My Doomsday Simulator Game.

Chapter 37 37. Clues of the Shadow Demon

The shadow climbed up quickly and wrapped Li Jian up.

In a pitch-black world, the man clenched his sword tightly, and the blood mist was dotted with starlight, the light was scarlet and mysterious, slightly illuminating the shadows.

Li Jian's muscles tensed up, his expression alert, and he scolded: "No matter where you come from, you dare to offend the Protz family in this world. Do you really think that no one can find you?"

The black shadow flowed, revealing the appearance of a villain. It laughed as if it heard a joke, "Hahaha, this is so funny, someone actually dares to threaten the servant of the Shadow Demon Master."

"Young Undead, don't you know how great the Shadow Demon Master is?"

"Shadow Demon?" Li Jian searched his memory, but found no impression of Shadow Demon in his mind.

"You are too ignorant." The shadowy figure was very dissatisfied with Li Jian's performance. "My master is about to revive, and he asked me to warn the undead in the world that disaster is about to come."

Disaster is coming?

Li Jian's pupils trembled, as if he had heard some incredible information.

"Wait, sir, do you know the exact time when the disaster will occur?"

The shadowy figure squinted one eye and looked at Li Jian, then suddenly floated around his body.

Li Jian clenched his sword tightly and broke out in a cold sweat. For a moment, he almost thought that the shadow creature was going to attack him.

"What sir? Call me Lord Philip." The shadow kid said with his hands on his hips.

Its black eyes rolled around, "Boy, do you want to know when the disaster will come?"

Li Jian said seriously: "Please tell me, Senior Philip."

"Okay then..." Just when Li Jian thought Philip agreed, it suddenly smiled slyly, as if its prank had succeeded.

"I'll tell you next time."

As the words fell, the shadows gradually dissipated and light shone in.

"Senior Philip, you haven't answered my question yet!"

Li Jian shouted anxiously. No matter whether Philip was deceiving him or not, the time information of the disaster was crucial. As long as there was one point of truth in it, it was worth his exploration.

If the time of disaster could be predicted in advance, the major undead forces could open disaster shelters in advance to avoid large-scale casualties after the end of the world.

It may even change the world situation after the end of the world.

"I'm in a bad mood today. Let's talk about it another day..." Philip's voice became more and more ethereal.

"How can I contact you?" Li Jian chased to the end of the corridor, but the distance between him and the shadow did not shorten, but became bigger and bigger.

"I'll talk to you when I feel better."

The shadows receded completely, and Philip disappeared.

Li Jian stopped and punched the wall in frustration.

The walls shook, the paint cracked, and a piece of paper fell down as lightly as a feather.

The man's eyes narrowed and he quickly took the note. After a closer look, he saw four names written on it, along with an address.

……

Su Hong strolled along the Shengjiang River and admired the lantern boats.

Suddenly a blurry black shadow passed by and merged into the shadow behind him. Philip's voice rang out, "Master, I'm back."

"Yeah." Su Hong nodded without hesitation, left Shengjiang and got on the bus.

He sat on the empty bus with his head down and eyes narrowed, seemingly taking a nap, but in fact he was observing Philip swimming happily in the shadow.

Philip is a life born in the shadows, a shadow servant who serves him. Originally, he was just an ignorant life, but after inheriting some of his humanity, he gradually became smart and now is more like a little devil who loves to play tricks on people.

"How is the matter going?" Su Hong asked in his heart.

“Hehe, that guy was almost scared silly by me, but Philip still completed the task assigned by the master perfectly and handed the note to him.”

As it spoke, its tone became proud, as if it was waiting for Su Hong's praise.

"Well done." Su Hong said.

The people on the note list are all minions of different factions, and are the real culprits of the recent serial murders in Sheng City.

Although he didn't know what the purpose of the divergent forces was, the first bird to stick its head out will be shot. Based on the memory information left by Zhou Hong, Su Hong planned to kill someone with a borrowed knife and deal with these four minions first.

As for the other divergent minions, they are still useful for his next simulation, so he has no plans to take action against them for the time being.

The main purpose of Su Hong's trip is to let the Firebringer enter the vision of traditional undead forces such as the Protz family in the present world, in preparation for the coming doomsday.

……

Five hours later.

Shenyun Mountain Tourist Area, Disaster Shelter No. 307.

In a library as spacious as a football field, there are solid wooden floors, rows of bookshelves are neatly arranged, and soft lights shine on the spines of the books. On them are written strange words such as "Research on the Lifespan of Undead Creatures", "Disaster Embryo Development", and "Identification of Disaster Items".

A wheelchair turned out from the corner of the bookshelf. The old man sitting on it had cloudy eyes and a skinny body. There seemed to be no flesh and blood under his skin, which was wrinkled like hills and gullies, and was tightly attached to blood vessels and bones.

The old man held the three black books tightly in his frail arms, as if they were precious treasures.

The young man pushed the wheelchair out of the bookshelf area, and a large conference table appeared in front of him. Many people were already waiting in front of the table.

"Li Yun, be careful." Several middle-aged men in suits and ties hurried over and took the wheelchair.

"Cough cough." The old man was pushed to the main seat while coughing.

With trembling hands, he carefully placed the books on the table, and looked forward. Apart from the main seat, there were only six chairs on the conference table.

All the people sitting on the chairs were elderly. They had cloudy and dark eyes, thin bodies, hunched backs, and looked frail, but they commanded great respect from the middle-aged and young people around them.

"Ahem, where's Li Jian?" The old man leaned against the table, his cloudy eyeballs lit up slightly, and the calm lake surface was stirred up by waves.

Everyone around was shocked; they actually saw excitement in the old man's eyes.

The old man's name is Li Jinjin. He is the first immortal of the Protz family in the world. He is now nearly two hundred years old, which is twice the lifespan of an ordinary human.

Cancer, diabetes, myocardial infarction...all kinds of diseases have ravaged this body. Although it seems to be still alive, the heart has already stopped beating.

But for the immortals, as long as there are no major accidents, they can remain immortal even if they don’t eat or drink and have missing limbs.

The boundary between life and death has long been blurred for them.

"Grandpa, I'm back."

The family elders made way for him, and Li Jian took a slight breath and walked to the conference table.

After he reported online about his encounter with the Shadow Demon Servant, the family held an emergency meeting.

In order to attend this rare family meeting, he almost ran all the way back, but fortunately he made it in time.

The man raised his head and his eyes fell on the old man Li Jinjin. Like other family elders, he showed a surprised expression.

If for no other reason, it was the first time he saw excitement on his great-grandfather's face.

Could it be that the shadow demon that the shadow creature mentioned is of great importance?
(End of this chapter)