The apocalypse begins with a dungeon game.

In the upper town, a group of young people gathered in a luxuriously decorated detached villa.

There were both men and women among them.

Everyone was connected by a thin, long, dark green, jelly-like connecting thread.

They manipulated the monsters of their choice to roam the lower city.

Before long, one of the young men frowned, his anger rising, and ripped off the IV line attached to the vein in his arm.

"This is outrageous! We really need to speed things up and find a way to change this situation. If things continue like this, will there be any normal people left in the city? Everyone's morals are warped. How long can we be on the verge of destruction?"

He was the one who had been standing in the crowd controlling one of the strange Upper City dwellers.

"Yang Mo, what's going on over there? Why are you so angry?" Another young man also disconnected his device and looked up at the man named Yang Mo.

"Go to the city center of the lower city and see for yourselves. I can't describe it. If I could avoid interfering with the order there, I would have killed all of them."

Filled with suspicion, this group of people all manipulated their strange abilities to teleport to the area Yang Mo had mentioned.

After everyone understood what had happened, they all fell silent.

But it also strengthened their confidence in their ability to reform the world.

"..."

A long silence followed.

In fact, they have witnessed many things that are even more bloody and violent, and that are even more shocking than this.

This was just a minor incident.

However, each outburst still stirs up everyone's emotions, making it difficult for them to calm down for a long time.

Yang Mo lay sprawled on a recliner in the villa, facing a huge swimming pool, the clear blue water reflected in his eyes.

He had a neat short haircut, an upright air about him, and a clear boundary between his jawline and neck.

The pure white, hand-tailored suit that fit his body perfectly folded out elegant folds with his movements.

The young people sitting around him were dressed much like him, each one exuding elegance and nobility.

They have the best life and the best education, yet under such a background of personal values, they must play the game that everyone in the city is playing.

They may not realize the problems when they are young, but as they grow older, they become increasingly unable to tolerate them.

It can be described as an awakening of individual consciousness, but most of the time they are also in a state of confusion.

After all, for thousands of years, their ancestors have been engaged in this so-called "large-scale real-scene unlimited experience game," which is actually "abuse" without any moral bottom line.

"Are we the only ones who think this is wrong?" A girl in a light gold linen dress sat sadly by the pool, her foot waving across the water, creating ripples and splashes.

"Shen Yuan has already died because of this. If we continue down this path, will we end up like her? I miss her so much..."

"Our ancestors all lived like this. Only when it came to us did we begin to secretly rebel. We had no status and no right to speak up for anyone."

"I asked my mother why we did this, and she slapped me and told me to just enjoy myself. I guess she couldn't explain why herself."

"Everyone is born to follow the default rules, and all they need to do is execute them. It doesn't matter if they don't have their own thoughts."

"So, what are we now that we've woken up? Program bugs? Should we be killed and thrown under the city walls like those who were discovered, to be used as food by the people who went down to the city?"

"I'm so scared..."

Yang Mo stood up and looked at his reflection in the water.

"Let's not worry about that for now. Does being afraid allow things to continue? Shen Yuan sacrificed himself for our revolution. Everything we did was meaningful."

"Feng Tian, ​​have you found anything over there? If you find Shen Yuan's body, give her a proper burial in the lower city. She has already suffered enough; we can't let her be eaten by the people of the lower city."

The girl, wearing a linen dress similar in texture to Shen Yuan's previous dress, turned to look at Yang Mo, shook her head, and looked very disappointed.

"No, her body was dumped over the eerie north city wall, but when we used the eerie device to go there, we searched through all the corpses but couldn't find her."

Feng Tian dried her feet, put on her socks and shoes, and stood up.

"Logically speaking, it shouldn't have been lost. There's only one possibility: it was picked up by someone from the lower town... But there are countless restaurants and hotels in the entire lower town, so we estimate this is the worst-case scenario..."

"How much time has passed? Which city dweller is this fast? No, have you even checked those target locations?"

"I've already looked again. At this time of day, only hotels in the city center are open; all the ones in the suburbs are closed."

"The investigations at the center haven't yielded any good results yet, so we plan to conduct a second round of investigations tomorrow after the restaurants in the suburbs reopen."

Yang Mo nodded. "Yes, they are also the closest to where the bodies were dumped on the city wall. It's almost certain that it's in this area. I'll search with you tomorrow."

"Alright, we'll split up and act separately. But we can't be too obvious. If anything unusual is discovered, we'll all die... The city lord's ironclad orders cannot be trampled on in the slightest."

"Shen Yuan is dead. We must be even more careful. This is a wake-up call for us."

Everyone was heavy-hearted. After making arrangements for the matter, there was one person in the crowd who hadn't disconnected the cable, and he suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"That guy who caused trouble downtown is dead!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Mo and Feng Tian turned around and walked over.

"Who did this? Are they out of their minds? If they're found out, the city lord will kill them. They were just talking about Shen Yuan, and they acted so rashly." Yang Mo suppressed his anger, but his tone was also full of worry.

The anger stems from worry about the hard-won and cohesive team members on their side.

They share the same will and are among the few awakened people in the upper city.

No more people can die.

We can't afford any more mistakes.

"It wasn't our people; it was the humans from the lower city who did it."

Upon hearing this, everyone gasped in surprise and took a deep breath.

Even if the humans in the lower city are incredibly powerful, they only possess the attribute of never aging and remaining in a cyclical manner; however, they are all mentally challenged and foolish.

When pushed to the limit, the fighting power they display is about the same as that of an ordinary person.

Unlike the people of the upper city, who have undergone human body modification from childhood and have buffs and high-tech products, they are not like the people of the upper city.

The bizarre is even more difficult to deal with.

How could a mere human like them possibly defeat a monster with such a small force?

Although the outcome was good, how was the process accomplished?

"Could it be that someone in the lower city has awakened?" Feng Tian asked urgently.

They are now disconnected from the strange connection they control, and it's probably too late to reconnect and get to the scene.

They could only press the only remaining member of the organization who was still manipulating the strange situation in the lower city for answers.