Chapter 404 - 398: I Am an Evil Spirit

They took a break for a while.

They continued to move in the direction away from the dead tree, until the next morning they could no longer see the shadow of the dead tree.

At this moment.

Everyone was in a state of mental and physical exhaustion, including Su Changxing. A night of intense fighting had worn him out.

After killing thousands of zombies, the scythe also underwent changes.

Red patterns completely covered every part of the scythe, and Tao Yi’s consciousness re-converged. Her body was even more ethereal, entwined around Su Changxing’s shoulder.

[Trigger "Sword Attendant"]

[Necromancer Tao Yi has changed, acquiring "I Am Evil Spirit"]

[I Am Evil Spirit: When holding the scythe, inherit twenty percent of Necromancer Tao Yi’s attributes, ghostify the body by twenty percent, and gain twenty percent physical damage reduction.]

Su Changxing’s eyes gleamed with a faint green light as he looked at Wu Qingsheng beside him and said:

"This place is within a safe zone, let’s rest here and continue forward in the afternoon; we can’t stop just yet."

Wu Qingsheng couldn’t help but shiver, nodding: "Okay, no problem... but you do look a bit scary."

Su Changxing chuckled softly: "Hmm? Like what, a ghost soul?"

The monk stared at Su Changxing with a thoughtful expression and said quietly: "I’m wondering if you might be a ghost soul with a thousand years of Dao practice."

Su Changxing put away the scythe and said irritably: "So, you still think I’m a demon?"

The monk said earnestly: "But you certainly don’t seem like a normal person."

Although they were resting, everyone felt uneasy. Even while browsing forums, it was obvious that many people were missing, with some being particularly active before but now completely silent.

Su Changxing leaned against the wall and fell into a deep sleep.

The monk sat cross-legged beside him, chanting scripture in a low voice, his expression continually shifting, embodying various obscure emotions.

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Upon waking up, it was already noon.

Wu Qingsheng and others were prepared and waiting nearby.

"That dead tree is still growing, and from our position, we can see it again," Wu Qingsheng said gravely.

Su Changxing took a sip of water, stood up, and said: "Alright, let’s keep moving. During the day it’s harder for an undead tide to form, and it’s much easier."

Wu Qingsheng nodded: "Alright, let’s head out now."

At that moment.

Qiu Jing strode forward and said: "Some of us really can’t move anymore; can we rest a bit longer?"

Before Wu Qingsheng could speak, A Long sneered and said: "If you can’t walk, then stay and wait to die. Following us means obeying orders, or else you all should just leave."

Qiu Jing was silent for a moment, then looked at Wu Qingsheng and said expressionlessly: "In that case, Boss Wu, I’ll stay here with a few of them, you go ahead first."

Wu Qingsheng smiled on his gaunt face: "Of course, no problem. Kid, let me remind you, it’s not worth risking your life for others."

"Let’s go!"

Su Changxing glanced at Qiu Jing for a moment and shouted, then turned and walked towards the door.

Daytime was the golden time for traveling; they couldn’t afford to waste it and should save rest periods for the night.

Qiu Jing really didn’t leave and stayed with a few people in the same place. Whether it was loyalty or foolishness, Su Changxing couldn’t tell, only knowing they were likely on a dead-end path.

In this situation, unexpected events were rare and could only be classified as miracles.

In the afternoon, someone finally collapsed, unable to go further. It was a middle-aged man in a plaid shirt, carrying not minor injuries.

"Leave him some food, we’re moving on," A Long waved his hand coldly.

Another person helped him up, urgently pleading: "Brother Long, Brother Long, don’t abandon him, he can still walk."

A Long turned and left with the rest of the group without a word, and no one else stopped to look back at them.

However, it wasn’t long before the man silently followed along, choosing abandonment, choosing reason. When truly desperate, only sheer interest governs decisions.

Several more people were gradually left behind along the way.

By dusk, when the sky turned slightly yellow, they arrived at another small town.

Shen Liang pointed into the distance and said:

"We’re near the No-Man’s Land. Part of this town is in the No-Man’s Land, essentially the farthest we can go."

Wu Qingsheng frowned and said: "Are you saying we’re just going to wait to die here?"

Shen Liang shook his head: "Not exactly. You’re an Extraordinary, you can enter the No-Man’s Land, but it’s very dangerous for others."

Su Changxing asked curiously: "Since it’s safe now, why are you still following us?"

Shen Liang replied without hesitation: "I also want to survive, and I think staying with you gives me a better chance."

Then, they found a tall building and went up to the rooftop to rest, observing the sky towards the dead tree.

Wu Qingsheng had Huang Longhu cook more food and said:

"Food is like money; it’s stupid to die before finishing it. Today, everyone can eat freely, eat until you’re full—it’s on me."

Huang Longhu scratched the back of his head and said: "Boss, are you going to make us into stuffed ghosts? Is this the last meal?"

Wu Qingsheng slapped him on the shoulder and laughed:

"If you say so, then it is. In this world, dying is not unusual. Living a few more days than others is always a good thing."

Food was actually running low, but he felt very uneasy, as if nearing the end, so he didn’t hold back.

Su Changxing rested for a while, stood up, and said: "Monk, come with me for a trip. The others stay here for now."

"Okay."

The monk didn’t ask much and followed Su Changxing downstairs.

The Screamer marked last night seemed to be fleeing too and had come around nearby, so Su Changxing planned to specifically eliminate it and gather promotion materials.

His current promotion was about to be completed, and if enough materials were gathered, he could seamlessly proceed with the next promotion.

"Where are we going?"

The monk asked, noticing how purposeful Su Changxing seemed.

Summoning four or five evil spirits to clear the surrounding zombies, Su Changxing replied:

"We’re going to kill last night’s Screamers; they are nearby. Let’s clear them out to prevent any trouble."

The monk glanced around and said: "Hmm? Where are they?"

Su Changxing gestured and said: "Not here, it’s underground ahead. They seem to have a burrowing habit, like moles or something."

The monk pondered and said: "Could they have been rats before?"

Su Changxing nodded in agreement: "Could be, at least they don’t seem human. Humans don’t walk on four legs, nor have such tails."