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Chapter 243: Mass Production of Cannon Fodder? Zhang Zongguan

Chapter 243: Mass Production of Cannon Fodder? Zhang Zongguan
The curse of money.

[Your will is the will of money. All concepts of money come from you. Everything you touch will be corrupted by your will and transformed into things with the concept of money in the current world, such as gold (curse), gems (curse), shells (curse), spirit stones (curse), etc. The changes vary depending on the world.]

[Things corrupted by your will will affect the surrounding things. Whether they are living things or dead things, they will have a mysterious desire for the corrupted things. Those who come into contact with them will gain certain enhancements, thus developing emotions such as dependence, loyalty, and faith in you.]

"It really is a curse."

Zhao Gongming looked at his golden right hand, and then at the things that he had turned into gold, and his whole body exuded an ominous aura.

A black aura, invisible to the naked eye, surrounds the things that have turned into gold.

The surrounding land and unknown magical plants were also affected by the money curse and began to grow strangely at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Gradually, those things that were turned into gold were wrapped by those strange magical plants, and the magical plants were completely corrupted and turned into real monsters.

Zhao Gongming vaguely sensed that this magical plant corrupted by gold had developed a sense of dependence and loyalty towards him.

A power called faith connects Zhao Gongming and the magic plants.

"Another strong evidence of the evil god."

"Ugh."

Zhao Gongming sighed.

It seemed like he was getting closer and closer to that evil god.

Helpless.

I'm obviously not an evil god.

"Are you cheating again?"

"That's amazing, you are worthy of it."

The Longyuan sword on Zhao Gongming's waist flashed white light.

Ao Yunxi slipped out and lay on Zhao Gongming's shoulder, staring with wide eyes at the magical plants greedily entwined on the gold, especially the shaking branches of the monster and the corrupt black air, which looked evil no matter how you looked at it.

However, Ao Yunxi saw another use for Zhao Gongming's ability.

Use this money curse to mass produce soldiers.

After all, this money curse can strengthen the soldiers to a certain extent.

The exact amount of enhancement is not yet known.

But judging from Zhao Gongming's previous skill characteristics, the degree of enhancement must be very high.

And there is a high probability of growth.

The stronger Zhao Gongming is, the stronger the strengthening effect will be.

The ability of the curse of money can ensure and strengthen the loyalty of soldiers to a certain extent, and can also gain endless faith for Zhao Gongming.

The most important point.

There is no quantity limit.

To put it bluntly, as long as Zhao Gongming is willing, he can create a large number of powerful mutant soldiers at any time.

Moreover, the soldiers do not require living things, dead things can also be transformed into soldiers. This alone is outrageous.

Increase the number of Zhao Gongming summons to a greater extent.

Don’t say anything else.

It's completely enough to be cannon fodder.

Moreover, mutant soldiers can also use the magic weapon forging method to obtain more powerful bonuses.

Stacking reinforcement.

Invincible.

At this moment, Zhao Gongming already has the conditions to conquer the sea of stars.

"What's the point of talking about this? To be honest, I really despise this curse."

“It’s a bit disgusting.”

"Especially this weird effect, with black gas puffing up."

"What kind of decent person's ability is that?"

Zhao Gongming complained.

Just because ordinary people can’t see the black gas rising up doesn’t mean that other people can’t see it.

Anyone who sees this black aura will not think that Zhao Gongming is a good person, but will definitely conclude that Zhao Gongming is some kind of evil demon.

Everyone gets it and kills it.

"Come on, which of your abilities are serious?"

"Can you name a single ability that could be considered a serious one?"

"Just lie to others, don't lie to yourself."

"Ask yourself, check your conscience, and ask yourself, do you really think you are a decent person?"

Ao Yunxi asked a soul-searching question.

"Don't I count?"

"I didn't expect that in your eyes, I am actually an indecent person."

Zhao Gongming touched his chest and smiled helplessly.

Then, he nodded vigorously.

"Although you think I am not serious." "But, I have a clear conscience. I am a serious person, a gentleman in the true sense of the word."

"I, Zhao, have lived an upright life."

"Have a clear conscience."

Zhao Gongming spoke righteously and was extremely confident.

I can tell.

He is quite shameless.

And he has no conscience.

Also ask yourself.

Why don’t you ask those unlucky people who were killed by your flowers?

There are also those who died tragically from various poisons.

He died of overeating.

and many more.

The brothers who died at the hands of Zhao Gongming all died in their own ways. The only thing in common was that they all died very miserably, a double death of body and spirit.

Physical death + social death.

"Sometimes, I find you quite shameless."

Ao Yunxi looked at Zhao Gongming speechlessly.

Sometimes I find that Zhao Gongming's moral bottom line is like riding an elevator: when it is high, it is very high, like a saint; when it is low, it is very low, like a beast, the kind that even Satan would have to smell.

emmm.

This guy is so extreme.

Both sides are extreme.

"Ao Yunxi, you don't seem to have figured out your identity."

"Is there anyone who slanders his master like this?"

"Are you in need of a haircut?"

"Dad, hit me again, huh?"

"Ok?"

Zhao Gongming looked at Ao Yunxi threateningly, and Ao Yunxi immediately lowered his head to indicate that he was wrong.

When Zhao Gongming wanted to say something.

Suddenly, some noises were heard not far away.

Several people were talking.

Coincidentally, the name of an acquaintance came up in their conversation.

Zhou Xingxing.

Zhao Gongming and Ao Yunxi looked at each other, and then their figures gradually disappeared.

In the forest one kilometer away from them.

There were dozens of people gathered in front of the fire.

The leader among them was a middle-aged woman.

She had a ferocious face with a scar that ran from her forehead to the corner of her mouth, looking hideous and scary. In her hand she held the hind leg of an unknown monster, and with her other hand she forcefully tore off the bloody thigh meat and stuffed it into her mouth to chew, which was extremely scary.

Facing the chief, the man's eating habits were completely different from those of the people around him. He ate slowly with his fingers raised like an orchid, showing aristocratic manners. It was obvious that he was from a large family.

"Manager Zhang."

"Our people have been in this forest for months."

"Do you, the Zhang family, know the exact location of the target? You can't let my brothers run around in the forest like headless flies."

"Although the reward for this order is very generous, it is not a good idea to continue to waste it like this."

"It's hard for me to explain to my brothers."

The middle-aged woman said in a low voice.

Full of impatient tone.

More importantly, they are dissatisfied with the compensation.

They originally thought it was just a simple commission that could be completed in a week.

Unexpectedly, it took them several months.

There is no trace of the target yet.

If this continues.