. It's like a damn domino chain - one thing after another."
Xu Lang felt the Scarlet End must have been artificially designed, or perhaps there was a massive consciousness aggregate behind it. Otherwise, there couldn't be such a logical chain, like falling dominoes.
"You dare to stand in the rain?! Are you not afraid of dying?!" A pig-headed person hiding inside a building roared at Xu Lang.
"I'm not like you." Xu Lang glanced back and shook his head with a light smile.
He had too many BUFFs on him. He didn't know which damn BUFF was working, or maybe his resistance was just too high. Either way, the blood rain's mutation effect barely did anything to him.
'Barely did anything' meant Xu Lang could stand in the blood rain for half an hour, then return to a safe spot for thirty seconds and automatically heal himself.
Next time he went out, he might even become completely immune to the blood rain.
One of his Herd Spirits had an environmental adaptation ability.
Xu Lang wasn't in a hurry to solidify the Annalist of Years Sequence because the Scarlet Shepherd was just too good.
He hadn't even fully figured out the Scarlet Shepherd yet.
What if, after fusing the two Sequences, these precious Herd Spirits disappeared?
"You dare mock us?!" The pig-headed person pulled out a hunting bow and fired an arrow straight at Xu Lang.
He had a group of pig-headed companions nearby, seemingly a tribe of Blood Mist creatures.
Xu Lang raised his eyes and swept his gaze over them.
Seven Killings Blood Qi condensed into a blade, which shot out from his hand. The blood blade split into seven strands in mid-air - this was the ultimate micro-management brought by Primordial Manifestation of the Spirit.
The seven blood blades struck seven pig-headed people simultaneously. As damage overflowed, Chain Judgment triggered, blowing all the pig-headed people to bits!
Before this tribe was wiped out, they never knew they had provoked the king of that terrifying building.
"Even damage calculation is so exquisitely precise!" Xu Lang dramatically swept his hand through his hair, grinning wildly.
In the Simulation Dream, he could do whatever the hell he wanted.
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After three simulations.
Nightmare Essence remaining: three thousand.
"Damn, each simulation costs so much Nightmare Essence, and the advanced facilities inside Mad King Building are almost completely melted down."
"From now on, the amount of Nightmare Essence I can refine each day will only decrease."
"It was really timely that I chose the Nightmare Apostle trait."
A third of the current Nightmare Essence came from the four Apostles.
Xu Lang felt he should pick the fifth Apostle as soon as possible.
There were still a few Fusion opportunities left, so Xu Lang fused the pile of Spirit cultivation method skill scrolls. The final result wasn't bad.
It was a Legendary-level cultivation method.
The special attribute it cultivated was actually Spirit, but the cultivation effect and application were extremely powerful, crushing ordinary Spirit.
Xu Lang suddenly regretted helping Xu Ruyan fuse her Shadow Power cultivation method so quickly.
Although Shadow Power was very compatible with Xu Ruyan, its level was too low. He should have stockpiled more before fusing.
But it didn't matter. He could stockpile again later.
Xu Lang had planned a special attribute cultivation path for all the women, but the skill scrolls were still being accumulated.
As his tenants, their cultivation methods should at least be Legendary level, otherwise, they'd be too useless.
But Legendary-level special attribute cultivation methods were extremely rare. After all, Xu Lang only had one Epic-level Mystic Sovereign Meditation Method, which cultivated both special attributes and regular attributes simultaneously.
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Three in the morning.
Today's off-duty pair were Zhiqiu and Zhidong.
The two were tending to the vegetation in the Spirit Field.
"Hey, the master woke up." Suddenly, Zhidong said to Zhiqiu.
"What did he say?" Zhiqiu's brows furrowed slightly.
Why would the master suddenly wake up instead of sleeping properly?
And he sent a message to Zhidong first!
"He told us to notify Xiaoji to have the drones clear the frog eggs under the blood water, and also notify Zhou Ye and the others to be on guard against monsters attacking the building tonight." Zhidong chuckled.
Zhiqiu nodded silently and walked toward the second floor.
Zhidong opened her chat interface and posted a message in the Neighborhood Committee small group.
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"There are frog eggs in the blood rain? Monsters will hatch and attack the building later?"
The news quickly reached all the Mad King Building players.
"Boss! Wake up!" In Dormitory 259, a long-haired youth burst into the bedroom and urgently shouted at a bald man.
"No, no, no!!!"
The bald man muttered in his sleep, his forehead covered in sweat, eyes tightly shut, his expression filled with terror.
"He's been possessed by a nightmare again?!" The long-haired man's breath caught as he remembered a terrifying rumor.
The Demon King Castle had Demon King Messengers sent out every night to help players with SAN manipulation.
In this atmosphere of terrifying rumors, the players became even more afraid of Demon King Castle.
The bald man had already had a nightmare last night. In the dream, there was a white centaur with a woman's head. Her black hair was disheveled, her cheeks deathly pale, and her neck had a ring-like structure that could freely extend and contract, radiating an ominous aura.
