The apocalypse begins with a dungeon game.

Chapter 227: A Masterpiece Created by Greed

The plastic doll was very smooth, and on the wooden bed without bedding, it was covered in powder, further reducing its friction.

It just rolled towards the edge of the bed with a gurgling sound.

"What is this?" Li Can swiftly passed through Jack's soul and grabbed it.

Upon hearing this, Jack turned around and looked over.

The sudden change made him temporarily forget his pain, and he began to study the toy figure with Li Can.

Even though Jack's face was streaked with tears, he quickly regained his serious and focused attitude once he got to the point.

One person and one soul were examining the plastic doll.

This is a solid doll made entirely of milky-yellow plastic.

It reeks of being poorly made.

The doll's head is round, and its facial features are printed with cheap ink.

Thick plastic fiber wigs were inserted into the top of his head and combed into a three-seven split.

He was wearing a suit made of coarse linen, the style of which looked very similar to Jack's original suit.

Although it cannot perfectly replicate Jack's original appearance, it is already very detailed.

A long, thin, sharp needle pierced the doll's left chest, precisely in the same spot where Jack's chest was currently hollow.

"I can't touch it..." Jack made a move to pull out the long needle, but his outstretched hand went straight through it.

He hasn't adapted to his soul pattern yet.

Li Can reached out and pulled it out for him, then held the long needle up to his eyes to examine it.

"There seem to be words on it." Jack couldn't see clearly, so he pinned his hopes on Li Can.

"Data binding pin, do not move." After years of training, Li Can's eyesight was now excellent, comparable to a magnifying glass.

He read it aloud.

"Hiss... data binding..."

"This thing sounds like a tool the fake humans use to control the souls of you dead and make them materialize in dungeon games to work."

"If it's a technical matter, then some data commands or something similar should be imported here..."

As Li Can spoke, she tried to disassemble the long needle.

However, since the long needle had no obvious flaws, he searched for a long time without finding a clue.

Jack, who was standing nearby, then interjected somewhat belatedly, "Mr. Player, you mean that after I was killed, my people and I have been trapped here by the pseudo-star people..."

Li Can didn't look up. "Yes, it's not just you dwarves; many other planets' inhabitants have suffered the same fate."

"The reason you were able to meet me and other players in this extremely high-mortality dungeon game is because..."

"That's because we are the next victims to follow in your footsteps."

"However, the situation here is more complicated. What they want to get is not something they can simply take away by robbery, so they have put in extra effort to deal with us."

"Look at all these intricate and magnificent dungeons, they are all masterpieces created by the pseudo-aliens out of greed."

Li Can's current comments about this matter have taken on a humorous tone, unlike the righteous indignation she felt when she first learned the truth; instead, they reflect a sense of helplessness followed by speechlessness.

People don't seem to get tired when they're doing bad things.

Moreover, there are many gangs on their home planet who are causing trouble. Even so, this death-based dungeon game, which is specifically designed to wear down the Blue Star people and coerce A-Yun into submission, was able to be successfully created.

It's an incredible miracle.

Sometimes, Li Can even thought that if they used that creativity for something worthwhile, what treasures wouldn't they have? (Next chapter: Chapter 227, A Masterpiece Created by Greed, awaiting your visit.)

Wouldn't receiving positive feedback make you feel more accomplished?

Unfortunately, the core belief that the pseudo-alien development faction has always upheld is far too superficial.

"Mr. Player, are you serious...? This is absolutely insane. I can't believe the pseudo-aliens could be this rampant..."

After Jack regained his memories, his worldview was constantly being challenged.

Li Can dared to speak, but he dared not listen.

Because he was a victim of one of the races on a destroyed planet, even the slightest thought of him would instantly bring him countless pains.

"This is outrageous, utterly evil! Is there no one in the universe who can punish them?" Jack's soul was filled with grief and indignation, and a tangible blackness condensed within his transparent body.

The entire soul body was dyed with a gradient color.

Li Can shook his head. He had thought about it before, but in reality, this place was a chaotic land without any constraints.

If someone absolutely has to step forward to unite the peace among all the planets in the universe and establish a treaty, then it is likely that this generation of humans will be the first to take the lead.

The difficult thing right now is that even those who have seen through all of Earth are barely surviving and struggling to survive.

However, Li Can is confident and has a goal. If in the future he and A Yun really succeed in leading all the survivors to resist, he is willing to do it.

Jack sighed, then pointed to the miniature plastic doll in Li Can's hand that represented himself. "Mr. Player, what about this?"

"After regaining my memories, I realized that I had died in the past."

"But the pseudo-alien was able to give me a physical body again in my ghost state using such clumsy methods."

"At this moment, if I want to take revenge, I certainly cannot succeed in this state of being nothing more than a wandering soul; I will be restricted in every way."

"If we could use the puppets of the pseudo-aliens for our own purposes."

"It possesses a physical body capable of walking and moving, yet it is not controlled by false beings, has its own thoughts, and regains its former memories..."

"Does this mean that we can repeat this method to untie the bonds of other trapped souls one by one?"

"On that day, we will be able to formally declare war on the false people."

Li Can looked at Jack, and her admiration for him deepened even more.

The dwarves do indeed possess intelligent and quick minds; without him saying or explaining anything, Jack can keep up with his train of thought.

This was exactly what Li Can had envisioned.

"Yes, I'm also considering the feasibility of this strategy."

After pondering for a while, Li Can slowly began to speak.

"Whether it succeeds or not, it's worth a try."

"However, I am not an NPC in the instance, so I am rather passive after entering the game as a player."

"If we meet the prerequisites, you will be the only one who can freely explore the instance world."

"...I'm going to try it now, to use the necromancy spell to do something against the grain once again."

"Since I was able to pull you out of this doll, then doing the reverse should also be able to send you back."

"In this way, without the piercing wound from this long needle, and with your memories restored, you should be able to remain unaffected by the programs pre-written by the pseudo-aliens."

"We don't have any better options right now, so we can only continue using what they have and try it out. Would you be willing to do that?"

Li Can put down the long, thin needle and patiently explained to Jack while holding a plastic doll in her hand.

"I do, Mr. Player." Jack didn't hesitate for long.