I logged into Mr. Zombie

In the depths of the underworld, at the crossroads of the eighteen levels of hell, turn right and walk for about two miles.

Here, even ghosts and spirits flee in terror; only the heart-wrenching howls and screams of hell can be heard.

Tan Wenjie rubbed his chin, staring at the newly dug pit in front of him, his expression changing, the corners of his mouth turning up higher and higher.

Longkui, holding a sword, kept switching between red and blue. She wanted to ask the senior Chu Renmei a question, but was forced back by the other party's aura that kept strangers at bay.

The Black Mountain Demon was very kind to pretty girls, but when Long Kui looked over, he quietly took a step to the side.

I still remember one time he suddenly stopped Longkui and abruptly opened his robe. Longkui thought she was going to see something disgusting, and she covered her eyes with her fingers in fright.

Who knew that inside was a strange body composed of prisoners and iron lumps.

Instead, the other party turned red and laughed loudly at them.

From then on, the Black Mountain Demon only wanted to avoid her.

Not to mention the little zombie game console having its batteries removed, the red and white zombies being dismembered, or even used for archery practice.

"Weirdo!" *N
The Black Mountain Demon, Chu Renmei, the Red and White Corpses, and the Little Zombie all shared a rare consensus.

This seemingly gentle and weak girl can turn on you in an instant, drawing her sword to kill someone, and then, in a very manipulative way, claiming she knew nothing about it.

They had followed Tan Wenjie all the way across the country and knew his style of doing things best—good-looking people were always right.

Judging solely from appearance, aside from Chu Renmei, whose charm is off the charts due to her multiple demonic fusion, Long Kui could easily rank second with just her pretty little face.

If you add the tea ceremony score, Chu Renmei would probably have to rank lower, since her specialty isn't acting cute but scaring people.

As we all know, being afraid and having a surge of blood are two contradictory things. Being startled and flustered at the same time can easily lead to psychological problems.

Tan Wenjie paid no attention to his subordinates' petty emotions. None of them, including Long Kui, were of sound mind. Even though Heishan Laoyao had been recruited by him, he was still evil and wicked. Chu Renmei was simply the embodiment of pure resentment. The rest were all like the Crouching Dragon and the Young Phoenix.

As long as loyalty remains a problem, it's fine.

What he was really concerned about was that when he returned to the zombie world of the Republic of China to rest, the Divine Demon Sword had unexpectedly captured some frequencies, which made him think of a word.

Smuggling.

In fact, he had previously "smuggled" himself into the world of Chinese Paladin when he left the world of Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons. The effect was so cool that people even mistook it for the birth of a treasure.

He suspected that what truly enabled him to successfully smuggle himself across was the mysterious, abyssal power that sought to corrupt different worlds.

Previously, when he returned, he had the Divine Demon Sword and wanted to make a move, but upon his return, he actually saw a pit in the place, which means that "smuggling" was not impossible.

Tan Wenjie raised his hand and slowly drew out another sword.

【Abyssal Evil Sword: A peculiar evil sword crafted using special techniques. It has 100% Abyssal Corruption, increases damage by 100%, and inflicts 10 random negative status effects when wielded.】

You have acquired the "Corruption" status.

You have been diagnosed with "blindness".

[You get...]

The moment this sword appeared, the nearest hellish place instantly became restless.

Countless souls roared in terror.

He looked down at the evil sword in his hand, and saw countless negative emotions rapidly gathering.

"sword."

Longkui immediately presented the sword.

Then Tan Wenjie, with the Abyss Evil Sword in his left hand and the Divine Demon Sword in his right, suddenly swung forward, and a gap the size of a human head was suddenly torn open in the space in front of him.

The crater seemed to have grown directly into his heart, thumping slowly, and the space contracted and expanded accordingly.

[Hidden Realm Discovered: ???]

[Vitality consumed: 30, Abyss Power?]

【Task:?】

【award:?】

【punish:?】

[Please select the dungeon mode: Role-playing (currently unavailable) / Free exploration]

"What kind of trash are you? You're completely useless. What use are you?"

"gone!"

……

The sun is shining brightly.

In the gentle shade of the palm trees, Tan Wenjie stared wide-eyed at the bikini-clad woman in front of him.

It must be said that the American flag bobbing up and down as the woman walked was indeed captivating, especially given the size of her breasts.

As for people taking pictures with their phones after he fell from the sky... that's perfectly normal. Handsome people should be judged by the camera; he's used to it.

It makes perfect sense that their landing point was on the west coast because they were smuggled in.

Three figures suddenly walked up to Tan Wenjie rudely, completely blocking his view.

"Hello."

"Hey, get out of the way!" Tan Wenjie said, annoyed.

The three were taken aback, but they cooperated by stepping aside and following his gaze, only to find that the bikini-clad woman had already gotten into a convertible sports car.

"The evil yet enviable capitalism!"

Speaking of machinery, I feel like I own one myself.

As a cyberpunk version of a robot, the Black Mountain Demon might even transform into a cool sports car; I could study that later.

"Huh? Wait!"

Tan Wenjie suddenly stopped.

He just heard someone speaking affected Chinese in front of him.

Had he stumbled into a world with Chinese dubbing? It was his favorite translation style; now he'd see which unfortunate soul's ass he should shove his leather shoe into.

The three didn't seem to understand Tan Wenjie's complaint about capitalism, but judging from their expressions alone, they found a sense of agreement.

They must be complaining about rich people picking up girls, and coincidentally, they also resent the rich.

Prerequisite: When you are penniless, you resent the rich; if you happen to become rich, you will become a loyal supporter of capital.

They always feel pain when they wake up from their afternoon nap.

Meeting Tan Wenjie's gaze, the three of them, from tallest to shortest, stood up straight like elementary school student soldiers taking their turn to count off.

"Hello."

"Thank you."

"I love you."

“Why are you shouting so loudly?” Tan Wenjie waved his hand. “Forget it, you guys should just speak English.”

Just from the three of them speaking, I could tell their skill level.

To some extent, if the three of them added the phrase "I love Chai Na" and filmed some short videos, they could probably live a life of ease and comfort from then on.

When discussing short videos, how can we understand the development of a technologically advanced world without considering the internet?

"Ahem, our boss wants to invite you over," said the man with yellow sunglasses. "He said you'll definitely be interested in what's coming next... Wait, why does your phone look so familiar?"

"Because this is yours." Tan Wenjie looked at the phone with some disdain. Although it was a phone with advanced technology and could even take pictures, the world's technology was clearly at the beginning of the 21st century.

An era when even watching movies in 4K wasn't an option.

"Give it back to me." He jumped up to snatch it, but was immediately held down by his two companions.

"He is the boss's guest."

You need to be polite to him.

“But…” The man in yellow sunglasses blushed slightly.

At this moment, Tan Wenjie loudly proclaimed, "Oh, miss, your soft, long hair is like gentle moonlight. How I wish it could nestle against my face, and then..."

"Stop, stop reading!" The man in yellow sunglasses blushed and tried to hit him.

He broke free from the pull of his two companions, but when he got close to Tan Wenjie, the latter patted him on the shoulder with one hand.

His entire body was immediately frozen in place, unable to move.

"Don't rush, let me see. She replied and wants to invite you to have a late-night snack together tonight. She also wants you to bring a coffee with ice." Tan Wenjie smiled at him.

"Really?"

"Of course it's fake!" Tan Wenjie disgustedly stuffed his phone back into his suit pocket. "That greasy text message you sent, the other party can sue you for sexual harassment. Actually, I want to call the police right now."

"Fake!"

"I have other things to do." Tan Wenjie waved his hand. "And then... never see you again."

He had nothing in common with the three fools who were dressed in thick black suits despite the sweltering heat.

His exceptional sense of smell allowed him to detect the body odor on the other person.

What's going on? Are you trying to impersonate the stinky Mafia?

Watched by the three men, Tan Wenjie strode towards another bikini-clad woman, and after a few words, successfully got into a sports car with his arm around her waist.

"No wonder he's a demon from outer space." The tallest of the three spoke in a somewhat naive voice, his face full of envy. "He only said a few words, and then..."

I really want to learn this.

Another person said, "I guess it's just because he's handsome, it has nothing to do with whether he's a demon or not."

"No, he's a demon!" The man in yellow sunglasses, whose body had regained its mobility, clutched his phone, tears welling up in his eyes. "He actually sent that message I sent earlier to a group, and one of the messages was even from my sister-in-law."

"Wow! You're in trouble, Zhou." The two said in unison, gloating.

Nothing feels better than seeing someone else suffer more misfortune than yourself.

"Actually, the content of your text message was pretty bad; no woman could accept it."

"I think so."

Zhou, wearing yellow sunglasses, quickly changed the subject: "We messed up our job, what do we do now?"

He didn't want to become a laughing stock, and both of his companions were big mouths.

"Of course we should go back and report. That's a demon. It's only reasonable that we can't handle it, right?"

……

"I actually come from outside this world. Because of a little accident that I deliberately caused, luckily I have a head of bronze and arms of iron, so even when I landed face down, I only suffered minor injuries."

"Oh, you're really amazing."

"You believe that?" Tan Wenjie leaned back slightly, looking at the other person in surprise.

Even if everything he said is true, if people in this world believe in themselves like that, their average IQ must be exceptionally low.

Seeing how stupid the other person is, he won't be able to sleep at night if he doesn't swindle some money from him.

There's no need for that; after all, it's true that he's injured.

Tan Wenjie glanced at his health points.

【Life: 624900/624999】

His health isn't even full yet, so he has to take good care of himself... He can't drink anything cold today.

"Why don't you believe me?" The woman's expression was very serious, and her eyebrows rose as she spoke excitedly. "I discovered that I could use magic when I was a child, and I've been waiting for an opportunity."

"What a coincidence." Tan Wenjie nodded. "I was just about to say that when I discovered that you are a one-in-a-million magical genius. A ray of inspiration came from your forehead. Would you like to learn magic? I'll give you a discount on tuition."

"You won't lose too much, will you?"

"probably not."

If I really knew some kind of magic that allowed me to fly or disappear into the ground.

Despite having had several encounters with magic before, Tan Wenjie had always shown little interest in it.

Moreover, he now needs to find a place to properly understand the new world he has "invaded." Although there are no missions, there are no punishments either. The new world represents new possibilities.

"Would you like to come to my house for a while?" the woman asked expectantly as the car stopped by the roadside.

“We can arrange another time and place to meet,” Tan Wenjie said. “Going to your house…that’s a different price.”

Tan Wenjie flipped over the car door and waved goodbye with a flourish.

He would first connect to the internet to see what extraordinary events had occurred in this world, which would help him plan his next course of action. If it was an ordinary world, he would probably stay there for 30 days and then choose to leave.

Or perhaps, I'll just live a normal life for a while.

……

The three who failed to keep up with Tan Wenjie returned to their "company".

Standing in front of the office door, the three of them looked at each other in bewilderment.

Who's knocking?

"Is there a difference?"

"Anyway, it can't be me. Hey, what are you two doing staring at me?"

"The minority submits to the majority!" X2
"Fake."

They knocked on the door and opened it after receiving permission.

The office was empty except for their boss, a man in a green suit with a white ponytail, who was facing the window, gazing at the bustling traffic of San Francisco.

There was a cup of coffee on the table, and a cane leaning against it. Everything looked so elegant, just like a successful person, provided you ignored the rest of the messy room.

He turned his head: "Don't tell me you failed again."

“Valon, that guy doesn’t listen to us at all,” said Zhou with sunglasses. “He touched us lightly with his hand, and we were frozen in place and couldn’t move at all.”

“A seemingly plausible excuse,” Valon said. “More reasonable than when you abandoned me to go eat fast food during the last war.”

"That's because I was so hungry," the big guy explained instinctively. "And I also got the Super Moose badge."

"Lasu!"

His companion tugged at him, signaling him to shut up.

Valon looked at the three men: "Thank you for your honesty, but I have to..."

“They’re right,” a weathered voice entered the chat.

The four people present turned their heads almost unfamiliarly as the secret mechanism in the room turned, revealing a strange object hanging on the wall.

It was a green, coiled dragon sculpture. As the voice came, the dragon's eyes flashed red.

"Demons from other worlds, I had many under my command during the ancient times when I ruled the world."

"You sounded really impressive back then, Holy Lord, but you should at least explain why we brought him here."

"You people are too useless. I need a low-level demon to do my bidding," said the Holy Lord hanging on the wall. "Tell him that after he helps me regain my power, I will grant him great strength, authority, and territory."

In the blink of an eye, the three of them had already left the company.

"So, we have to go see him again?"

"I don't like being rejected so many times."

They chatted as they followed the magic's guidance to a bar.

"A bar?" X3
As soon as they entered the bar, they were drawn to the dazzling spotlights, especially the women dancing on the tables.

“Look, there he is.” Rasu pointed to the corner.

The man they had seen during the day was now walking toward a woman with silver hair, holding a wine glass.

As the three walked over, they happened to hear each other talking.

"Oh, miss, your long, soft hair is like gentle moonlight. How I wish it could nestle against my face."

The two of them turned to look at Zhou at the same time.

A quote that leaves a lasting impression.

week:"……"

But what happened next shocked them.

The silver-haired woman actually sat down in his lap: "I think, I'd be happy to~"

"It actually works!" X3
"He really is a demon!" X3
Such a cheesy line actually works to win over a woman; what else could it be but the magic of the devil?

"Hey, Mr. Devil," Zhou stepped forward, "Could I trouble you for a few minutes?"

Tan Wenjie turned his head in surprise: "Who are you?"

“We just met today, not long ago!” Zhou felt a little itchy in his gums.

A low-level devil who plagiarized my classic pickup lines is pretending not to know me.

They were the earliest lackeys to follow the Holy Lord!
"Oh, sorry, I don't remember that random passerby." Tan Wenjie raised his hand and pointed to the fluorescent stamp above. "Do you know how much I sacrificed to get in here?"

Rasu asked quietly, "Isn't that just a seal?"

“That’s right.” Tan Wenjie heard his voice and said, “But I’ve never known whether I have allergies since I was a child. In the era when I was born, medicine wasn’t as advanced.”

The silver-haired woman sitting in his lap chimed in, "You're so brave, darling."

"I always do."

The three were speechless: "..."

There doesn't seem to be anything to brag about.

"So, could you tell me why you've come?"

Zhou said, "The Holy Lord wants to see you. He said..."

"The Holy Lord?" Tan Wenjie suddenly became interested. "The Eight Ancient Demons?"

He said that the place he came from was not simple, with eight great demons possessing world-destroying power, and various treasures, etc.

"He knew all along."

"The Holy Lord wants to hire you to work for him. He said he would give you a piece of land after he conquers the world."

"I want to see him!"

"That's why we're inviting you."

Tan Wenjie stood up and smiled at the silver-haired woman: "I have important things to do."

"Remember to contact me." The silver-haired woman slipped a small note into his clothes, left a light kiss on his cheek, leaving a red lip print.

"Let's go, what kind of car are you taking?" As he walked out of the bar, he casually tossed the note into the trash can.

The three of them watched as their eyelids twitched wildly.

Zhou pointed to the car parked at the entrance: "This is it. There are plenty of seats for you. Hey, you actually lost her contact information."

"Otherwise what?" Tan Wenjie opened the car door and got in.

Ah Fen patted Zhou on the shoulder: "I have to say, he's really charming, especially when he loses a woman's contact information."

Rasu nodded: "That's right."

The car carried four people to their destination.

However, after more than ten minutes, Tan Wenjie watched speechlessly as his car was blocked from stopping, and the young black man next to him even launched into a rap-style insult.

Lasu and Afen opened the window and started arguing with the other party.

"Squeak!"

The car braked suddenly, and they could only watch as the other car sped away.

"You guys are actually waiting at a traffic light?" Tan Wenjie exclaimed as if he had discovered something amazing.

Zhou explained, "We must abide by the law, otherwise if we attract the police, we'll definitely be in big trouble."

"When doing big things, you must never let small things hold you back, right?"

After experiencing a series of mishaps, including being cut off by other cars, waiting at traffic lights, and buying Cokes at a roadside shop, they finally arrived at their destination.

The Holy Lord possesses twelve talismans, but Tan Wenjie has no interest in that power; what he wants are the eight great demons.

After all, he himself could be considered a demon. In the East, there was the Seven Star Demon Lord, and in the West, there was the Demon Lord.

To put it in a less evil way, he wants to save the world.

As the elevator ascended, Tan Wenjie straightened his clothes.

"Ding."

Tan Wenjie suddenly spoke up: "Zhou, I can teach you how to ask a girl out."

Zhou: "Really?"

He had witnessed Tan Wenjie's incredible skills; he could always win over a beautiful woman with just a few words.

"Snapped!"

White flash.

Zhou: "That phone looks very familiar."

“Yes, this is your phone.” Tan Wenjie handed the phone back to him, striding out of the elevator as he said, “You’re welcome.”

Zhou, sensing something was wrong, immediately checked his phone.

That's a selfie by Tam Man-kit.

"Damn it," Zhou said angrily. "He sent the photos to everyone, including my sister-in-law."

"Wow~" x2
The onlookers have had a feast for the eyes today, and I'm sure they'll be able to eat several extra meals tonight.

Before Afen and Lasu could offer any words of comfort, Zhou excitedly said, "They're replying to my messages, almost every single one of them, and they all said that what I said before was very interesting. Hmph, it's not as greasy as you guys made it out to be."

"I guess it's because of the photos."

"me too."

Lasu and Afen exchanged a glance and shrugged.

"Oh damn it!" Zhou clutched his head. "My sister-in-law replied to my message too. She asked me to help her arrange a meeting with that devil, or else she'd tell my brother that I'd send her greasy, sexually harassing texts."

"Haha, you're really in trouble~" x2
Tan Wenjie opened the door.

All I could see was a man in a green suit with his back to the door, leaning on a cane and gazing into the distance from the window.

Just then, the trio walked in, and Tan Wenjie asked in confusion, "Has he always been like this?"

“Pretentious.” Afen nodded.

"I consider myself very elegant," Zhou nodded.

“I, uh, you’re right.” Rasu scratched his head.

Valon, with his back to the door, twitched his eyebrows wildly.

He cooperated with Shendu because Shendu possessed the legendary treasure of the Golden Rooster King, but compared to that, a demon who could act on his own had great power and was also extremely valuable to win over.

As the leader of an international criminal organization, he understood perfectly well that a strong presence was the key to his negotiations, but his three foolish henchmen ruined everything.

Valon had no choice but to turn around and say, "Welcome, Mr. Devil."

"Valon, you should shut up and listen properly." A gloomy voice came from the wall.

It was quickly hung on the wall, and it looked as if a pile of dragon-shaped poop had appeared in front of Tan Wenjie.

"A demon from another world, I need your help... What are you doing?"

Tan Wenjie used his hand to scratch the hexagonal pit on the Holy Lord's body.

Each pit represents the location of a talisman.

Charms are the embodiment of the Holy Spirit's power, but most of the time, these powers are not within the Holy Spirit's body.

If one were also a demon, would there be some kind of magic to expel one's power from within? This is a very interesting idea.

Of course, it's best to avoid this situation altogether.

Tan Wenjie stepped back: "Go on, I'm listening."

The Holy Lord: "Help me regain control of the world, and I will give you strength, power, and everything you desire."

“Sure, that’s how we demons are, either controlling the world or destroying it, it’s too formulaic,” Tan Wenjie complained. “But I might not be able to do it alone, I need some help.”

The shadows stretched out, and one after another, ninja figures appeared silently.

"The Shadow Legion will obey your orders."

"What should I do? Help you find something to fill those holes?"

"Reclaim my power, Twelve Talismans!"

Tan Wenjie turned his head and asked, "Where is the talisman?"

Valmont gritted his teeth: "The talismans we obtained were all stolen by that archaeologist Jackie Chan, and then stored in the safest, most impenetrable, and most hidden District 13!"

“We’re still looking for the rest,” Ah Fen chimed in. “But as long as we follow Jackie Chan and steal his, hahaha.”

“Then let’s split up,” Tan Wenjie decided immediately. “You guys follow that archaeologist, I’ll go to District 13 to steal the talisman, and we’ll meet up again at the end.”

Valon retorted, annoyed: "I should be the leader!"

"That's right." Tan Wenjie nodded. "Is there any funding for the activity?"

A few minutes later.

Valon looked at the empty drawer, then at his own exposed pockets, and said angrily, "The next operation must succeed, failure is not an option!"

He invested too much.

However, the three men under him remained calm and even had the mood to discuss things.

"I feel like I've heard this phrase somewhere before."

"Me too."

"He said that last time, and then Jackie Chan beat us up, and then..."

Vallon roared, "I said, take action!"

"Yes!" X3
……

Guided by the Shadow Legion, Tan Wenjie successfully located the vicinity of District 13.

Then he opened his eyes wide, his vision successfully breaking through the disguise and various high-tech shielding techniques, and successfully saw the talismans imprisoned in District 13.

"One, two, three, four, five..." Tan Wenjie was quite surprised, "There are still two missing."

He wasn't in a hurry to rush in and steal the talisman. Even if he did, it wouldn't be of much use. He should take it all at once, then release the Holy Lord and defeat him.

Ideally, all eight demons should be released.

"Are you observing District 13?"

"Yes."

"Let me guess, you're planning to go in and rob the talismans, aren't you?"

Tan Wenjie looked down at the little girl who had appeared beside him at some point. She seemed to have a special ability that compels people to answer her questions.

This power also exists in a kid named Nohara Shinnosuke.

“I saw you working with Valon’s men.” She took two steps back, deftly adopting a punching stance. “If you want to infiltrate District 13, you’ll have to get past me first.”

“I don’t have a habit of bullying little girls.” Tan Wenjie shook his head and snapped his fingers.

The Shadow Legion ninjas appeared instantly and surrounded him.

"Send her to a tutoring center." Tan Wenjie pulled out a bundle of still-warm money from Walong's pocket. "Remember to buy her several sets of test papers, and tell the teachers there that if she can't finish her homework, she shouldn't be allowed to go home."

"No, you can't do this!" she struggled, but all resistance seemed weak and powerless in the face of the Shadow Legion.

In the end, they could only be dragged away with screams of agony.

"You demon! You demon! You devil!"

In the end, only an echo remained.

Why is it that someone can always see through my identity, even though this time I'm an uninvited intruder?

What should we have for dinner?

Tan Wenjie hummed a song and turned to leave.

Dad's Antique Shop.

A gaunt, white-haired Asian man was flipping through a magic book: "Jackie Chan, make your dad a cup of tea. Oh, and there's one more thing... Jade hasn't come back yet."

"She might... oh, I hope she hasn't gotten into trouble again."

Just as Jackie Chan was frantically trying to contact his teacher, and even planned to contact Sheriff Black, the door to the antique shop suddenly opened.

Xiaoyu, carrying her schoolbag and puffing out her cheeks, grumbled as she entered the room, "I met a devil today."

"A demon?!" X2
"He actually controlled the Shadow Legion and threw me into a cram school! He's the most evil demon I've ever seen!" (End of Chapter)