【Ding~】

[The Doomsday Simulator is on.] 】

【Initializing~】

[Initialization completed, simulation begins~]

Jiang Chen frowned and entered the simulator, he needed to hurry up and simulate as much as possible, and then get as many talents as possible, so that when the real end came, he could obtain enough power to protect himself.

[Random missions are being released.] 】

[Random Mission: Defeat a random member of the Twelve Round Table.] 】

Jiang Chen was stunned.

He had already fought with the members of the Twelve Round Tables, and the director of the Police Inspectorate, as well as Jiang Chusheng, were all one of the Twelve Round Tables.

During the fight with the superintendent, he had already been pressed to the ground and rubbed.

Jiang Chen naturally understood that with his current strength, he would not be an opponent of the members of the Twelve Round Table at all.

But the random tasks in the doomsday simulator were so difficult, which really made him a little helpless for a while.

Jiang Chen shook his head, it seemed that this random task could not be completed.

[Please choose one of the following talents and bring them into this simulation.] 】

Jiang Chen smiled, and it was time for the talent selection link in the simulation again.

He looked at the list of talents in the system panel.

[Singing Superstar (Green): You have a beautiful singing voice that can attract the attention of others. 】

This, useless.

Jiang Chen smiled helplessly, and then looked at the talent behind him.

[Thousand Miles Transmission (Gold): You can spread your voice through the air to a thousand miles away. 】

No way!

Jiang Chen was overjoyed, this talent was extremely suitable for him now, he could transmit sound through the air, which was just enough for him to remotely command the Morning Gang in the Doomsday Shelter.

He secretly made a decision that if the talent behind him was not so good, he would choose this "Thousand Miles of Voice" talent.

Dance Specialist (Green): You have a great talent for dancing. 】

At the first glance of this talent, he immediately made a decision to choose the talent of "Thousand Miles of Voice".

He really didn't have a better choice.

【Ding~】

[Congratulations to the host for choosing the "Thousand Miles of Voice" talent, which will be brought into this simulation and can be assimilated into reality.] 】

He started the simulation.

[On the first day, you wake up and find that the end has come. 】

[Fortunately, you have been prepared in advance, with the Morning Gang stationed in the Doom Vault, and no zombie can break through the defenses of the Doom Vault. 】

Jiang Chen nodded.

The hard work of the past few days did not seem to have been wasted, and the Doomsday Vault could indeed help him.

With the solidity of the Doomsday Vault, you managed to survive the week. 】

[On the fourth day, a group of mutants appeared around the Doomsday Vault, besieging the Doomsday Vault wantonly, and bullets could not penetrate their skin. 】

Jiang Chen frowned.

It seems that the outer gods will already start working on him on the fourth day after the end comes.

Mutants are under the control of the Outer God Society, and the reason why the mutants choose to besiege the Doomsday Vault is naturally because the Outer God Society is behind the push.

[You chose to send your own mutant army, and under the command of Xia Xueyao, the mutants under your command quickly cleared up the mutants besieging the city, and the whole process only took half an hour. 】

Jiang Chen smiled.

Sure enough, he didn't misunderstand anyone, Xia Xueyao did have a strong dominance, and under her command, the strength of this group of mutants had obviously increased by more than one cut.

The problem now is to find a way to keep Xia Xueyao by his side and contribute to himself.

Jiang Chen frowned and thought for a moment, then continued to start the simulation.

[After that, the Doomsday Vault was quiet, and not even a single zombie appeared, which lasted for half a month. 】

Jiang Chen was stunned.

It stands to reason that he destroyed the large wave of mutants sent by the Outer Gods Society, and the Outer Gods Society will definitely choose to continue their attacks on his Doomsday Vault......

But why, for half a month, the Outer God Society didn't do anything?

[Half a month later, on a very calm day, a black shadow the size of a hill suddenly descended outside the Doomsday Shelter. 】

Sure enough, the revenge from the Outer God Society came......

It's just a black shadow the size of a hill?

Could it be that it was a member from the Twelve Round Table again, Jiang Chen slept on the chair and slowly clenched his fists.

……

In the west, under the Leaning Tower of Pisa, in an incomparably large underground castle.

An eerie yellow glow shone through the room.

The room was surrounded by sculptures of all kinds, including a knight with four pairs of wings on his back and a strange monster with six heads.

In the very center of the room, there is a large black table.

Twelve mahogany chairs are arranged around the table.

The black-robed man sitting at the front held a cup of tea in his hand, slowly took a sip of tea, and said in a low voice:

"Seventh, you should have explained, why did you stop Eleventh from making a move on Jiang Chen?"

As his words fell, the eyes of the others also fell on the figure sitting in the middle.

The figure was holding a cane in his hand and a cigar in his mouth, it was Jiang Chusheng.

"Why? Just because Jiang Chen is my son, I joined the Outer God Society, do I have to sacrifice even my own son? ”

As Jiang Chusheng's words fell, the room fell silent for a while.

After a moment, the man in black sitting at the front slowly spoke:

"Well, it's your personal decision, however, you're also responsible for your actions."

"I've already talked to the Divine Master."

Jiang Chusheng slowly straightened his spine, with a hint of eagerness on his face, and looked at the black-clothed man sitting at the front.

"What do you mean?"

"Hehe, the Divine Lord has asked you to be confined in this Twelve Round Table Meeting, and you are not allowed to go to Linjiang City again until the end comes."

Jiang Chusheng sighed, with a frustrated expression on his face, and retracted into his chair.

"If the Divine Lord finds out that you have gone to Linjiang City, then you will become a traitor to the Outer God Society, and you will be hunted down and killed by the entire Outer God Society!"

After speaking, the man in black who was sitting at the front stood up and walked out of the room.

The others around them also left the room.

At this moment, Jiang Chusheng was the only one left in the room, and he shrank in the chair in frustration.

The shadow was illuminated by the light on the wall, and it seemed quite lonely.

"Stinky boy, grow up quickly......"