Chapter 92: Shake People, Feed Them (5k)

Chapter 92: Chapter 68: Shake People, Feed Them (5k)

Of course, I didn’t go invite a zombie to hang out.

But with his exceptional Martial Arts Talent, he’s bound to help hold up the big picture in the future, and he’s also dealt with those big coffin guys of Fuyu Mountain before.

He’s fought with a few of those big zombies in the past—so he definitely knows, the big zombies from Fuyu Mountain are totally a different league from the wild zombies outside.

Qin Kun got up to see Cai Qidong—he still had to pass on this news first. As for how to handle it, that wasn’t his problem anymore.

When Qin Kun met Cai Qidong and told him the whole thing in detail, Cai Qidong was left dumbfounded.

"So you mean—the Great Zombie from Fuyu Mountain is willing to help us out?"

As soon as he said this, Cai Qidong snapped back to his senses and switched up his wording.

"I mean, that senior from Fuyu Mountain—he can’t really stop a Great Zombie from standing up for the little guys, right? That’s an internal zombie matter, and us in the Scorching Sun Department—it’s really not our place to intervene.

If we butt into this kind of thing, it just goes against the Scorching Sun Department’s policy of solidarity and cooperation with different races. As Minister of Nanwu County Scorching Sun Department, obviously I need to lead by example.

Don’t worry, I definitely won’t interfere. I’ll even send people to help coordinate.

But you know, the rating of that chemical plant domain was just raised again by half a level.

If the Great Zombie from Fuyu Mountain actually comes, see if you can help smooth things over, get them to sort of cooperate a bit?

Of course, if the Great Zombie wants to take it out on the zombies in there, we definitely won’t get in the way—just, about the timing, you get what I mean."

"I get it. I’ll try and talk to the Great Zombie, but Minister Cai, don’t get your hopes up. I’m not a real Taoist, never got the talisman, just a Martial Artist. Unless I can take down the Great Zombie, they’re not inclined to give me much face." Qin Kun warned Cai Qidong in advance.

"How many are coming? What kind of strength are we talking about?"

"At least a few Haired Zombies with decent strength, all with spiritual intelligence and tons of battle experience. They’re in a whole different league from the weak ones in the chemical plant domain."

Cai Qidong’s eyes lit up.The source of thɪs content is ɴo(v)elFɪre.ɴet

"Great, I’ll coordinate on my end and send a plane to pick them up. That way it’s faster, saves them from having to drive all the way here, way less hassle stopping everywhere."

That chemical plant domain, honestly it’s a zombie factory—tons of zombies in there. And while their team has plenty of experienced people, almost everyone is still just an ordinary person.

A slightly more intense corpse poison, and normal people can’t handle it at all.

If it’s a Green-Haired Zombie specializing in corpse poison, a regular person just needs one scratch and they’re done for—most likely will turn into a zombie too after they die.

But the most troublesome thing about those zombies is exactly what the Great Zombies of Fuyu Mountain care about the least—as minor as a drizzle.

As long as they can bring in a few of their own Haired Zombies, pushing forward later will be at least one level easier.

Wen Yan, in his dream, felt the call of the Soul Devouring Beast—felt that it was, apparently, hungry.

Wen Yanxin felt an incredibly complicated mix of emotions—kind of scared the beast would eat something random, but also worried if it didn’t eat, he’d start feeling weak.

Thinking back, these past few days, nothing has had its "soul" devoured, and the Scorching Sun Department hasn’t had any new findings.

He could feel the call from the Soul Devouring Beast getting stronger—Wen Yan was honestly a little freaked out.

If the Soul Devouring Beast lost control again while devouring souls, who knows, it might affect something like poisonous mushrooms.

He thought about it, tried recalling something safe to use.

Like, how about soy sauce on cheung fun?

The moment he thought that—without even saying anything—the Soul Devouring Beast’s hunger started easing up.

Wen Yan was startled.

Better not let the range get any bigger. If it’s just Wei State, Duanzhou, Xing State, that’s still fixable, but if it gets too big, there’s no way to fix it—and then there’d be nothing left to eat in the future.

He hadn’t even said anything when new info floated in front of him.

"Soul Devouring Beast.

It’s already different now—it’s already entered your world.

Congratulations, it seems you’ve found the right way to open things up; you’ve taken a not-so-certain but absolutely crucial first step forward. In the darkness, you’ve found a direction—a path toward Professional Ability advancement.

First Fixed Ability: I Am Your Dad.

Current Progress: 10%."

Everything around him started flying past him at lightning speed—Wen Yan’s eyes snapped open.

He sat up—it was super quiet, and outside, it was already dark.

This time, everything was crystal clear in his mind.

He’d finally found the key point: as long as his Professional Ability gave him a notification, then it definitely wasn’t just a dream.

He’d really made contact with the Soul Devouring Beast somehow.

He checked again, absolutely sure—the First Fixed Professional Ability progress had jumped straight from 2% to 10%.

Was it really all because he picked something and fed it?

I guess that counts as feeding it?

Wen Yan whipped out his phone and ordered two portions of cheung fun.

A Horseman accepted right away, but just a few seconds later, it notified him a different Horseman had taken over. After a few more seconds, it switched to "waiting for surrounding Horsemen to pick up the order."

A dozen or so seconds passed before it finally said someone took the order.

Wen Yan was speechless. Come on, this villa neighborhood still has a few people living here, right?

The residents here basically all live in those southern rows. Where he is, in the northern two rows—with Old Zhao and the Five Brothers With Faces Only A Mother Could Love at the center—no one else was around.

Even if people bought those houses before, nobody actually lives here now.

Is this place’s reputation really that bad? Even the delivery guys don’t want to come.

Wen Yan got out of bed, stretched a bit, and when his phone showed the Horseman was about to arrive, he went out to the front yard to meet him.