The apocalypse begins with a dungeon game.

Based on my years of experience reading novels and watching TV series, Chapter 154...

"Great! We've got the saboteurs under control and recovered the body. We can finally move on!" Shen Yuan slammed his hand on the table and stood up.

Everyone was very happy.

Everything is progressing smoothly so far. Although there may be some minor hiccups along the way, fortunately they have not had too much of an impact.

Yang Mo turned off the monitor on his arm, lowered his head, and prepared his mecha, seemingly about to leave.

He was busy while reflecting on his experience:

"The body was found by scanning with a detector dozens of meters underground in the secret room. If Xing Dazhuang hadn't overheard what that guy said, we might not have been able to find it even after the body had completely decomposed."

"However, despite our most timely rescue and repair efforts, the city lord's body has still suffered extensive and irreversible damage. It has lost the temperature of the ice coffin and the storage of professional equipment, and now it looks rather bad."

"I need to go there now to personally escort the body back, and I'll take some manpower with me. I'll leave this place to you."

Feng Tian waved her hand, looking at Yang Mo who had walked to the door.

"Go ahead without worry, we'll take care of things here."

Li Can was actually a little worried. The monster's corpse was a necessary and indispensable part of the plan, and there was no substitute.

Fortunately, the outcome was good.

He continued to focus on the first-person perspective that had now been switched in his eyes.

In the scene, Wang Defa did not have as many zombie crystal cores as Li Can to replenish his energy and resist the mental pollution unique to the lower city.

This place is practically no different from a secret room.

The pollutants, emanating from numerous parts of the laboratory's mechanical devices, gradually permeated every corner.

Wang De found that after exhausting all his energy, he was trapped in a confined space and found it difficult to escape, as numerous sources of pollution surrounded him from all directions.

His anger gradually turned into confusion, bewilderment, and helplessness.

He was enveloped in immense fear.

"Don't confront him or interrogate him right away. Let him cool off for a while and wear him down." Li Can took his glasses off his face, and the screen on the wall froze on the last moment:

Wang Defa's eyes lost focus, and he knelt on the ground like a puppet, his expression stiff.

While everyone else couldn't see what happened to Wang Defa, Li Can, as the master of the puppet vulture, saw nothing change from his perspective; everything was under his control.

"Now should be the best time, should we wait any longer..." Feng Tian hesitated.

"Actually, we didn't have much to interrogate him about. It was just the result we had discussed before: for his own fame and fortune, or perhaps because he was antisocial and wanted to take revenge on everything..."

"But judging from his excitement today after being appointed as deputy director, he seems like a selfish and petty person."

"If you ask me, we should cut the Gordian knot and kill him while he's under control and unable to resist."

"This way, all worries can be eliminated, and no matter what the motive is, the dead will not haunt you."

"Based on my years of experience reading novels and watching TV series, most villains die from talking too much. Uh... I'm not saying we're villains."

Feng Tian felt a little embarrassed, realizing that her example might not have been quite right, and tried to correct it:

"The protagonist is often too talkative or indecisive, missing opportunities and letting the villains escape time and time again, which leads to the villains retaliating even more severely."

"This greatly affects the development of the main storyline."

"Although that was necessary for the plot, it is completely unnecessary in our real lives."

"Kill them and eliminate them. And remember one more thing: be sure to finish them off repeatedly, lest the bad guys revive before they're truly dead..."

Li Can stared blankly as Feng Tian eloquently expressed her views.

He hadn't considered this angle before. Although it seemed a bit extreme, it was still a good strategy.

The best strategy is to have no strategy at all.

I can learn from this spirit and then do things accordingly, adding a few tweaks as needed.

After all, Feng Tian's words were spoken from the perspective of an NPC in the instance, so she naturally didn't care about Wang Defa's execution.

But Li Can was different.

As a dungeon player, besides ensuring the completion of each dungeon and obtaining the quantity orbs to extend the life of Blue Star, I also need to be wary of the traitors sent by the First Base.

Li Can still trusts the First Base, even though he and the First Base are in two different timelines, one the past and the other the future.

However, it must be admitted that the First Base was quite benevolent in its actions on the surface. It not only accepted ordinary survivors like his parents to work, but also provided jobs for many people with superpowers, thus accelerating the end of the apocalypse.

Even in his situation, they spared the time to take care of things.

In this situation, if a mole with an incorrect stance, such as Wang Defa, were to emerge from the First Base, it would only indicate that the base was already deeply "rotten."

This is because by the time people see a small black spot or wormhole on the top of an apple, the apple's core has already rotted and developed mold.

Therefore, Li Can's intention to detain Wang Defa for interrogation was not for the sake of clearing this instance, but to find out what faction Wang Defa belonged to, who was behind him, and what his purpose was.

He felt a vague unease, a gut feeling telling him that if he could get Wang Defa to talk, he could pry open a deep rift he couldn't see in his daily life.

He was both curious and terrified.

But things have come to this point, and I am no longer someone who can easily back down or run away.

Furthermore, Li Can still felt a lingering fear.

Fortunately, he had disguised himself when he initially chose to cooperate with the First Base, and the [Pretender Skin] gave him a lot of confidence.

At least those people over there, even if they have some ulterior motives, haven't been able to find any evidence against him yet.

Thinking of this, Li Can couldn't help but feel a little emotional:

"What do they want from me? I'm someone who transmigrated to a parallel universe ten years into the future, a post-apocalyptic world. All I want is to buy time for Earth to survive. So what if I die in this dungeon... What interests of theirs does that infringe upon..."

Li Can suddenly found a breakthrough inspiration in his own self-questioning, and immediately, goosebumps rose all over his body.

"That's right. If I die in a doomsday scenario where I'm the only one left, then no one will come to replace the Earth with a new sphere, and Earth will be completely destroyed."

"Or what if the unique quantity orb for each instance is stolen beforehand? Even if I survive, Earth will be destroyed."

"The root of all this lies with Earth itself..."

Someone wants it dead...

"No, Earth is the source of life that nurtured humankind. Humans wouldn't be so foolish as to destroy their own home. Anyone who would have such thoughts... is not of our kind and their hearts are surely different... they are definitely not human..."

"Besides the Earthlings, the only explanation is that they are extraterrestrials from legend."

"There are aliens in Base One, or perhaps humans being controlled and threatened by aliens; and this number is likely not small."