The apocalypse begins with a dungeon game.

Chapter 113 Defective Products and Perfect People

The mirror space, which was originally empty, suddenly began to sprout flowers, trees, and buildings out of thin air from all around.

The four of them were huddled inside the little monster's body, standing on the street that had suddenly materialized.

The environment and decorations here look like they belong to Europe in the last century.

It has a Western-style character.

As the world gradually came into being, rows of tall buildings and low houses rose from the ground, emerging from golden reflective strips that resembled strings of code data.

Li Can nestled in the upper left part of his body, finding himself in a comfortable position, just missing some sunflower seeds, popcorn, soda, or other drinks.

He was fully prepared to enjoy this long, large-scale immersive 3D live-action movie.

He gazed at the blue sky and white clouds that had finally brightened, still somewhat dazed.

Ever since I first entered this instance, I've been wandering in endless darkness, and I've almost forgotten what a normal daytime is like.

Even during the time it takes to teleport from the lower city to the upper city, it is still evening in the upper city, and there is no normal season at all.

Once the site model was generated, milky-white human figures began to appear standing on the empty streets.

They had no clothes or facial features, just bare torsos, like ice cream melting in the summer sun, which a child licked.

【Why do I feel even more creepy here?】 Shen Yuan silently sent a comment in their group chat.

However, no one responded for the time being, and the other three were carefully observing and memorizing.

However, this situation did not last long, and those bald guys began to dress up.

But the more Li Can looked, the more his eyelids twitched; these people looked so familiar…

Most of them were people he had encountered while strolling around the present-day downtown.

Some of them wore ties and suits, with well-tailored hats on their heads, and hurried past Xiao Guai carrying suitcases.

Some were standing in front of shops along the roadside, basking in the sun.

The street was bustling with people, all dressed very appropriately.

White horses, tied to a luxurious carriage, pulled the noble ladies and young women inside, galloping from afar towards where the little monster was standing.

It seemed that the coachman had no idea that there was a little kid in tattered clothes standing motionless on the street.

Even if he wanted to react quickly and rein in his horse, it would be too late.

The row of white horses were startled, their hooves flying high into the air before landing heavily on the little monster, who collapsed to the ground with a thud.

His body was firmly trampled under the horse's hooves.

The four people trapped in his body instantly felt a sharp pain, and their expressions turned grim.

[Why is this pain sharing...?] Li Can hadn't expected this either, since the information she received didn't mention it.

Even during the apocalypse, when he was a child, he had never experienced such pain, not even when he fell off a rooftop and fought against hundreds of zombies.

"Everyone, I might be a little dead..." Shen Yuan didn't say anything, but everyone knew she was telling the truth.

[Are you guys alright? We're really in a passive position right now. Xing Dazhuang, didn't the game prompts in the mirror tell us any way to reverse control the monster's body?] Yang Mo was clearly starting to panic as well.

No, I can only be a spectator.

After Li Can spoke, everyone fell silent.

Because new characters have appeared in the storyline.

From the startled carriage, a pair of delicate, boneless hands lifted the dark purple velvet curtain, revealing a face that several of them had seen before.

However, this person looked much younger than he does now, probably in his early twenties, the prime of his life.

Even without makeup, she still looks like a lotus emerging from the water.

【Eh? Isn't this Sister Huang? Brother Xing, you...】 Shen Yuan was barely breathing when she saw Huang Xiaoqi get off the carriage, her eyes widening in surprise.

In her youth, Huang Xiaoqi always exuded a noble and elegant aura, like a proud white swan.

She was dressed in a pale yellow gauze dress and, with the help of a servant, slowly stepped down from the carriage.

Li Can scanned the interior of the carriage through the window; she realized that she must have been the only one sitting inside just now.

【Ah...yes.】What could Li Can say? Huang Xiaoqi had lived for so long, and he had absolutely no memory of the ancient events before that. He could only give vague answers.

"Little friend, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" That familiar, caring voice rang in the ears of the four of them at the same time.

She bent down and looked at the little monster still trampled under the horse's hooves, asking him a question.

The little monster lay on the ground for a long time without making a sound, like a real walking corpse or a wooden puppet. Finally, after hearing people's concern, it burst into tears.

"It hurts so much, sister, are you here to save me?" He seemed to have finally had some kind of consciousness data activated.

Upon hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, thankfully the medium through which they viewed the past was not a robot.

At this moment, Li Can was inside Xiao Guai's body and could clearly feel the sadness emanating from his heart.

Perhaps because I occupy the heart area on the left side of my body, all the sensations are more pronounced.

He was saddened along with them.

Li Can secretly sensed the state of the others, but they did not have the same reaction as him. It seemed that the problem was caused by the proportion of their heart.

To be honest, this sudden, suffocating sadness almost overwhelmed him completely. The intensity of the emotions it evoked was extremely high.

Li Can even felt an urge to burst into tears along with the crying monster, releasing all the pent-up emotions that had been building up inside her.

But after realizing this effect, he quickly recalled the mental pollution in the lower city.

He stopped himself from continuing to indulge in it in time, took a crystal core from the gashapon capsule and absorbed it, and then returned to normal.

Externally, Huang Xiaoqi, with her long, bright red nail polish about to touch Xiao Guai's body, was startled by his crying.

Looking at her gentle and beautiful face, Shen Yuan recalled how she had stood up for him at the Baijie Hotel, and couldn't help but feel a sense of nostalgia.

[Sister Huang is truly beautiful inside and out. It turns out she was already this kind even when the former city lord was just a child.]

Her sigh was not without reason; after all, from the time the accident occurred until now, as the owner of the carriage, she had not lost her temper at all.

However, her next move surprised everyone.

"Smack!" A slap landed hard on the little monster who was still being trampled under the horse's hooves. The bright red fingernails were like sharp daggers, cutting his tender and dirty face.

Blood was gushing out.

"Defective goods, why do you come to us perfect people? You're despicable!"