Outside the door, there were about three to forty zombies gathered.
They had all followed the scent of blood, and Ji Mengyao had been seriously injured earlier, leaving a trail of blood on the ground.
However, these ordinary zombies were nothing for the experienced duo.
They stood back-to-back, coordinating their movements with practiced ease.
Zombie heads were frequently blown apart or split open with an axe.
The once noisy zombies were now all dead, killed by the two of them, from inside the room to outside.
"So why didn't you come back until today?"
Ji Mengyao suddenly remembered the more important matter and, while casually wiping her axe on a zombie's clothes, couldn't help but ask Wu Di.
"There are mutated zombies here."
Wu Di also wiped the blood off his steel knuckle guards and suddenly peeked out of the room, looking around.
"I got entangled and could only circle around them. Besides, you told me last time not to use that ability anymore..."
He explained while observing the outside situation.
Ji Mengyao had emphasized again last time not to use the ability that affected his emotional system.
He had been careful, trying to find another way to evade the mutated zombies and escape from here.
Unexpectedly, while circling around, he met Ji Mengyao coming to look for him.
Hearing this, Ji Mengyao couldn't blame him anymore.
Just as she was about to ask what kind of mutated zombies they were dealing with, Wu Di suddenly said in a fast voice:
"Here they come!"
He pulled Ji Mengyao's hand forcefully, and the two rushed out of the room, running quickly in another direction.
Ji Mengyao looked back and saw two oddly shaped zombies chasing them from behind, one on the left and one on the right.
The one running extremely fast, she was familiar with—it was The Glutton.
This was the most widespread mutated zombie, and many Awakened Ones in the base had fallen victim to it.
However, with their combined strength, it wasn't a problem to deal with one The Glutton.
The issue lay with the other mutated zombie.
It moved very slowly and lazily, like an old man walking his bird, but strangely, it wasn't much slower than The Glutton.
"What's the one next to The Glutton?"
While running, Ji Mengyao asked.
"I've never seen it before, but its ability is very strange. I only fought it briefly, and most of my hand went numb, taking several hours to recover."
Wu Di didn't look back at them, clearly having played hide-and-seek with these two for a long time.
"This way!"
Wu Di pointed to a very narrow passage, which seemed to be the gap between exhibition stands, not meant for people to pass through.
However, Wu Di had used its concealment to circle around these two for a long time.
The passage was too narrow, and the two could only pass through one after the other.
Once through this passage, they could reach the other side of the venue, saving a considerable distance compared to the normal route outside.
"Mengyao."
The passage was narrow, and Wu Di's voice came from the front, sounding muffled.
"What is it?"
Ji Mengyao asked, closely following behind him, occasionally looking back, as if the two mutated zombies hadn't caught up yet.
"Can you be my girlfriend when we get back to the base?"
"What?! Idiot, don't say such dangerous things!"
Ji Mengyao was stunned, never expecting this guy to be thinking about such matters at a time like this and even saying something so risky.
"Can you?"
Wu Di continued to ask, having been interrupted by the zombies outside the door earlier and unable to continue his question.
"Um..."
Ji Mengyao's eyes darted around in panic, and she shyly gave a soft affirmative sound.
Then, feeling embarrassed, she lightly slapped Wu Di in front of her:
"Move faster!"
"Ah? Did you say something just now?"
Wu Di seemed not to have heard her very soft agreement.
"You idiot!"
This time, she raised her voice, scolding this annoying guy for picking the wrong time.
"Got it... You can't run away, I'm sticking with you."
Afraid that she hadn't really answered him, she whispered behind him.
The two finally reached the end of the narrow passage.
Wu Di, who came out first, was about to say something when he felt a gust of wind by his ear.
He immediately raised his arms to block, and the sound of metal clashing came from his steel knuckles.
The Glutton had somehow appeared at the exit of this passage!
How was this possible?!
Wu Di felt incredulous; he had been using the terrain to circle around them for a long time, even though he hadn't successfully left the venue, he had managed to drag it out.
No, something was wrong!
He felt a strange sensation; this seemed to be a new The Glutton.
Ji Mengyao, seizing the moment during their clash, raised her fire axe and suddenly attacked from the side of The Glutton.
The Glutton, having missed its attack, was about to engage in a contest of strength with Wu Di when it noticed someone else behind him.
Ji Mengyao's sneak attack succeeded; the axe slashed open its arm, leaving a long wound.
It immediately cried out in pain and tried to retreat.
Only then did it realize something was wrong—the claw it had been struggling with Wu Di had been firmly grasped by Wu Di through his steel knuckle guards.
It hadn't expected the human's strength to be so great.
Things were looking bad; it immediately struggled fiercely, trying to kick Wu Di away with its legs, but it was no use; Wu Di didn't let go.
Wu Di also felt something was wrong; if there were three mutated zombies in the venue at the same time, he and Ji Mengyao probably wouldn't be able to leave today.
Damn, how did so many mutated zombies suddenly appear?
"Mengyao, now!"
He shouted at Ji Mengyao, wanting her to quickly finish it off.
Ji Mengyao didn't need Wu Di's reminder; her axe was already chopping fiercely, hitting The Glutton's head, waist, and the parts of its claws not held by Wu Di.
The Glutton, repeatedly injured, also increased its ferocity, continuously emitting sharp cries.
"No good! It's calling for reinforcements!"
Hearing such sounds, Wu Di felt something was wrong; he had to twist The Glutton's claws forcefully, twisting them out of alignment.
Then he kicked forward with all his strength, sending it flying far away.
This also cost him a lot of strength, but they couldn't drag this out any longer.
"Let's go!"
He and Ji Mengyao immediately tried to run again.
But just as they took two steps, the slow-moving strolling zombie appeared in front of them, looking very weak but giving off a palpable sense of terror.
It had very dark circles around its eyes, as if it hadn't slept for a month.
It blocked their path, walking towards them step by step, each step seemingly carrying an indescribable menace.
Ji Mengyao and Wu Di exchanged a glance, then tried to run back, wanting to retreat into the passage.
The other The Glutton had already jumped over and stood behind them, blocking their retreat.
And the The Glutton that had been kicked away was already slowly recovering in the corner.
If it recovered, they would face the siege of three mutated zombies at the same time.
Their hearts sank immediately.
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
