Dog park.
This is the gray area of J City.
Where there is light, there is darkness. This is an eternal truth. Even though we live in a civilized world today, the most primitive and filthy scenes are still being played out in some corners.
This is an arena where contestants from all over the world bring their trained dogs to compete. It is a 1V1 situation and there is only one rule for victory, and that is to stay alive.
The fighting scenes are extremely bloody. In order to increase the attack power of fighting dogs, dog owners will deliberately starve the fighting dogs for a few days before the competition, making them like reincarnated evil spirits, feeding on their own kind. What's worse, some dog owners will inject stimulants into their dogs or apply anesthetics on their dogs before the competition.
The dogs that have been contracted to fight have no right to give up the competition. They can only bite, roll, bleed, break their intestines, and fall to the ground amid the shouts of the crowd...
This is what human beings are.
This being, which dominated the entire world and stood at the top of all living things, became violent for some purpose and hobby, more poisonous than a scorpion and more cruel than a blue wolf.
Outside an inconspicuous door.
Chen Feng looked at the simple portal in front of him with a cold gaze. It wasn't long before the doomsday broke out, so he certainly wasn't in the mood to come here to watch a dog fight.
In his previous life, this disaster happened too suddenly. By the time Chen Feng reacted, the surroundings had turned into a purgatory, with zombies running rampant and evil creatures everywhere. The humans who were usually high and mighty became the targets of slaughter, and the chapter of killing began.
Compared to those slow-moving zombies, the most terrifying things in the early days of the apocalypse are the evil creatures that have activated their genetic chains. Some creatures have undergone a reversion to their ancestral form, and not only have their strength increased, but their abilities have also become extremely strange.
Just like the elite monsters in the game, the chance of their appearance is not high, but their strength is extremely terrifying.
Cerberus.
This is its title, or a symbol of honor.
After the apocalypse in the previous life, a whole city of humans was slaughtered. He was five meters tall, had red hair, and could spew out hot magma.
Compared with ordinary evil creatures, this elite monster with special abilities is a truly terrifying existence. In the previous life, the national organization had to pay an extremely heavy price to kill it.
After the death of the hellhound, its corpse remained burning for three days. As the first evil creature that Chen Feng encountered in the apocalypse, the hellhound left a deep impression on him.
What impressed me most was that there was a Chinese character "斗" (fighting) carved on the hellhound's back. According to some insiders, this was the symbol of the dog fighting arena in J City. Every fighting dog would have its hair shaved off and have characters carved on it before participating in a fight, using pain to stimulate its ferocity.
And this is the purpose of Chen Feng coming here.
He wanted to find the evil creature that would transform into a demon in the near future.
Firearms are strictly prohibited in China. The doomsday outbreak will only last a few hours. Compared to buying useless cold weapons and hoarding food, the existence of things like hellhounds will be beneficial to Chen Feng's plan.
"Dongdong..."
Thinking of this, Chen Feng no longer hesitated and reached out to knock on the wooden door in front of him.
"Who?"
The door opened, and a young man wearing a vest and cloth shoes showed his head. He first looked left and right, then looked at the stranger in front of him, his eyes full of vigilance.
Henchman.
As a gray industry, there is a special set of rules here. Whether it is the dog owner or the spectators participating in the gambling, they need an introduction to enter.
This thug obviously had never seen Chen Feng before, and his face became a little gloomy and cautious.
“I want to buy a dog.”
"What dog? This is Zhang's Noodle Shop!"
There was not enough time, and Chen Feng did not have much time to greet the other party. He opened the bag in his hand, and ten stacks of hundred-dollar bills appeared in front of the henchman.
Alone, without any relatives or friends.
This was all of Chen Feng's assets. He took out all of his assets for a dog. In the eyes of ordinary people, Chen Feng was simply a madman, but what was the truth? A few hours later, the doomsday broke out. The so-called money, property deeds, and companies were like mud. In this new world, what mattered was not how strong the backer was, but how hard the fist was.
No one can resist money.
The henchman couldn't make the decision on such matters, nor did he dare to make the decision. He hesitated for a few seconds, then hurried in to ask the senior management.
… … …
People die for money.
The temptation of money made Chen Feng immediately become a guest of this zoo.
This shop appears to be a grain store, but it is a different world inside. After entering a small room, noisy voices and terrible roars reached Chen Feng's ears.
plasma.
Thick smell of blood plasma.
This is undoubtedly the Colosseum. A group of people are gathered in front of an iron cage, roaring and screaming. Inside, two pit bulls are hugging each other and biting each other. The blood, internal organs, and garbage thrown away at random in the arena make this place look extremely shocking.
At the same time, a middle-aged man with a bald head and tiger patterns tattooed on both arms came in front of Chen Feng.
He is the boss here.
Ma Zai's report surprised him a little. Dogs have different meanings in everyone's heart. For some people, they are delicacies and tools, but for another group of people, they are friends and partners.
In the past, many people came here to choose their favorite fighting dogs. Those fighting dogs were lucky and were picked up by buyers and no longer had to bear the threat of death.
The prices range from a few thousand to tens of thousands, but what the tattooed man did not expect was that he had never seen someone like this who did not play by the rules before.
This is a young man, about 1.75 meters tall, with fair skin and not very obvious muscles. Compared with some dandies involved in the gray industry, he is more like a college student who has just graduated. Normally, a fledgling like this would be panicked and frightened when seeing such a scene, but this young man has an indescribable calmness, especially his eyes, which are like spring water, deep and cold.
Weird guy.
The tattooed man curled his lips and labeled Chen Feng.
"I want to buy a dog." This was the second sentence Chen Feng said. He threw the money in his hand to the tattooed man, then passed by him and looked at the fighting dog next to him.
Time is running out.
He must find the "Hellhound" as soon as possible.
Fighting dogs have no protective gear, and there is no absolute champion in this kind of killing. Even if the winner wins the game, he or she will suffer terrible injuries and completely lose the ability to fight again.
To put it simply, this is a competition similar to guessing the size of a chess piece. The so-called dog fight is more like two chess pieces facing each other. One hundred thousand is not a lot, but it is more than enough to buy a chess piece before making a decision.
Chen Feng walked up to each fighting dog and observed them carefully.
"no."
"no."
"Neither..."
After looking at the dozen or so fighting dogs around him, Chen Feng frowned. He did not find any "Hellhound" among them.
"Did I guess wrong?" Chen Feng's eyes flashed with a gleam of light. He walked up to the tattooed man and said in a deep voice: "Are all the fighting dogs here?"
"These are all the best fighting dogs here. Apart from these, the only ones left are the cripples that were defeated..." For the sake of money, the tattooed man answered truthfully.
"fail?"
Chen Feng's face froze, and his pupils narrowed. He seemed to have overlooked something important. He paused and said, "Take me to find those failed products."
"Well… "
The tattooed man was a little stunned.
After wandering in the gray area for many years, the man keenly sensed an inexplicable danger in Chen Feng.
Weird.
The tattooed man couldn't describe the feeling he had right now. Even though the other person looked more like a fledgling, he felt an inexplicable palpitation in his heart.
The other party doesn't need to prove himself through fighting; just a movement, a tone, or even a casual look can make the tattooed man feel uncomfortable.
The tattooed man never could have imagined that after spending more than a decade in the apocalypse and witnessing countless deaths and destructions, Chen Feng's indifference to life had long been ingrained into his bones.
…
This is an abandoned room with seven or eight mutilated fighting dogs piled up in it. These dead or living fighting dogs were thrown into the house like garbage. The whole house was filled with the smell of death, blood, internal organs, and brains.
“Found it!”
Chen Feng looked around, his body suddenly stiffened, his pupils narrowed into a slit, his hands were a little cold. Although it was just a glance, he was absolutely sure that that was the existence he was looking for.
A weak Tibetan Mastiff.
Its body looked like it had been skinned alive, with most of its fur torn off, leaving only a bloody body. But even so, its eyes were open, as if it was unwilling to die like this, and a gloomy and cold light revealed it.
Chen Feng will never forget this look.
The pale pupils are covered with green bloodshot, looking like a hideous spider web. Once you look into its eyes, you will feel cold all over and a sense of suffocation coming towards you.
Cerberus.
This is the ferocious beast that brought endless panic to J City.
"I want it."
Chen Feng's tone was unquestionable. Under the weird gaze of the tattooed man, he obtained this dying creature.
…
There is still one hour until the end.
Empty room.
Chen Feng looked expressionlessly at the fighting dog in front of him that was about to die. Who could have imagined that this miserable-looking fellow in front of him would become everyone's nightmare in less than an hour.
Food, water, and some simple bandages.
Although all this was a bit unnecessary for the fighting dog that was favored by fate, Chen Feng did not want to see any mistakes at the critical moment, so simple treatment was still necessary.
For the fighting dog, it was very repulsive to Chen Feng at first, but after a while, when it saw that the other party was really rescuing it, its fearful, vigilant, gloomy and annoyed look gradually turned into dependence, acceptance, relaxation and gratitude.
grateful.
It is also a special instinct of intelligent creatures.
Powerful potential.
This ability, which is different from other monsters of the same kind, may be the reason why it becomes an elite monster.
The fighting dog obviously regarded Chen Feng as a piece of driftwood in the lonely ocean. Chen Feng became its hope, or savior for survival.
Favorability.
To put it more simply, Chen Feng gained the favor of the NPC. After the Doomsday copy was opened, he, who had the favor of the "Hellhound", could live under the other's protection and even have the right to control the other.
This is not an exaggeration.
In the end times, there are many lucky people who pick up a weak little animal on the roadside and raise it. But who would have thought that this little animal has amazing talents and grows at an astonishing speed. It not only protects its owner from worries in the end times, but also directly carries it to the ranks of masters.
Obviously, Chen Feng now also has this opportunity.
Chen Feng stood on the ground, looking at the watch on his wrist, tick... tick... 12 o'clock...
"Buzz..."
A huge sound was heard. It was the sound of qualitative change in space and also the first horn of a new era.
The end of the world has truly arrived!
Almost instantly, the fighting dog's body changed first. It suddenly began to tremble, and then suddenly grew larger. The bursting wounds seemed to be covered with a layer of brown-red plasma, and its pupils were red, as if their eyes were congested after excessive suffocation. It gave people a feeling of extreme terror and weirdness, and it emanated a burst of hot energy.
Its injuries are recovering rapidly.
Genetic reboot? Or some other unknown force? In short, within just a few minutes, the miserable canine in front of him had transformed into a completely new form.
Although it is still very weak and its body has not yet grown to five meters, its aura is already extremely ferocious.
What was surprising was that the look in the beast's eyes when it looked at Chen Feng was not of the viciousness and cruelty it showed when hunting prey, but of dependence and intimacy. Chen Feng's heart was filled with turbulent waves, and he could no longer remain calm, because the end of the world was approaching, and the corners of his stiff mouth finally showed a slight curve.
Next second.
He picked up a shovel from the corner and hit the hellhound hard on the head.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Chen Feng's eyes were dim as he stood in the empty room, letting the shovel in his hand hit the hellhound's head, once, twice, three times...
The newly evolved hellhound is extremely weak, and it will take some time for it to become the powerful nightmare of the world in the near future.
only…
There was no way it could have seen that scene.
Click.
Bright red liquid dripped onto the ground.
Blood.
Drops of water gathered on the ground, and the hellhound's wound, which had been closed, broke again. But even so, Chen Feng still did not stop.
Even more...
The smile on his lips still bloomed.
The violent shaking sound continued.
The hellhound's head was smashed flat, blood and brain matter mixed together, and the pungent smell filled the whole house...
Everything happened so suddenly.
Chen Feng's hands were shaking a little. He looked at the beast in front of him that had a good impression of him and could even be tamed. There was no guilt or apology in his eyes: "The end of the world is ruthless. In the face of interests, even one's own blood can be abandoned at any time, let alone this kind of kindness that has no basis at all?"
Dead.
Compared to the living hellhound, the corpse in front of him is what Chen Feng really wants.
At the same time, the vibration of space made Chen Feng feel a familiar yet unfamiliar force.
At the same time, his body also underwent a qualitative change.
Taking one last look at the flesh and blood on the ground, Chen Feng half-knelt on the ground. The next second, he plunged both of his hands into the flesh and blood. His expression was solemn, and his tone was extremely cold: "Rotten body buried deep in the dark ground, follow the ancient covenant, listen to my whispers, break the boundaries of time and space, and come out... my friend from the abyss..."