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Chapter 441 The Joining of Wuzhiqi
Thunderstorm Cloud's face was full of anger, mixed with some fear.

Because it could sense the Primordial Iron Rod striking its energy core.

The energy core is the lifeblood of a thunderstorm cloud; once destroyed, it will lose its life completely.

The Hunyuan Iron Rod seemed unstoppable, but at the crucial moment, a crane's cry rang out from the shelter.

A spatial rift was torn open, and the energy of the Hunyuan Iron Rod poured into the spatial rift.

The Hunyuan Iron Cudgel emitted a loud dragon's roar, and the dragon scale patterns covering the cudgel shimmered with golden light.

With a deafening roar, the spatial rift shattered, and spiderweb-like cracks began to appear in the surrounding space.

A violent spatial blade erupted from the crack, and Wuzhiqi immediately raised the Hunyuan Iron Rod in his hand, spinning it to block in front of him.

Several muffled thuds were heard as the Space Blade and the Primordial Iron Rod collided, producing a piercing sound.

"Sky-Devouring Pelican, Spatial Transfer."

The thunderstorm cloud, still bewildered and confused, began to see the surrounding scenery change.

It spotted Little Blue hiding behind Ye Bai and the other two at a glance, and forced a smile onto its face.

Its jet-black color instantly transformed into blue, and streaks of lightning spread throughout its body.

"Thundercloud, you are no longer needed to fight. Call upon the thundercloud and leave this place."

Ye Bai stepped forward and spoke to the thundercloud.

The thunderstorm cloud looks at you like it's some kind of superior.

"Don't be rude, Lei Baoyun. This is the acting commander of Bureau 750. Due to some special circumstances, Bureau 750 has been taken over by the commander."

Only then did the thunderstorm cloud reveal a憨厚可爱 (simple and adorable) expression.

There was no other way; this person in front of it was its provider. If it didn't appease the human in front of it, it might be ordered to reduce resources because it stepped into the office with its left foot first.

"Alright, Thundercloud, as Xiaolan said, you take Thundercloud and leave. We can handle this opponent."

Ye Bai had a secret weapon, so he wasn't worried about Wuzhiqi's attack.

Amidst the smoke and fire, a menacing black shadow darted out.

The walls of the shelter shattered into countless fragments under the heavy blows of the iron bars, and the shockwaves carrying the debris hurtled towards Ye Bai like bullets.

"Holy Light protects you!"

The True Light Goddess Butterfly flew down from the sky and stood in front of Ye Bai and the other two.

A milky-white, transparent light shield surrounded the three of them.

The rubble was blocked by the light shield, and a dark figure gradually emerged from the smoke.

It was a ferocious thunder god's face, covered with black hair, and its scales could be seen through the incandescent light in the passage.

However, there are scratches on these scales, and the hair on the Thunder God's face is uneven in many places.

It dragged the Hunyuan Iron Rod with one hand, while its other hand was clenched into a fist.

Wuzhiqi was very displeased by the sneak attack from the Devouring Pelican.

The Blade of Space can affect the soul and thus influence Wuzhiqi.

If it weren't for Wuzhiqi's extremely rich combat experience, he would likely have been instantly killed by the Devouring Pelican.

Wuzhiqi's three-inch fangs clenched so tightly they rattled, and the blue mane on his neck stood on end. The Hunyuan Iron Cudgel in his hand hummed with his heavy breathing, and sparks flew as it scraped across the marble floor.

"Wuzhiqi, we mean no harm."

Ye Bai looked at Wuzhiqi, whose eyes were wide open like copper bells and who looked very unhappy.

His left eye says "I'm so unhappy," and his right eye says "I'm so unconvinced."

“We can sit down and talk. I’ll try my best to meet your needs.”

Resisting the spatial storm consumed a great deal of Wuzhiqi's energy.

Although he is a spirit of an artifact, he is different from ordinary spirits of artifacts. He needs to eat to feel full.

Wuzhiqi's stomach was churning; he was furious and his temper was becoming increasingly volatile.

Just as he was about to raise the Hunyuan Iron Rod and give Ye Bai a good whack, Ye Bai took out a fragrant bowl of instant noodles from his storage ring.

The key is that this instant noodle has a rich aroma. As everyone knows, instant noodles smell good, but they don't taste as good.

But Wuzhiqi had never seen it before, and what Ye Bai took out was spicy beef flavored. The tempting aroma was like a hook, tantalizing Wuzhiqi's appetite.

It couldn't help but swallow hard; no, the more it swallowed, the hungrier it felt.

The key point is that Ye Bai also added braised eggs and sausages to the instant noodles, which is simply a deluxe configuration for instant noodle lovers.

Ye Bai noticed Wu Zhiqi swallowing, and immediately put the instant noodles on the ground.

Wuzhiqi, however, showed a knowing look on his face. He hooked the Hunyuan Iron Rod into the ground, swept the rod with a gust of wind, and in the next second, he steadily placed the instant noodles in front of him.

Throughout the entire process, not a single drop of noodle soup spilled.

Wuzhiqi moved the fork in the instant noodles and felt that the aroma was even stronger.

The noodles, glistening with broth, were like a voluptuous young woman beckoning to him.

Come on! My lord! Let's have some fun!

He rolled the noodles with a fork, held them under his nose and sniffed them; the rich aroma almost made Wuzhiqi faint.

Without a second thought, Wuzhiqi stuffed the noodles into his mouth.

The springy noodles, infused with a rich broth, exude a fiery aroma.

As he swallowed a mouthful of noodles, he felt a surge of heat in his stomach.

The warm current felt wonderful and made Wuzhiqi feel very comfortable.

He slightly suppressed the corners of his mouth, looking nonchalant: "Kid, your food is just so-so."

Ye Bai thought to himself, "The taste is so-so. You're lying to yourself. Look at how you're wolfing it down like a starving dog."

Wuzhiqi quickly swallowed the bowl of noodles.

"Kid, this stuff isn't even enough to fill my teeth."

With something in his stomach to fill him up, Wuzhiqi's attitude improved somewhat.

"Yes, yes, Lord Wuzhiqi, this is just an appetizer. There is plenty of food in our canteen."

"However, only our employees are allowed to enter the canteen. Why don't you join us?"

Ye Bai rubbed his hands together, revealing his intentions.

"to join you guys?"

Wuzhiqi raised his voice a little. Just as he was about to ask about the benefits, Ye Bai took out a bucket of fragrant instant noodles.

This made Wuzhiqi speak softer, as he was torn between his inner thoughts and his own.

Should we join or not?

What are the benefits of joining us?

He pondered many questions along the way, but when he saw the mountain of food in the canteen, and how delicious it all was, Wuzhiqi immediately changed his attitude.

"Okay, I'm willing to join!"

"But let me make this clear beforehand: I'm not your henchman. I'll only help you if you encounter a problem you can't solve yourself."

Wuzhiqi's eyes lit up; he couldn't wait to feast.

Watching Wuzhiqi wolf down his food, Zhang Lingxue asked curiously, "How did you know Wuzhiqi was hungry?"

"I didn't see that at all!"

Ye Bai explained, "His stomach was thumping loudly, I guessed it, and I was right." "Now we need to strengthen the security of Bureau 750, and other matters can be put aside for the time being."

Zhang Lingxue strongly agreed with Ye Bai's views.

"If we've already lost 750 games, why bother with all this fancy stuff!"

"I think we should pass the notification on."

"At the same time, I also need to know the characteristics of the Tenfold Rashomon."

The Tenfold Rashomon is modeled after the eighteen levels of hell.

The original plan was to build eighteen Rashomon gates, each corresponding to a different hell. However, due to a shortage of funds, construction was halted after the tenth Rashomon gate.

Therefore, Ye Bai needs to understand the characteristics of the Tenfold Rashomon.

"I know that. The Tenfold Rashomon was originally created based on the eighteen levels of hell."

"Corresponding to the Scissors Hell, Iron Tree Hell, Steamer Hell, Copper Pillar Hell, Knife Mountain Hell, Ice Mountain Hell, Volcano Hell, Stone Mill Hell, Blood Pool Hell, and Crucifixion Hell."

Xiao Lan recounted the details with great familiarity.

“Each guardian of Rashomon can draw upon the power of Rashomon to become comparable to a peak seventh-tier pet master.”

"Even a powerful expert as strong as a Seven Star cannot break through the Rashomon's restraints in a short period of time."

"If we can release different monsters, we might be able to leave behind one or two Seven Stars."

Ye Bai thought for a moment: "The Tenfold Rashomon is the most important defense of Bureau 750, and also an important gate to resist the Seven Stars."

"In order to avoid any mistakes and to eliminate the influence of the former director as soon as possible, I think we need to personally investigate the ten Rashomon-like situations and fill in any gaps."

"At the same time, we also need to investigate which tricks can be used and which tricks can use the power of the Tenfold Rashomon to enhance their combat power."

"Because of the time constraints, here's what we'll do: I'll be in charge of the scissors, the copper pillar, and the volcano Rashomon. You all continue to choose three. As for the last one, which is the tenth level of crucifixion Rashomon, the three of us will check it together."

"This way, everyone won't be too tired."

"It also allows us to better defend against the Seven Stars' attacks."

"Little Blue, could you summarize the special abilities of the monsters currently contained in Bureau 750?"

"I hope you can help me investigate this matter."

"And please send it to the designated email address."

Even though Bai Ming gave him the USB drive, Ye Bai still wanted to know if there were any errors in Bai Ming's statistics.

After all, before I arrived, Bai Ming was just a marginalized deputy director.

"Okay, I happen to have a backup of these documents."

"I have already sent it to the designated email address."

"If you need any other materials, just let me know and I'll get them for you."

"I was originally in charge of managing the data."

Xiao Lan said playfully.

At this time, the Seven Stars also began to gather their army of the undead.

On Saturday, they arrived at a place filled with various clay sculptures.

He patted the gourd hanging at his waist, and countless souls immediately emerged from its mouth, pouring into the clay sculpture.

Soon, cracks appeared on the clay sculpture.

"My most loyal servants, awaken from your slumber."

"The time has come for you to risk your lives for me."

After hearing the impassioned words of the Saturday, the clay statue began to move.

Pairs of giant wings emerged from the clay statue.

"Very good, it seems you can't wait either."

A morbid madness flashed in Saturday's eyes.

"Very good, the whole army set off. This time, we are determined to break through the 750th Bureau and take the entire Yan Kingdom into our hands."

“Master, you died so young. If you hadn’t died, how could I have taken your place?”

"Master, you can go in peace."

“I will avenge you. I will burn the head of my enemy to ashes to worship your spirit in heaven.”

The Seven Stars are in another location.

This is a dark pool of water, and also the place ruled by the sun.

On Wednesday, he shook a copper bell, which produced a clear and melodious sound.

"My little darling, I've been searching for so long to finally find this natural burial ground."

"It's a pity that you were forced to participate in the battle before I had even nurtured you into your final form."

"I don't even know how many of my little darlings are left after this battle."

Wednesday showed a slightly regretful expression.

Beneath the black water, thousands of corpses lay submerged.

They had yellow talismans pasted on their foreheads, and the cinnabar incantations on the talismans emitted a faint glow.

Black hairs, like steel needles, sprouted from the body that was soaking and becoming somewhat swollen.

The people here include men, women, young and old, but their clothes are all different.

His face was ashen, and two fangs protruded from the corners of his mouth, making him look exceptionally ferocious.

They were quietly immersed in the black water, their bodies drifting with the current.

Upon closer inspection, their ankles were tightly bound by black iron chains.

The sound of the copper bell made all the zombies turn their heads and look up.

Thousands of grayish-white pupils, resembling the eyes of a dead fish, combined with his bluish-gray skin and jet-black fingernails, made him look quite eerie.

On Wednesday, he slowly rang the bell, and gradually a large number of bubbles rose from the black water, just like boiling water in a pot.

Before long, one after another ferocious heads emerged from the water. They were dripping wet and hopping around, forming square formations.

"The zombie army is not yet fully refined. At this stage, they are still afraid of light, fire, and glutinous rice."

On Wednesday, a handful of glutinous rice was scattered towards the horde of corpses, the white rice falling like flowers from a celestial maiden.

The glutinous rice turned black instantly upon contact with the zombie's body, transforming into a wisp of black smoke and disappearing without a trace.

The zombie's body also developed wounds resembling sulfuric acid.

"I feel a little regretful about these unfinished products, but this is the only way it can be."

"Saturday, you old devil, how many times have I advised you not to take advantage of your clay statue to recklessly provoke the Twenty-Eight Mansions."

"Now they've failed."

"We've known each other for almost a hundred years."

"We have long since forged a deep friendship, and I cannot let your grudge go unavenged."

"This time, I'm not hesitating to unleash the still-unfinished zombie army, all for your revenge."

"But it doesn't matter if they are only half-finished products. As long as they see blood and absorb it, they will surely be able to make up for their deficiencies."

"You guys from Bureau 750, just you wait, I will definitely break through Bureau 750 and turn you all into my zombies."

(End of this chapter)