Who says the Magic Cyber ​​Police can't overthrow the Heavenly Gang?

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As Appi waited for the monster to fall, he glanced at the hammer in Latis's hand and muttered something under his breath.

"Huh? What else?" Latis asked, puzzled.

Api looked away and said awkwardly:

"I thought it was placed in the opposite direction..."

"Another direction?..." Latis turned the double-ball hammer upside down in confusion, looking at the combination of the two balls and the club, and fell silent.

"Haha, it's just the Armstrong Cyclone Armstrong Cannon..."

Latis chuckled twice, about to speak, when Appi suddenly raised his right hand and said solemnly:

"Something's not right. It seems like there are more and more monsters. This density... Oh no, could it be that the village has been breached?!"

He and Latis exchanged a glance, hesitated for a moment, then dismantled his turtle-style fortifications and jumped out:

"Even though they're just a bunch of empty shells... they still look like people... buddy, you stay here and hide, I'll go rescue those villagers!"

"Hey……"

Latis stared blankly at the fortifications that Appi had quickly blocked, and couldn't help but mutter:

"Didn't you say before that they were just a bunch of soulless guys? When did pink hair become a type of tsundere?"

He scratched his head vigorously, sighed, and said:

"That's all..."

Latis hesitated for a moment, then crouched down and tried to pat the dogs. After finding that they were all standing up, he seized a gap in the fortification and flipped over to get out.

He looked into the distance and spotted Apina's nimble figure among the large number of monsters that were gradually surrounding the village.

"Damn it, what a temper a young man has..."

Latis took a deep breath, grabbed his hammer, and leaped straight into the horde of monsters, shouting menacingly:

"Disorderly Cloak Hammer Technique!"

He looked at the circle of zombies that had been repelled around him, suddenly pushed off with his feet, leaped up, stepped on the zombies' heads, and pounced into an open space where monsters were sparse.

Latis looked up and his expression tightened; the boy had already been swallowed up by the horde of zombies!

"Api!"

He lowered his head, bent over, and crashed into the horde of zombies. With the violent impact, the entire line of zombies flew up and slumped to the sides.

"Hey, kid, you're too impulsive. I didn't expect I'd be collecting your corpse so soon after I got here... Hmm?"

Latis watched as Appi, wielding a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, stealthily thrust at him, and couldn't help but mutter:

"I'm into... the Toilet Plunger Cult?"

"Dude, I'm fine, watch out... I'm going to be a killer!" Appi glanced at Latis during a lull in the attack and immediately shouted in alarm:

"You, your ass!"

"butt?"

Latis scratched his head, reached behind him and touched his buttocks, then grabbed a handful of arrows.

"..."

He was silent for a moment, then glanced at the simulator's prompts.

Your talent "Back Block" is activated. Since there is no blocking armor, you will automatically use body block!

Your talent "Back Block" is activated. Since there is no blocking armor, you will automatically use body block!

……

Suddenly, Latis felt a chill down his spine, and then he felt his buttocks arch automatically, and his gluteus maximus muscles on both sides suddenly exerted force, like a martial arts master disarming a sword with his bare hands, trapping an arrow that seemed to have come from nowhere.

He remained silent for a long time, then removed the arrow from his backside again, took a deep breath, and, feeling the repeated arrows in his backside, threw the arrow to the ground with a thud. With tears welling in his eyes, he loudly complained:

"Damn it! Ahh! Simulator! Come out and fight to the death! What kind of talent is this?! I thought the talents were normal this time, normal my ass! You fucking always come up with something new every time!"

Chapter 119 So cows are also a kind of bass

After a chaotic battle, you gradually mastered the art of facing your enemies with your rear end. It sounds vulgar, but at this moment, your "steel door" truly became a steel door! Powerful and invincible!

[Api listened in utter shock to the clanging sound of your firm buttocks striking the zombies, and for a moment, his mind went blank. Even his sword strokes slowed down. Ah, those glutes of yours, they're a man's speed bump!]

However, as you gradually learn to use a counter-attack to kill enemies, you still feel the need to wear a shield or armor plates on your back. After all, sometimes your buttocks will arch up on their own, which will inevitably affect your combat. Most importantly, this can easily cause anterior pelvic tilt...

The two of you squeezed into the horde of monsters, and looking at the zombies surrounding the houses, you couldn't help but gasp.

"It seems the villagers are likely dead." You hold your double-hammer and glance at Api, asking, "Is there any point in trying to save them?"

Hearing the fading groans, Api sighed and said, "Never mind, I'll check each room one by one after sunrise to see if there are any survivors."

He jumped a few times, threw down a block of dirt to elevate himself, and then leaped onto a rooftop. Seeing this, you grabbed the dirt block with both hands, and a goat leaped onto the roof as well.

You walk to the middle of the roof and begin tapping on the roof planks in the monster's blind spot. Before the planks fall to the ground, you see the villagers who have turned into zombies.

Api shook his head, jumped down, and killed the zombie villager with a few sword strikes. He then blocked the door with wooden planks and nodded, indicating that Api should come down with him.

You jump into the room and watch as the villager, his body turned blackish-green, crumbles into a lump of rotting flesh in a puff of white smoke. A sense of unreality washes over you. If a person turned into a zombie is nothing more than a piece of rotting flesh, then what is the essential difference between a human and a zombie?

You and Api found a box in the house. Inside was a notebook. Api quickly flipped through it, shook his head, and said, "It's all jumbled up; I have no idea what it means."

You took the notebook and began to turn the pages.

"On the first day, they received bread from God's hand; on the second day, God produced turnips from the ground; on the third day, God said, 'Fair trade until death...'"

Latis scratched his head, looked at Appi who was feeding the dog bones, and asked:

Do you have any legends or stories about gods here?

"God?" Appi looked through the doorway at the crowded zombie heads outside and said:

"As for gods, I've only heard my great-grandfather talk about them. In his time, there were many people who wanted to become gods, but now it seems there are fewer and fewer of them."

"Ok."

Latis scratched his head and continued flipping through his notes.

"On the fourth day, I saw God's apostle knocking on the door outside... Hmm? Where did that go?" Latis turned to the next page, but found no record of the fifth day. He turned to a few more pages, but found the record of the first day.

"On the first day, we received the emerald from the gods..."

He quickly flipped through the entire notebook and fell into deep thought.

"The notebook contains roughly four or five consecutive entries, each starting with 'Day One' and ending on an irregularly chosen day. It seems as if they were written by different villagers?"

Latis counted the blank spaces between two consecutive records and found that each one was exactly three pages long.

"Does this mean that after a villager leaves...or even dies, their house and notebooks are taken over by another villager three days later? Where do these new villagers come from? Are they automatically generated? And what are these apostles of God?"

He glanced at the horde of zombies outside the door and couldn't help but think:

"Could it be a zombie?"

"Mumu smells a familiar scent in this notebook!"

Mu Zhi's voice echoed in Latis's mind. He paused, then asked:

"What's that smell? What are you remembering?"

“There’s a…scent of an old friend between the sheets of paper.” Mu Zhi’s voice carried a strange melancholy. “Did you fail too? Where are you now, just a fragment like me…wait, what am I saying? Why do my eyes feel wet?”

"Do you even have eyes? They're always so wet..." Latis muttered, then frowned slightly, thinking to himself:

"Are there others who, like Mumu, have become spirits? What exactly happened in Api's great-grandfather's generation? Is the existence of the villagers related to Mumu's deceased friend?"

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. I should cherish my brain cells."

Latis laughed, dispelling his doubts, and walked straight to the small red bed in the corner.

For some reason, the moment he lay down, Api on the other side seemed very puzzled...

You slept until broad daylight. When you woke up, Api was outside the house feeding the dog bones. Seeing you come out of the room, he exclaimed sincerely, "Out-of-towners are really amazing!"

After your persistent questioning, Api tells you that they cannot sleep when monsters are around, and that they wake up precisely at 8 a.m. after falling asleep normally.

"That's true, so why am I able to fall asleep?" You didn't delve into the question, but instead felt ashamed of his healthy 8 a.m. routine. After all, you used to get up before 6 a.m. every day in high school. It was college that spoiled you, and society taught you to "go wild and have fun!" But you believed that this was only temporary...

After searching the village for surviving villagers and clearing out the zombie villagers from six or seven houses, you finally found two surviving villagers in a house with a relatively tall door.

However, to your surprise, the villagers remained indifferent. When faced with your rescue efforts, they merely twitched their noses, and when you offered to take them to a safer city, they resolutely refused.

"Then let's talk about the compensation for protecting you." You took a deep breath, losing patience, and decided not to press the matter further.

The two villagers exchanged a glance, spat two pieces of bread at you, and then pushed you out the door.

"Grass!"

Latis grumbled as he picked up the bread from the ground, glanced at Appi who had flashed his wooden sword, and asked in a deep voice:

"Shall we go then?"

Api spun around in place a few times, looked up at the sun for a while, sighed, and said:

"Let's go, it's alright."

After a moment of silence, the two set off.

"Tsk, Ah Pi, I feel a little uneasy about this!"

Latis held the back of his head, turned to look at Appi, who seemed lost in thought, the object in his hand constantly shifting, and remained silent.

"After we painstakingly killed all the zombies in the village, he not only didn't thank us, but also just sent us away. Is that reasonable?"

"..."

"Hey, Api, are you listening?"

Latis paused, turned around, and found that there was no one beside him. Looking behind him, he saw the pink-haired boy waving his wooden sword menacingly as he jumped and drifted toward the village.

"Wow, Api!"

[You, one wielding a wooden sword and the other a sledgehammer, smashed the villagers' houses to pieces. Amidst their groans and pleas for mercy, you grinned maliciously and looted all their supplies.]

You stared blankly as Api built a huge wooden house out of thin air and installed more than a dozen doors, and couldn't help but ask, "Api, what are you doing?"

"This is a house where 'you can't come out unless you mate, and you can't come out even after you mate.'" Api sneered, "Since they're so heartless, don't blame me for being ruthless! Let them be trapped here for the rest of their lives!"