Qin Dynasty: They've all turned into zombies, what's there to fear about a rebellion?

"All unauthorized personnel, evacuate!"

"Gongshu Chou, take your blueprints and get out of here! Honglian and Shao Siming, you two go and guard the door; don't let anyone in!"

Su Ming herded the crowd of onlookers out of the main hall like ducks, and then slammed the heavy black iron gate shut with a loud bang.

The temperature inside the main hall was frighteningly high at that moment.

The air was distorted and rippled to the naked eye due to the high temperature, and even the black iron pillars that supported the dome were hot to the touch.

Yan Lingji, wrapped up like a rice dumpling, was lying on the cleared ground. The asbestos cloth, which had been grayish, was now faintly red from the heat.

"It's so hot..."

Yan Lingji's voice was no longer the affected coquettishness it had been before, but instead carried a hint of genuine pain and bewilderment.

Her stunningly beautiful face was flushed red as if it were dripping blood, and the fine beads of sweat on her forehead were instantly evaporated into white mist by the high temperature on her body.

He looked like a steaming hot, freshly cooked piece of pork.

"Master, I feel so bad..."

She twisted her body with difficulty, her light blue eyes shimmering as she stared intently at Su Ming. Her gaze held both a plea for help and an inexplicable longing.

"Help me, I want to release..."

If this had been said in a different context, Su Ming would have bled from his nose.

But now?

He stared at the frantically flashing "Energy Critical Value Countdown: 09:59" on the system panel, feeling a buzzing in his head.

"Release? Where do you think you're going to release us? Are you going to blow up a crater here and bury us all?"

While complaining, Su Ming quickly pulled out a big guy from the system warehouse.

It was a cylindrical container, about half the height of a person, and completely black.

This is the inner liner of a pill furnace that was previously ruined. Although it was not good for refining medicine, it was made of deep-sea cold iron mixed with meteorite, and its heat resistance was excellent. It was originally intended to be used as a trash can, but now it comes in handy.

"Don't move! Follow orders if you don't want to die!"

Su Ming put on the thick heat-resistant gloves and wrapped himself in the [Wang Jian's style corpse hair fireproof cloak], arming himself like a bomb disposal expert.

He took a deep breath, strode over to Yan Lingji, and knelt down on one knee.

"Bear with it, you might feel a little... drained."

Su Ming had no romantic thoughts whatsoever. His large hand, gloved with heavy gloves, pressed precisely and forcefully against Yan Lingji's lower abdomen, dantian, through the scalding hot asbestos cloth.

"Hmm!"

Yan Lingji shuddered violently, letting out a suppressed groan.

That's more than just touching.

The moment Su Ming's palm landed, an extremely domineering suction force, like a whale sucking in water, instantly locked onto the rampaging, violent energy within her body.

[System, initiate the energy boot process!]

[Target: Another-dimensional fire elemental!]

[Path: Host Arm > Cold Iron Container!]

[Start the draw!]

"Get out here!"

Su Ming let out a low growl as the muscles in his arms instantly tensed, and the veins bulged.

"boom--"

It was as if a breach had been made in a dam.

Yan Lingji felt the intense heat within her body, which was about to burn her to ashes, suddenly find an outlet.

That energy poured out wildly from Su Ming's palm!

"ah…"

She couldn't help but tilt her long neck back and let out a high-pitched, trembling scream.

The sound echoed in the empty hall, making Su Ming's hand tremble and almost drop it.

"Hey lady! Don't shout so loudly! The soundproofing isn't good!"

Su Ming gritted his teeth, sweat streaming down his face. "Anyone who didn't know better would think I was torturing you!"

Despite his complaints, his hands moved with unwavering steadiness.

As the energy was extracted, an astonishing scene unfolded.

The flames that originally emanated from Yan Lingji's body were crimson, filled with an aura of rage and destruction.

However, when the flames were filtered, compressed, and finally injected into the cold iron container by Su Ming, their color underwent a strange change.

Red, then purple.

Purple turns blue.

Finally, it transformed into a faint, pale blue flame, seemingly from the depths of hell!

That was the highly compressed and purified corpse energy—[Netherworld Ghost Fire]!

This flame has no temperature, or rather, its temperature is contained to the extreme; once it erupts, it can freeze and burn even the soul.

"Beautiful...so beautiful!"

Su Ming stared at the constantly spinning and compressing blue fireball inside the container, his fervor a hundred times stronger than when he saw a naked beauty.

"This energy density, this purity... it's simply a work of art!"

He was like a greedy miser, increasing the suction while keeping a close eye on the container, afraid of missing even a tiny bit of energy.

Meanwhile, Yan Lingji, who serves as the "battery," is suffering greatly at this moment.

The feeling of her body being gradually hollowed out made her feel weaker than ever before, yet it was accompanied by a strange sense of ease.

The throbbing pain that felt like my meridians were about to burst disappeared, replaced by a feeling of relief and tingling numbness.

Her eyes gradually lost focus, and her originally tense body completely went limp, collapsing to the ground like a puddle of mud, allowing Su Mingyu to do whatever he wanted.

"So close, so close..."

Su Ming stared at the fireball in the container, which had solidified into a solid form resembling a blue crystal, his eyes flashing with brilliance.

"Freeze it!"

He suddenly shouted, and the corpse energy in his palm exploded out in a final compression.

"Buzz—"

A crisp buzzing sound rang out.

The blue flame inside the cold iron container collapsed instantly, transforming into a fist-sized, crystal-clear bead that burned with eternal blue flames inside.

[Ding! Congratulations, host!]

[Successfully crafted! Item obtained: S-grade Energy Core - Hellfire Seed!]

[Evaluation: A super heat source with unlimited regeneration capabilities, making it the perfect heart to power large mechanical beasts and corpse energy reactors!]

"call…"

Su Ming let out a long sigh and plopped down on the ground, feeling like his arm was about to give out.

He carefully picked up the scalding "spark" and examined it closely, a kind smile like that of an old father appearing on his face.

"My darling... this is a real treasure."

"With this, my 'Emperor's Palace Heating Project'... oh no, I mean my 'Corpse Power Plant' project is finally on track!"

next to.

Yan Lingji finally caught her breath.

She struggled to prop herself up; her long, fiery red hair, soaked with sweat, clung to her cheeks, making her look exceptionally pitiful. The asbestos cloth covering her body had come undone, revealing large expanses of pinkish skin, her chest heaving violently.

She looked at the man in front of her who had tormented her to the point of near death, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

This man…

Faced with such a stunning beauty, in that extremely ambiguous situation, it really was just...

Did it extinguish her fire?

He didn't even glance at her?

An unprecedented sense of frustration, mixed with gratitude for being saved, made Yan Lingji's mood extremely complicated.

"Owner…"

She reached out her weak hand and gently tugged at Su Ming's trouser leg, her voice so soft it was heartbreaking, "This servant...this servant is so tired, I have no strength left, can I have a hug?"

however.

Su Ming simply glanced down at her, and then—

"Snapped!"

He ruthlessly slapped away the little hand that was trying to take advantage of him.

"If you're tired, just lie down and don't move. Drink more hot water."

Su Ming stood up, holding the cold iron canister containing the "Hellfire Seed," and walked towards the power room deep inside the main hall without looking back, his back view resolute and cold.

"Take a break, I have important business to attend to."

"Great! My generator finally has a source of fire! We must have electricity tonight!"

Yan Lingji: "???"

She stood frozen in place, watching the figure carrying the jar run faster than a rabbit, its back to her, bewildered in the wind.

dynamo?

What the hell is that?

Could it be that in that guy's eyes, that cold, hard metal can is more attractive than her, this vibrant and beautiful woman?

"Su Ming!"

Yan Lingji gritted her teeth, slammed her fist into the ground, and let out a low, indignant roar:

"Are you even a man?!"

far away.

Su Ming had already run to the door of the power room. Hearing the roar, he felt no remorse. Instead, he excitedly pushed open the door and shouted at the giant machine inside, which had been built long ago but had been broken down due to a lack of a powerful heat source:

"My darlings! Dinner's ready! I've brought you your 'hearts'!"