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

Yu Ji's shout not only shattered the tranquility of the ice cellar, but also, like a deep-water bomb dropped into a cesspool, completely overturned the public opinion field of the entire Xianyang Palace.

In less than half an incense stick's time, the side hall was already surrounded by imperial guards and palace maids who were ostensibly "patrolling" but were actually "watching the show."

Although everyone dared not get too close, their eyes, burning with gossip, longed to see through the thick walls and understand the "battle" inside.

"Did you hear that? Wasn't that the voice of that Chu dancer?"

"That's terrible, really terrible. Just listen to that hoarse voice, she must have suffered so much last night."

"Tsk tsk tsk, the Imperial Advisor is truly a divine being. He just took in Shao Siming of the Yin-Yang School, and the next day he dragged the most beautiful woman in Chu into an ice cellar. I heard it was in the water... He's really playing around!"

"What? In the water? Is that so exciting?"

"Of course! My great-uncle's neighbor's cousin works in the imperial kitchen, and he saw the Imperial Advisor carrying a huge bucket of ice in last night! He said he wanted to... experience both ice and fire!"

The most terrifying thing about rumors is that they evolve automatically.

From "curing the sick and saving lives" to "ice cellar revelry," only a few gossipy mouths separate them.

When Su Ming, sporting dark circles under his eyes resembling those of a panda, disheveled and soaking wet, pushed open the door to the ice cellar, he was greeted by dozens of pairs of eyes that instantly lit up, filled with both "admiration" and "lewdness."

At that moment, Su Ming felt like Tang Sanzang, who had just been drained dry in the Spider Cave, his whole body screaming "I'm not clean anymore."

"What are you looking at! Haven't you ever seen someone working overtime on research?"

Su Ming roared in exasperation, trying to use the authority of the Imperial Advisor to quell the situation.

Unfortunately, the effect was negative.

The palace maids and eunuchs were not afraid at all. Instead, they lowered their heads, covered their mouths and chuckled, their shoulders shaking like leaves.

"Your Excellency, Imperial Advisor, you've worked hard."

A familiar, loud voice suddenly rang out from behind the crowd.

The crowd parted to make way, and Meng Yi walked over, carrying a thermos (actually a bronze jar) and beaming. Looking at Su Ming's utterly exhausted state, his smile gradually became meaningful.

"Oh dear, Imperial Advisor, you haven't slept all night, have you?"

Meng Yi stepped forward, patted Su Ming on the shoulder in an extremely familiar manner, and even gave his arm muscles a squeeze. "Although your physique is special now, this is still... cough cough, that kind of thing, you still have to be moderate. Young people don't know the value of their waist, but when they get old they can only shed tears!"

"Screw your self-control!"

Su Ming almost couldn't resist kicking him. Pointing at the ice cellar door behind him, he explained through gritted teeth, "Meng Yi, listen to me clearly! I'm in there saving someone! Do you understand what saving someone means? That's an acute febrile syndrome caused by a drug allergy, and I'm using physical methods to lower the temperature!"

"Understood! This humble general understands!"

Meng Yi nodded vigorously, looking like a chicken pecking at rice, with a righteous air of "We're all men, I'll cover for you." "Physical cooling... taking off your clothes and soaking in water to cool down, that's reasonable, very scientific! This humble general absolutely did not have any impure thoughts!"

After saying that, he shoved the bronze jar in his hand into Su Ming's arms.

"What is this?" Su Ming was taken aback.

"His Majesty specially ordered the Imperial Kitchen to prepare the Ten-Ingredient Tonic Deer Blood and Tiger Penis Soup."

Meng Yi lowered his voice and winked, saying, "His Majesty said that the Grand Preceptor has been leading from the front and working tirelessly day and night for the sake of the Great Qin's 'population growth' plan. Such spirit is worthy of the entire army's emulation! Drink this soup while it's hot; it will replenish your qi and blood, strengthen your foundation, and after you finish it... you can still fight three hundred more rounds tonight!"

Su Ming held the hot pot of aphrodisiac soup, and his whole body cracked.

Population growth?

Leading by example?

The entire army needs to learn from this?

"Your Majesty...did he really say that?" Su Ming's voice trembled.

"Of course! A gentleman's word is his bond!"

Meng Yi said with a serious expression, "His Majesty also said that this Chu Kingdom dancer has a special constitution. If she can conceive the Grand Preceptor's child, the little Grand Preceptor born will definitely also be exceptionally talented. His Majesty told you not to feel guilty and to go for it. Qin can afford to raise as many as you want! If you can produce an entire 'second-generation corpse' army, that will be a great achievement, and you will be richly rewarded!"

"puff--"

Su Ming felt a sweet taste in his throat, and almost spat a mouthful of blood onto Meng Yi's face.

Was Ying Zheng's brain circuit short-circuited by the T-virus?

Is he treating me like a stud?

The Second Generation Legion of the God-Special Corpse! I am a scientist! A sorcerer who refines corpses! Not the head of a breeding station!

"I...I don't want to live anymore..."

Su Ming looked up at the sky in despair, feeling that the sky over the Great Qin Dynasty was gray and gloomy.

His illustrious reputation! The aloof, mysterious, and even somewhat terrifying image of the Grand Preceptor he had cultivated in the Qin Dynasty collapsed completely overnight, turning him into a "lecherous maniac" and "the number one playboy of Xianyang".

How am I supposed to lead a team now?

In the future, when he tries to talk about science and reason with those ministers, they will only stare at his kidneys and silently calculate how many girls he has ruined last night!

"Imperial Advisor, please don't get excited, this is a good thing!"

Seeing Su Ming's utterly dejected expression, Meng Yi assumed he was shy and quickly comforted him, "In our Great Qin, being able to have children is a skill! Look at all these officials, who doesn't envy your good fortune with women? I've heard that Yu Ji is the most beautiful woman in Chu..."

"Shut up! I need some peace and quiet!"

Su Ming covered his head, not wanting to hear another word from this roughneck. He just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, or simply turn himself into a mute zombie, never to hear a thing again.

however.

It seems that God felt this farce wasn't exciting enough, or perhaps Su Ming's "love tribulation" wasn't over yet.

Just when Su Ming was on the verge of social death and preparing to escape back to the alchemy room to live in seclusion.

The once clear sky suddenly darkened without warning.

"Boom!"

The muffled thunder, like the wheels of a chariot rolling over the clouds, rolled in from the distant horizon.

But the thunder wasn't crisp; instead, it carried a suffocating, oppressive feeling, as if some enormous creature was breathing above the clouds.

"What's going on? Is it going to rain?"

Meng Yi paused for a moment, then looked up at the sky.

Su Ming also subconsciously raised his head.

Upon seeing this, his pupils instantly contracted to the size of pinpoints.

In the southeast direction of Xianyang City, where General Wang Jian's residence is located, a thick, almost tangible column of black smoke rose into the sky like a black dragon, piercing straight into the clouds!

That wasn't cooking smoke, nor was it a fire.

That's... corpse energy!

The terrifying corpse aura was a hundred times stronger than that of ordinary Black Iron Warriors, and even had a faint hint of dark gold!

As the corpse energy erupted, the sky within a ten-mile radius was instantly shrouded in dark clouds, the sunlight was blocked, the temperature plummeted, and a terrifying pressure from the level of life spread in all directions like a tide.

"This...this is..."

Meng Yi's expression changed drastically. He gripped his sword hilt, a reaction of a seasoned soldier to danger. "Such a powerful aura of malevolence! Could a peerless demon have been unleashed?"

"demon?"

Su Ming took a deep breath, and the dejection and embarrassment in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by an unprecedented fervor and excitement.

He threw the tiger penis soup in his hand away, smashing it on the ground with a loud thud, splashing the soup everywhere.

"Screw those demons!"

Su Ming laughed loudly, pointing in that direction, his voice trembling slightly with excitement:

"That's General Wang! That's our Great Qin's first... Flying War God!"

"It's done! With the T-virus enhancement fluid and that true dragon's reverse scale... Wang Jian has truly broken through the limits of human capability!"

[Beep! S-level bioenergy response detected!]

[Target: Wang Jian.]

[Status: In the process of super evolution...]

[Current Evolution Direction: Flying Yaksha (High-Ranking Combat Unit of the Corpse Clan)!]

The system notification sounded at the right time, confirming Su Ming's guess.

"Go! Go quickly!"

Su Ming grabbed Meng Yi, who was still in a daze, and ran like the wind towards Wang Jian's residence.

"Forget about all the rumors! Compared to this, my innocence is nothing!"

"The Qin Dynasty's air force... is about to be born!"