Matrix Survival: I Get A Random Chest Every Day

"..." Li Zheng remained unmoved, still looking up at the pipes atop the massive tumor.

He suddenly realized that although the gap between the flesh and the wall couldn't accommodate a person passing through smoothly.

If he could endure the nausea, he might force himself through.

Looking at those pipes, a thought sparked in Li Zheng's mind: could these pipes be supplying nutrients? If he directly cuts off the nutrient supply to the tumor, wouldn't the "fetus" inside be affected?

And these pipes aren't made of flesh, so their defense mustn't be that high; perhaps it might really work.

Inspired by the thought, Li Zheng took several deep breaths and started to move his limbs, preparing himself mentally.

Zhan Zhouzhou sensed something amiss from his behavior: "What do you want to do?"

Li Zheng turned, flashing a grin hidden by his gas mask: "Watch closely!"

As his words fell, Li Zheng swiftly cut through the transparent wall with his sword to make a hole large enough for him to enter the room.

He forcefully pressed open the flesh, activated his flying device, and the strong airflow pushed him almost entirely into the flesh.

The nauseating smell seeped into Li Zheng's nose from the edges of the squeezed gas mask, nearly making him vomit.

The "fetus" inside the tumor seemed to sense something, frantically screaming and striking outward, trying to stop Li Zheng.

Undeterred, Li Zheng maneuvered along the slippery, disgusting surface of the tumor, holding his breath, successfully reaching the top.

All the pipes lay exposed before him.

Raising his Sheathed Sword, he twisted it into a sword flower and shouted, "Face the gale!"

Before the sound ceased, he was already there, the sword light rising.

Clang, clang, clang—

Under the blade of the Sheathed Sword, the pipes were severed one by one, spilling unknown colorful liquid everywhere, drenching Li Zheng.

He couldn't care less about that; suddenly, the tumor beneath his feet trembled violently, and the roars of the "fetus" inside grew sharper, increasingly resembling a baby's cry.

As the pipes were severed, the supply of liquid was cut off, and the tumor trembled while rapidly "withering."

The flesh's color dulled, its surface shriveled, as if weathered for months in mere seconds.

"Too reckless," muttered Zhan Zhouzhou, biting her lower lip, her abdomen suddenly wracked with pain again.

Worried that Li Zheng's actions might incite unforeseen dangers, Zhan Zhouzhou endured the pain and quickly dashed to the room's entrance, sword in hand, fully alert and drenched in cold sweat.

The last pipe was severed, leaving the tumor disconnected from above and suddenly collapsing softly.

Li Zheng immediately reduced the flying device's output, adjusting his height, eyes fixed below.

If cutting the pipes did work, the prematurely birthed BOSS would likely vent its "premature" wrath at the moment of "birth."

The collapsed mass of flesh resembled a deflated balloon, only a thin layer remained, and in the center, Li Zheng saw a "bulge."

"Now!" Li Zheng exhorted, reminding Zhan Zhouzhou while already diving down.

Rip—

The dilapidated flesh tore open, and from beneath emerged a creature with the physique of a two or three-year-old child.

Its features resembled the frogman seen earlier, with round, bulbous eyes of pure blackness, and webbed fingers and toes, though not apparent due to its young age.

This race's mouth was extraordinarily large, its corners extending to the temples; it wouldn't need to cut its cheeks like Feng Bujue to play a clown.

The BOSS wore an enraged expression, glaring at the culprit behind its forced premature birth, baring countless sharp short teeth in a horrific shriek.

The shriek was piercing and ear-splitting, drilling into Li Zheng's ears like demonic sounds, momentarily dazing his consciousness.

Returning to his senses, the BOSS was already upon him.

Confronting his foe, Li Zheng, looking at that strange face, instinctively said: "What's with the serious face?"

Though his tone was light, his hands moved swiftly, thrusting a sword straight at the BOSS's crown.

As this strike was about to land, a "boom boom" came from next door, something seemed to be approaching rapidly and brutally, smashing the walls to pieces.

With danger imminent, Li Zheng remained unmoved, without a hint of retreat.

He knew that someone would help him with unnecessary interference.

Indeed.

The next second.

A figure flashed into the scene, lightning bursting, standing before the wall holding a sword of pure electricity.

Unlike the previous "Electric Light Sword," this sword, though also formed by electricity, glowed purple, exuding an aura of majesty.

As the second-in-command on the combat strength ranking and possessing the "Prel's Eye" as an auxiliary like Li Zheng, Zhan Zhouzhou had not only improved her Sword Dao skills during this time but also upgraded her equipment and abilities.

The Gold Level Electric Light Sword had been enhanced to Platinum Level, its power significantly greater than before.

"Overweight·Release!"

Zhan Zhouzhou shouted delicately, and the surrounding pressure instantly vanished; her entire aura elevated once again, like a Sword Immortal descending to the world.

Hair (crossed out)

The hem of the garment fluttered with the magnetic field of the Electric Light Sword, and in a fleeting glance, Li Zheng saw a glimpse of delicacy at Zhan Zhouzhou's waist.

"Engage!"

"Extreme Isolation·Dual cast!"

"Ice and Fire Attachment·Ice Element!"

"Power Demon·Frenzy!"

Zhan Zhouzhou displayed all her strength, how could Li Zheng let her take all the glory?

He also went all out, using every trump card, transforming into a small giant two meters tall, with muscles bulging, arms trembling, and his sword stance changed accordingly.

"Passing Swift!"

This strike was both fast and fierce, relentless, seemingly leaving no retreat for himself.

A point of extremely cold blue light gathered at the sword tip, as if it would pierce through everything, even tearing through space itself!

Pfft!

A sharp weapon piercing flesh.

Boom!

The wall shattered.

Clang!

Blades clashing.

Almost everything happened in the same instant.

The underdeveloped BOSS was pierced through the chest by a sword from Li Zheng, yet at the last moment, the infant-like BOSS managed to leap slightly, evading the fatal blow!

Zhan Zhouzhou forced back the biochemical monster that broke through the wall with a single sword, surprisingly it was the zombie-infected Three-headed Ghost Lion they had seen earlier!

The previously sickly Three-headed Ghost Lion, which seemed about to die any second, was now imposing, with dark fur bristling like steel needles.

Its muscles were hard as iron, completely unlike the Lion King Li Zheng once encountered, its aura strong by at least tenfold!

This zombie Ghost Lion now possessed strength near that of Diamond level, and yet was able to stand toe-to-toe against the fully-activated Zhan Zhouzhou without being at a disadvantage!

Boom——

Boom——

Boom——

The continuous sound of breaking walls echoed, Li Zheng finally understood why there were so many zombie monsters confined here.

It was all in preparation for this BOSS about to be born.

These zombie monsters were all its subordinates.

And its ability, Li Zheng and Zhan Zhouzhou also speculated some.

Which was to strengthen other zombie monsters, achieving a limit-breaking effect!

Just from the continuous breaking wall sounds, Li Zheng could tell how exaggerated the enhancements were for those zombie monsters approaching.

Almost none were weaker than the current Three-headed Ghost Lion!

Perhaps due to limitations in distance or quantity of this ability, or perhaps the premature factors caused by Li Zheng, the approaching number of zombie monsters wasn't large, only a few nearby.

"First take down the BOSS, I'll hold off the other monsters, quick and decisive!" Zhan Zhouzhou completely entered battle mode, her demeanor much cooler, as though she had suddenly become a different person, advancing step by step towards the zombie Ghost Lion with the Thunder Longsword in hand sparking with purple lightning.

"Give me thirty seconds, I can burn it to ash." Li Zheng planted the sheathed sword on the ground, looking at the pierced BOSS, revealing a bloodthirsty smile with a voice as muffled as if from hell.

Zhan Zhouzhou paused her steps, coldly said, "You want to show off, fine, but if you destroy the spoils, be prepared to bleed heavily to compensate us."

After speaking, she suddenly leaped towards the zombie Ghost Lion, using her sword technique with the Purple Thunder Longsword, aiming directly at the three massive ghost lion heads.

Li Zheng shivered suddenly, abandoning the idea of burning the tenacious BOSS to death with Fire Attachment, obediently chopping it into pieces.

Stepping on the BOSS, Li Zheng drew the sheathed sword, his wrist trembled repeatedly, the first sword cutting off its head.

However, the head being cut off instead freed the BOSS from its shackles, rolling on the ground attempting to escape.

"This won't die either, guess burning with fire is still more convenient." Li Zheng followed up slowly, slicing open that head, inside rolling out a rough stone the size of a ping-pong ball.

Crack!

With this crisp sound, the remaining limbs of the BOSS suddenly stiffened, and then ceased to move.

At the same time, the zombie Ghost Lion which originally had enough defense to contend with Zhan Zhouzhou, suddenly became dispirited.

The continuous sound of breaking walls also came to a stop.

Zhan Zhouzhou seized the opportunity to advance, executing three consecutive sword strikes, crushing the ghost lion's three heads.