Unfortunately, this did not make Link feel better.

The police are trying their best to maintain order in the town, and naturally they don’t care about cases in remote suburbs. Chaos of order cannot be avoided.

At this moment, Camilla's shouts rang out.

Link picked up his gun and walked to the window: "What's the matter?"

Camilla hesitated for a moment and said, "Well, can you accompany us home? Delia and I are both scared."

Link refused decisively: "Sorry, I can't."

Camilla was stunned and immediately begged: "You have a gun and your marksmanship is also very good. Please help us."

Link refused again: "Sorry, you know I'm in poor health. If I were chased, I might not have survived."

"Wait." After hesitating, he still spoke to the disappointed girl.

Turning around and walking back to the bedroom, taking out a double-barrel hunting rifle and a box of bullets from the closet.

Go back to the opening a little window and hand them out through the iron railing: "Camilla, these are the only things I can help you."

Camilla subconsciously caught it and looked at it, opened her mouth, and finally stopped begging, silently lowered her head and loaded the shotgun with bullets.

As the only child of a middle-class family, she has received basic firearm training. There is no problem with using this most common double-barrel hunting rifle.

The slight dissatisfaction with Link's indifferent attitude also turned into helplessness.

She is not the kind of middle-aged girl with a bad personality and self-centered personality.

It is only because of a sudden change that your mentality is unbalanced that you can't control your emotions.

Holding the weapon given by Link, he immediately thought that he had saved her and Delia's lives and gave her self-defense weapons.

In normal times, it is rare for people who are willing to take risks to lend a helping hand, let alone these few days.

With both sides changing positions, Camilla felt that she might not have the courage to save him.

Picking up the loaded shotgun, she took a deep breath and bowed to the window: "No matter what, thank you for everything you did, Link. I will definitely help you if you have the chance in the future."

After saying that, she helped Delia, who was almost crying, and returned to her house more than a hundred meters away.

Link stood by the door, silently looked at the two distant backs on the surveillance monitor, and sighed: "Good luck to you."

...

Delia and her daughter left, and Link waited for a while before she went out cautiously approaching the corpse of the cracked-mouthed monster that Bob became.

Until a range of five meters away from the corpse, a soft female voice sounded in my mind again: "Does the raw materials containing traces of divine particles be recycled?"

He was stunned for a moment, and did not make a decision immediately, but observed around the body.

The monster's skin appears to be a light blue-gray color when exposed to the outside, and the blood vessels on the skin become very thick and bulging high, spreading all over the body.

The "blood" flows out from it is viscous blue-black, and it also emits a rotten odor.

Link was not concerned about this, but the bullet holes in the corpse.

The deer bullet hitting the chest was not as effective as expected. I took a small wooden stick and dug it out, and found a lot of lead ball fragments, which were obviously stuck in the muscle layer.

The head was messy, but when you look closely, there were mainly small pits and scratches in the lead ball fragments, and no one broke through the skull of the cracked monster.

The fatal injury was that a lead pill just hit the eye socket, entering the brain from this weakness and killing it.

Link frowned and ordered the Doomsday Game in his mind: "Recycle it."

The corpse of the cracked monster disappeared in an instant, and even the large pieces of dirty blood it spilled out disappeared.

Soft female voice: "The recharge is successful, the game energy point has increased by 0.5."

This game is really a stingy (snack) and (door). Facing the energy points that are all out of the decimal points, Link twitched the corner of his mouth, turned around and went into the house to close the door.

After closing his eyes on the sofa and studying this doomsday game online for a long time, he opened his eyes and sighed with a complicated expression: "Finally, my golden finger finally arrived, but it turned out to be the day when the doomsday came?"

Time went back to the early morning of July 4th, and when most people fell asleep, a huge gray-black vortex suddenly opened above the earth.

Gray and black mist gushed out from it, mixed with large translucent shadows howled excitedly, rushed out together, and then spread in all directions.

The gray-black vortex opened for ten seconds and then quickly collapsed back a little and disappeared. The things it brought were spreading rapidly in the night and in this world.

At present, humans cannot observe divine particles by their naked eyes and technology, so no one knows that the end of the world has arrived.

And a soft female voice rang in Link's mind during deep sleep: "The chaotic divine particles were detected."

"It was detected that this dimension has been anchored by the dark dimension, and the first invasion was 0:15:33 on July 4, 2019.

"The divine particle concentration is less than 0.0001%, and the 93% chance is that it is a universal triple anchor implemented by the lord-level dark creatures, and it is still in the early stage of dimension anchoring."

"The minimum activation threshold has been reached, the apocalypse game online is being activated."

"The anchoring time is predicted, the second time is the same period on July 7, 2019, and the third time is the same period on July 10."

"After the triple anchoring is completed, the concentration of chaotic divine particles will increase to 0.01% within 300-600 days, entering the middle and late stages of dimension anchoring, and the dimension erosion will accelerate."

"It is expected that within 3,000-6,000 days, the erosion of the dimension will be completed, and this dimension will automatically transform into a new dark dimension territory."

"The noble super permission user 00001, welcome to join the apocalypse game online, and wish you a happy ending journey."

With this prompt, the gray-black mist (divine particles) spreading from the gray-black vortex kept pouring into Link's body and was absorbed by Doomsday Game.

After the Doomsday Game Online is activated, divine particle energy must be absorbed to maintain basic functions.

This absorbs little to the game, but "water pipe tool man" Link has never been exposed to divine particles.

The "passing by" a large number of divine particles made him fall into a protective coma and didn't wake up until he was basically adapted.

The "a little bit" of dizziness and discomfort are just common problems during the running-in period.

Compared to his neighbor Bob, Link was extremely lucky - more than a hundred meters away, Bob was invaded by the shadows in the gray and black fog and became a slit-mouth monster.

However, Doomsday Games only avoided his direct invasion by shadows.

As divine particles keep passing by, it is inevitable that extremely small amounts of particles will be lost in the "water pipe" and slowly erode the "water pipe" itself.

Link must race against the erosion speed of divine particles to solve this huge hidden danger, but he currently knows nothing about it.

A sigh was his farewell to the hard life of more than ten years, and his expectation for the future in the fog?

A little flame quietly rose in my heart, and although it was weak, it could no longer be suppressed.

As a time traveler, I enjoyed more than 30 years of peace in my previous life, and received more than 10 years of social beatings in this life.

The end of the world is coming, but there is a golden finger on his side. All this is not a bad thing for him.

Living is no longer the goal of his life, living happily is the only way to live. His thoughts gradually became clear. Link put away his distracting thoughts, got up and went to the study room, and began to check the current situation online.

According to online rumors, similar monsters attacked people all over the world - to be more precise, monsters cannibalism.

These events occurred on July 5th.

With these evidences, Link was even more sure of the arrival of the doomsday, and suddenly realized: No wonder he always felt that time was wrong.

He rushed to the manuscript all night on the second day and did not go to bed until the afternoon of the third day.

When I woke up, I thought it was the fourth day of today, but I didn’t know that I slept until noon on the sixth day of the sixth day.

This busy work is at night. Link quickly checks and copies various information on the Internet, such as various maps, important places, and material reserves.

If you take a little attention during peacetime, these information can still be found online, but it is hard to say after the chaos in society.

The United States in this life is not a unipolar power, but a bipolar confrontation with China.

The resources and benefits seized in the world are much less, and the technology is not so developed, probably at the level of early 2000 in the previous life.

Therefore, in 2019, the mainstream tool for Internet access in the United States is still PC.

Mobile phones are still the world of feature phones, and the mobile phone network is only 2G, mainly sending and receiving text.

In such a panic period, people who do not go out to buy daily necessities and stay at home to surf the Internet are basically dead home by computers.

Although there is a lot of information on the Internet, the refresh rate has not been crazy enough to the point of the previous life.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, Link basically finished reading the mainstream media and downloaded a lot of information from several niche forums he often went to.

I used to copy all the paid materials that I was reluctant to download and useful ones.

Turning off the monitor, he stood up and rubbed his tired eyes towards the kitchen.

Time is tight, and he was busy collecting information that afternoon, just ate some snacks and drinks, and now he is very hungry.

When I walked into the kitchen, the insulation indicator light of the rice cooker was on.

Link once again praised his intelligence in his heart.

Pour some fresh soy sauce in, stir the lazy rice that had been kept in the rice cooker for a long time, put out a large plate of sharpness, picked up a spoon and slashed the rice into your mouth.

The crazy protesting belly was soothed by the hot meal and quickly calmed down.

But Link was thinking about his plan of action tomorrow.

The game system log retains the information when it is activated, so he knows the news of the arrival of the doomsday, and even the early morning of the 7th, there is a second anchor.

Although there are many incidents of monsters attacking humans at present, the social order is barely maintained.

In fact, the people killed by monsters on this day are not as many as one-tenth of the death toll in "Happy America".
To be continued...