The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?!

"Name: Eight-sided Dice (One-time use)"

"Type: Item"

"Quality: Perfect"

"Effect: Player's all attributes reset to 50% to 200% of current all attributes, excluding equipment and temporary bonuses."

"Note: Random 8 is hopeless, damn!"

"Can it be taken out of the instance: Yes"

"Another dice-roller's item."

Liu Zheng shook his head.

The effect is indeed powerful, but with his current attribute panel, even if he rolled 200%, it might not decide the victory, so for now, it can only collect dust in the system space.

He walked to the side of the coffin again, placing his hand tentatively on the lid, but no item description popped up.

Liu Zheng tried using the Headless Mandarin Duck Pouch, but the coffin remained unmoved.

"It's a tough nut to crack."

He smacked his lips in admiration.

But that's a good thing, suggesting this coffin is of high enough quality, at least Legendary, possibly even Epic.

Liu Zheng took out the walkie-talkie and called everyone one by one.

When he finally reached Niu Daji, the walkie-talkie got a response from the other end, but it was Panda speaking.

"Hey, you still alive, is that you?"

Panda said weakly.

"It's me, where are you guys? What's the situation?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"We're at the foot of the mountain. We won't die, but everyone except me is still incapacitated."

Panda replied.

"Alright, you stay and protect them, contact me anytime if there's anything."

He hung up the walkie-talkie and began digging the grave.

At this time, the grave was already blown open by the person inside the coffin, and all the defense mechanisms inside were disabled, so he dug very quickly and soon found the Mountain Core.

Yet, the Mountain Core of this hill was also a coffin, except its lid and body were seamlessly integrated and couldn't be opened.

"Can't open it, forget it."

Liu Zheng took out the prepared steel plates from the Headless Mandarin Duck Pouch, assembling them one by one to enclose the Mountain Core.

As everyone knows, with enough oxygen, bombs are more powerful in confined spaces.

And he had artificially created an enclosed space; although he didn't know how effective it would be, some might be better than none.

This was knowledge he recalled after multiple explosions and decided to apply this time.

Once the container was assembled, Liu Zheng began to dig explosion-proof works.

After he felt it was about enough, he took out three Laughing Gas Bombs.

With Laughing Gas Bombs, of course, you have to throw them with a smile.

He thought about it and even put on a clown makeup.

Never mind if the clown was happy or not, just see how loudly he laughs.

"Heh heh heh~"

Grinning at the clown in the phone screen, Liu Zheng tossed the Laughing Gas Bombs into the container, then curled up like an octopus into the works.

"Hide in the works, indifferent to explosions east or west."

He even recited a line of poetry.

But soon Liu Zheng didn't have that leisure.

The ground vibrations transmitted underground, buzzing his brain.

"La la la, ptui! La la la, ptui!"

Liu Zheng would shout and consume dirt, shout and consume dirt.

He of course didn't have a dirt-eating disorder; it was to balance the eardrum's internal and external pressure, preventing pressure difference from damaging the eardrum.

Details determine success or failure; what if it costs him a life due to not saving the energy to heal eardrums?

In the violent impact, Liu Zheng's consciousness gradually blurred and he fainted.

"Boss! Boss!"

He didn't know how long had passed, but Niu Daji's shouting woke him up.

Liu Zheng opened his eyes, seeing Niu Daji shaking him vigorously with one hand.

"Boss, you're awake!"

Seeing him open his eyes, Niu Daji shouted in surprise.

"I fainted, not died, how could I not wake up with you shaking me like this?"

Liu Zheng said irritably.

"Heh heh."

Niu Daji awkwardly scratched his head.

"Pull me out."

He extended his hand, letting Niu Daji pull him out of the dirt.

Focusing his eyes, he saw that Doctor Nile and the others were also there, just looking in bad shape.

"A bunch of leftover troops."

Liu Zheng said instinctively.

No need to look, he knew his own state wouldn't be much better.

"First time hearing someone praise themselves like this."

Doctor Nile rolled his eyes at him.

"Haha, just being modest. By the way, with your bodies like this, can you recover?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Once the residual chaotic power is expelled, yes; flesh deformation is easier to treat than flesh loss."

Doctor Nile said.

His body was the most intact, only one finger twisted, others were much worse.

Niu Ma's one hand was twisted into two long spikes, Panda's right leg into a horn shape, and Bai San and others each had their own tragic forms.

"That's good. Can you heal now?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"No, I must return to the clinic; I can't secure enough Sun God Power here."

Doctor Nile shook his head.

He implied it subtly, but Liu Zheng guessed he needed the "Eye of Ra" power.

"Then we head back to the city now."

Liu Zheng decided decisively.

"Not going to Great Jiang Mountain?"

Doctor Nile asked.

"Treating the wounded comes first, and they won't run away anytime soon; I'll apologize to President Yuan personally when we return."

He said.

"It's up to you."

Doctor Nile had no objections.

"Don't worry, Mr. Liu, I'll help explain things to President Yuan."

Lao Si cooperated.

"Thank you, Fourth Brother."

"Human, are you going to break your promise to me?"

Yaksha questioned.

"My promise to you was to find adequate sacrifices; a god as a sacrifice is more precious than a bunch of demons, right? Anyway, I think the great Bloodhand Kane would be quite satisfied."