Variety shows are crazy but don't cause internal conflict; I'm proud to drive others crazy

Chapter 120 If you won't do it, plenty of zombies will!
The director replied, "She was lucky; a wandering master happened to pass by and healed her injury, and her leg recovered quickly."

Jiang Nanxi walked to the drone, took it down from the air, and glanced at the comments on the screen.

She didn't know the specifics of Song Wanwan's situation, but the production team arranged for other drones to broadcast the live stream, and many viewers watched the broadcast at that time.

[Song Wanwan had just been taken to the hospital, and the doctors said she needed to have her leg amputated, when a so-called master walked in and said he wanted to see her. He then cured her leg on the spot!]

The world of the wealthy is truly different from ours; even a broken leg can be cured by a master!

That master looks familiar; he seems to be a very powerful feng shui master from Hong Kong, known as the Clear Water Dragon King.

Jiang Nanxi's eyes darkened.

The Dragon King of Clear Water?

Is it related to the Song family?

Just after Song Wanwan's accident, this guy arrived at the hospital to save her. Could the fact that her and Song Wanwan's fates were switched also be related to this Clear Water Dragon King?

Just as I was thinking this, Ye Shutong arrived with the rest of the Psionic Bureau.

"Nanxi, are you alright?"

Ye Shutong looked at her with concern.

They were quite startled when they saw Jiang Nanxi being sent flying by Wei Ling, the Corpse King.

"fine."

Jiang Nanxi glanced at Wei Ling not far away and whispered to Ye Shutong, "He can't remember anything. Don't tell him his true identity, otherwise he will definitely try his best to refine himself into an indestructible body."

Thinking of Wei Ling's formidable strength, Ye Shutong couldn't help but ask, "What kind of zombie is he now?"

According to ancient books, zombies can be divided into eight stages: purple zombie, white zombie, green zombie, hairy zombie, flying zombie, wandering corpse, floating corpse, and uncorrupted bone.

Among them, the purple zombie is the zombie that has just begun to turn into a corpse, and it is also the lowest level of zombie. The uncorrupted bone is the most powerful zombie that can transcend the six realms.

"They're just wandering corpses."

Jiang Nanxi said.

"It's just...?!"

Upon hearing her answer, Ye Shutong gasped, "At his level, even if he doesn't become an incorruptible being, there's practically no one in this world who can subdue him!"
"Flying zombies can use magic, fly and dive, have indestructible bodies, and are immortal. We've never even encountered a flying zombie before. Wandering zombies are even more powerful than flying zombies; they probably possess even more unique and terrifying powers!"

Standing to the side, Liu Qingyan said, "The difference between wandering zombies and flying zombies is that wandering zombies will develop the ability to think independently, and this ability will continue to grow."

Moreover, the wisdom he has developed is unrelated to his memories from his previous life; he has completely forgotten everything from his past life. If guided and utilized properly, it might not necessarily be a bad thing.

Ye Shutong glanced at him and clicked her tongue, saying, "He's a wandering corpse, how are we supposed to guide and utilize him? One wrong move and he could wipe out our entire Vermilion Bird Tribe!"

Liu Qingyan: "Give him a new identity, new beliefs, and... new aspirations."

Ye Shutong fell into deep thought.

Does he mean to brainwash the Corpse King?
How do I wash this?
If it doesn't wash successfully, will it be torn to shreds?
"I can do this."

Jiang Nanxi's voice suddenly came, "I've given him a new name, so he won't be Wei Ling anymore."

"Huh? What's his name?"

Jiang Nanxi didn't answer. Instead, she took her phone and went to Wei Ling's side, showing him a video.

"This is your past. Study it carefully. Once you understand it, you'll know who you are and what you should do."

Wei Ling nodded. "Thank you."

The members of the Psionic Bureau looked at each other in bewilderment.

After a while.

Seeing Wei Ling exclaim "I see," Jiang Nanxi took her phone back. Jiang Nanxi: "Now you know?"

Wei Ling: "I understand."

Jiang Nanxi: "Who are you?"

Wei Ling: "I am the light of the universe!"

other people:? ? ?

Ye Shutong leaned over to take a look, and then realized that the movie Jiang Nanxi had shown him was... "Ultraman Tiga"?!

Ye Shutong was silent for a moment, then couldn't help but say, "Brother, what's your name? I'd like to invite you to join the Psionic Bureau. We can provide food and accommodation. I need to register."

Wei Ling: "My name is Ultraman."

Ye Shutong: ? ? ?

other people:? ? ?

"Seriously, bro? You really believe that? A zombie like you'd get kidnapped if you went out!"

[Bad news: Wei Ling, the great demon, has been resurrected. Good news: Wei Ling has lost his mind; he thinks he's Ultraman.]

Ye Shutong glanced at Jiang Nanxi and saw Jiang Nanxi say in a serious tone, "Ultraman, it is your mission to maintain justice and peace in the universe. You lost all your memories because you were injured while maintaining peace."

There are many believers in you in this world, and everyone is waiting for your return, including us. Having finally found you, we will work together to maintain world peace!

Wei Ling pondered for a moment and said, "I have a question: why do I look different from before?"

Jiang Nanxi: "When you were maintaining world peace in the past, you would wear a work uniform to cover your true face. The image in the video is what you look like wearing that uniform. Your work uniform is still at the Psionic Bureau. You can retrieve it when you go there."

You have many, many followers around the world, and they are very fanatical. If they knew what you really looked like, they would definitely harass you constantly and disrupt your life.

Wei Ling frowned and thought for a moment. He vaguely remembered that a long, long time ago, he did have many believers.

Every time he went out, a group of people would follow behind him, and those people would kneel down for him at the drop of a hat.

He nodded, believing him. "Okay, I'll go get my work clothes in a while."

Jiang Nanxi said, "Once you get your work clothes, you'll have to start working. Only by working can you have food and a place to live; if you don't work, you'll starve to death."

Wei Ling's face showed a conflicted expression, "Work like I used to? I don't like that kind of work."

Jiang Nanxi: "Who in this world likes working? I don't like my job either, but I still have to work, otherwise I won't have money to eat."

If you don't do it, plenty of zombies will. If you don't earn money, you won't be able to afford food!

Wei Ling: "How much does it cost to feed one person?"

Jiang Nanxi: "Just focus on your work. Once you've completed your task, I'll give you enough to eat by yourself. You don't need to buy anything."

Wei Ling: "That's a good job."

Ye Shutong: ? ? ?

other people:? ? ?

Wait a minute, where is the Psionic Bureau going to find someone to give him food? We're not a cult, you know!
Jiang Nanxi then brought the drone over.

I originally wanted the audience to cooperate and send some comments to let Wei Ling know how popular Ultraman is.

Before she could even speak, she saw the screen filled with comments urging her to hurry up and head to the finish line.

[Sister Xi, stop fooling Ultraman! Hurry up and get to the finish line, or you'll lose your prize money!]

[Song Wanwan is like she's got superpowers; she actually found a small path to cross the rainforest and reach the finish line. Judging by the looks of it, they'll be there in about two hours!]

(End of this chapter)