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

"Kids? Dinner's ready?"

Yan Lingji lay on the cold, black iron floor, listening to the excited, distorted shout coming from afar, and fell into an extremely absurd and stunned state.

Who is she?

Princess Baiyue, the ancestor of the fire-playing, the natural enemy of the Red-Eyebrowed Dragon and Snake.

She thought she had been summoned by this mysterious "master" to either be a ruthless henchman or... a captivating concubine.

But she never expected that the strange fire she had painstakingly cultivated for decades would be nothing more than... generator fuel in this man's eyes?

"Su Ming...you come back here!"

Yan Lingji gritted her teeth and struggled to get up from the ground. The weakness from having her inner fire drained made her feel as if her body had been hollowed out, and even standing up was difficult.

She stumbled and staggered into the side hall that Su Ming called the "power room," supporting herself against the wall.

Then, she witnessed a scene that shattered her worldview.

In the center of the dimly lit room stood an enormous, grotesque steel monster.

Countless thick copper pipes and wires coiled around it like blood vessels. At its core was a transparent crystal container, and the [Hellfire Seed] that had just been extracted from her body was now quietly suspended in the center of the container, emitting a faint blue light.

Su Ming was lying on the machine like a madman, holding a wrench and a hammer, with an unknown straw in his mouth, banging and tapping away while excitedly humming an incomprehensible tune.

"The power's back on! The power's back on! Hahaha!"

Su Ming abruptly slammed shut a huge power switch.

"Clatter!"

A spark flashed.

The next second, the lighting system of the entire side hall and even the entire Youdu main hall underwent a dramatic transformation.

The ever-burning lamps, which had been fueled by burning corpse oil and emitting a ghastly green flame, suddenly went out with a "whoosh." Immediately afterward, rows of luminous crystals (modified LED beads) embedded in the dome suddenly lit up!

The light was bright and soft, yet it carried a technological feel that didn't belong to this era, instantly illuminating the entire gloomy hall as if it were daytime!

"It's done!"

Su Ming excitedly threw away the wrench and looked at the lighting effects, which were comparable to those of a modern stadium, and felt a great sense of accomplishment.

With this zombie energy generator, the Qin Dynasty's industrialization process can take another giant leap forward! In the future, things like electric welding, electric drills, and small electric motors will be as easy to manufacture as we wish.

"You...you took my fire...and lit a lamp?"

Yan Lingji leaned against the door frame, her voice trembling as she looked at the blindingly bright hall.

"What do you mean by 'lighting lamps'? How uncultured!"

Su Ming turned around and corrected him with a look of disdain, "This is called energy conversion! It's the great physics of the Corpse Path! I've converted the unstable, easily self-destructive energy in your body into stable, efficient, and clean electrical energy!"

"Look."

Su Ming pointed to a slowly rotating dial next to him. "The current output power is only 10%. This is because although your fire is pure, it lacks a continuous supply of 'fuel.' It's just living off its reserves right now."

"fuel?"

"Yeah, right." Su Ming walked up to Yan Lingji with a matter-of-fact expression, tore her off the door frame with extreme ease, and then helped her to the generator like he was helping an old lady cross the street.

There, a square metal plate, about one meter in size, covered with strange patterns, had appeared.

The metal plate was entirely black, yet its surface shimmered with a faint red glow, and it felt warm to the touch.

"What is this?" Yan Lingji asked instinctively.

"【Fiery Dance Floor - Energy Collection Edition】".

Su Ming patted the metal plate, revealing a "kind" smile that would make Yan Lingji want to set it on fire.

"This is a 'job position' that I designed especially for you."

Su Ming pointed to the board and began to introduce his business like an unscrupulous boss:

"See the pattern on it? That's called a 'thermal energy conduction array.' From now on, you'll be dancing on this."

"Dance...?" Yan Lingji was stunned.

"Yes, dancing."

Su Ming nodded, his expression as serious as if he were discussing a matter of national importance. "The more energetic and hotter your movements, the more the residual fire energy in your body will be activated and conducted through this board to the core of the fire seed below to 'recharge' it."

"To put it simply, your dance moves will determine the electricity consumption of our Great Qin Dynasty tonight."

"If you dance well, the whole city will be brightly lit; if you dance poorly... then everyone will have to go to the toilet in the dark."

Yan Lingji: "..."

She stared blankly at Su Ming, then looked at the slightly warm metal plate at her feet, her mind buzzing.

Dancing...is it to generate electricity?

Her peerless dance, which she was so proud of and which could captivate all beings, was nothing more than... a human-shaped walking power bank in this man's eyes?

"No…"

Yan Lingji's body began to tremble slightly, not from excitement, but from anger.

"I won't jump!"

She abruptly raised her head, her aquamarine eyes burning with the flames of humiliation. "My dance, Yan Lingji's dance, is only for the strong! Only...only for the one I love! What do you take me for? A mere dancer?!"

"No, no, no, how could you be a street performer? You're just doing this for love!"

Su Ming quickly corrected him, trying to use more advanced vocabulary to describe the job.

"roll!"

Yan Lingji completely exploded. She shoved Su Ming away, pointed at his nose, and screamed, "You clueless blockhead! Idiot! You clueless blockhead!"

"Let me tell you! Even if I, Yan Lingji, were to die right here and jump off this cliff, I would never dance just to generate electricity for you!"

"Yeah?"

Su Ming wasn't angry; he simply took out a piece of gold parchment from his pocket.

That was a soul contract between the two of them.

He extended his finger and lightly touched a rune on the contract that represented "punishment".

"Buzz—"

A golden chain of light shot out from the contract and wrapped around Yan Lingji's ankle.

"what!"

Yan Lingji felt a sudden tightening under her feet, as an irresistible force came through her.

Her body was moving uncontrollably...

Moved.

Twist your waist and sway your hips with your left and right feet.

It was the simplest warm-up exercise, but when the proud Yan Lingji performed it, it was filled with extreme shame.

"What...what did you do to me?" Yan Lingji was horrified to find that her body was no longer under her control.

"It's nothing, it just triggered the 'force execution' process."

Su Ming, arms crossed, coldly said like a ruthless contractor, "The contract clearly states that as my summoned creature, you must unconditionally obey my 'reasonable' commands. And having you dance to generate electricity to contribute to the industrialization of the Great Qin is obviously a very reasonable request."

"Come on, let's get started on the background music!"

Su Ming snapped his fingers, and a modified music box next to him (sponsored by Gongshu Chou) actually played a piece of music with a very strong rhythm (similar to the intro of "Gokuraku Jodo").

Under the dual control of the contract and the music, Yan Lingji's body completely "succumbed".

With tears in her eyes and her lips pressed together, her long, beautiful legs began to twitch uncontrollably.

She spun and jumped, her eyes closed.

Every movement was full of power and beauty, and every turn sent up a handful of flying sparks.

The scene was both erotic and heartbreaking.

"That's more like it!"

Su Ming clapped his hands excitedly as he watched the rapidly rising pointer on the dial. "See that! The output power increased by 500% instantly! Keep it up! Don't stop! Tonight's goal is to light up the entire Xianyang Palace!"

Yan Lingji cried.

She had imagined a thousand ways to be conquered by this man, but she never imagined it would be in the form of a "human generator".

"I dance... to be alluring, not to generate electricity!"

It was in this eerie atmosphere of "singing and dancing in peace" that things took place.

"Drip—drip—drip—"

The newly installed infrared intrusion alarm at the entrance of the alchemy room suddenly emitted a shrill and piercing scream.

"Um?"

Su Ming paused, then abruptly turned to look at the doorway.

There was a small hole in the newly installed door, from which wisps of smoke were rising.

Followed by.

As the alarm sounded, a slender, agile, yet menacing figure darted in through the door like a ghost.

That was a woman.

A woman dressed in coarse linen clothes, looking like a peasant girl, but holding a uniquely shaped famous sword with pink patterns all over its blade.

Her eyes were cold, as cold as ice.

The moment he saw Su Ming, an undisguised killing intent erupted in his eyes.

"Jing Ni?"

Su Ming raised an eyebrow, looking at the legendary sword of the top-tier assassin from the Luo Wang organization, a playful smile curving his lips.

"The farmers have come too?"

He glanced at Yan Lingji, who was still generating electricity with tears in her eyes, then looked at the new female assassin and couldn't help but sigh:

"Wow, is this a lab or a land of women?"

"It looks like we're going to exceed our KPI today."