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

The air inside the hall seemed to have been sucked out, leaving only a suffocating silence.

Zhao Gao collapsed to the ground, the forged imperial edict lying beside him, now appearing particularly glaring. Faced with Ying Zheng's question, which sounded like metal scraping, this usually arrogant and treacherous official didn't even have the courage to lift his eyelids, trembling like a leaf.

If it were the living First Emperor, Zhao Gao might have dared to use his silver tongue to argue his point.

But the one in front of me...

With its entire body covered in red fur, blue face, fangs, and glowing green eyes, this was no emperor! It was clearly a demon who had crawled back from the eighteenth level of hell to claim a life!

"What? Are you mute?"

Ying Zheng tilted his head slightly, and a crisp "crack" sound came from his neck. He seemed to be still not proficient in controlling this new body, and every movement carried a stiff yet explosive mechanical feel.

He slowly raised his hand, and his hand, covered in red hair and with nails like knives, grabbed at the air. The sharp whistling sound of the air being torn apart sent chills down everyone's spine.

"Li Si".

Ying Zheng did not continue to interrogate Zhao Gao, who was on the verge of fainting from fright. Instead, he turned his stiff eyes, and the two eerie green flames locked onto the trembling prime minister standing to the side. "Come here. I... want to see you."

Li Si, whose name was called, suddenly shuddered, his old face turning ashen.

To go or not to go?

What if His Majesty is delirious right now and bites off his head to use as a football?

If you don't go, that would be defying the imperial decree, and not just any decree from such an inhuman emperor. The consequences would probably be worse than death.

Li Si took a deep breath. As a leading figure of Legalism and the Prime Minister of Qin, he ultimately possessed a composure that was difficult for ordinary people to match. He shakily straightened his crooked official hat, and with a forced smile, he walked step by step toward the dragon bed.

Ten steps. Five steps. Three steps.

As the distance closed, the overwhelming murderous aura almost froze Li Si's blood. It was a terrifying aura that combined imperial power with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, making his knees weak.

Finally, he stood before the imperial steps, mustered his courage and raised his head, but the moment he saw Ying Zheng's face, his pupils suddenly contracted.

It's even more frightening up close.

His skin was a lifeless bluish-gray, like an iron-cast mask. Most terrifyingly, as Ying Zheng slightly opened his mouth to breathe, two inch-long, gleaming white fangs were bared outside his lips, with even a trace of sticky saliva clinging to them.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

Li Si felt a surge of heat suddenly become uncontrollable, and his crotch felt warm. This powerful Prime Minister of Qin was truly terrified and wet himself at that moment.

His legs buckled, and he collapsed to his knees with a thud, his voice trembling with tears:

"Your Majesty! Your imperial body... these... aren't your teeth a bit too long? Is this really... is this truly immortality?"

These words immediately caused a stir in the previously quiet hall.

Although the officials dared not raise their heads, the murmurs and chattering of their voices could not be concealed. No one was blind; those fangs didn't look like they were meant for eating vegetables, but rather for gnawing on necks!

"tooth?"

Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously raised his hand to touch the corner of his mouth.

His fingertips touched the cold, hard fangs, and a flicker of confusion crossed his green eyes, quickly followed by an uncontrollable surge of murderous intent. He yearned for immortality, but he absolutely did not want to become a monster!

Just as Ying Zheng's emotions were about to spiral out of control, his previously suppressed bloodlust was about to erupt once again.

"Those are dragon teeth! Those are the teeth of a real dragon!"

A hysterical roar suddenly erupted, forcefully pulling the situation back from the brink of collapse.

Su Ming slid to his knees and rushed to Li Si's side, grabbing Li Si's trembling shoulder and shouting at Ying Zheng, his face flushed and neck bulging, "Your Majesty! This is a return to ancestral traits! This is an auspicious omen! Have you forgotten what the totem of our Great Qin is?"

"It's a black bird! It's a black dragon!"

Su Ming spoke at breakneck speed, giving no one time to think. "Legend has it that the ancient ancestral dragon held the mandate of heaven in its mouth, its teeth like sharp swords, capable of chewing up stars! Your Majesty, now that you have shed your mortal form and attained sainthood, it is perfectly normal for you to grow dragon teeth! This means that you have evolved from a 'human' into a 'god'!"

At this point, Su Ming turned and glared at Li Si, looking at him with a disappointed expression:

"Prime Minister! If you were to witness a true dragon descending to earth, would you ask why it has horns? You're just being a hypocrite! You're making a mountain out of a molehill!"

Li Si was sprayed with spittle and was completely stunned.

How could this possibly be made up for?

However, it must be said that although Su Ming's nonsense was outrageous, it somehow made perfect sense in this extremely terrifying atmosphere. After all, no one has ever seen what a real dragon looks like; what if it really did look like that?

The rage in Ying Zheng's eyes gradually faded, replaced by a thoughtful expression.

"Dragon Fang...crushing stars..."

He muttered to himself, his voice still hoarse and unpleasant, but the chill in his tone had lessened considerably. He lowered his head, looking at his hands, which resembled ghostly claws, their black nails gleaming metallically in the candlelight.

"Minister Su is right."

Ying Zheng spoke slowly, and tried to clench his fist.

"But this physical form... is indeed somewhat frightening. However, I sensed power within it."

As he spoke, his gaze swept across the table in front of him. On it sat a pure gold wine cup, his favorite possession, weighing a full pound and incredibly sturdy.

Ying Zheng extended two fingers and gently pinched the golden goblet.

No force was used.

I didn't even feel any obstruction.

"Snap!"

With a crisp crack, the hard golden goblet was crushed into powder like a crisp biscuit! Not deformed, but pulverized! Gold dust mixed with fragments fell from between his fingers, sprinkling onto the black dragon robe like a golden rain.

The hall fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at the scene, forgetting even to breathe.

That's pure gold! Even the strongest person could only flatten it at most. To crush it into powder? That would require an incredibly strong grip.

"Okay...okay! Great!"

Ying Zheng stared at the gold powder in his palm for a long time, then burst into wild laughter.

"Hahaha! This is immortality! This is power!"

Laughter echoed through the hall, shaking dust from the roof beams. Ying Zheng suddenly stood up, and the aura he unleashed in that instant was ten times more terrifying than when he was at his peak!

He no longer found the red fur ugly, nor did he find the fangs an eyesore.

Before, though he possessed immense wealth, he was ultimately just an ordinary person tormented by illness, needing assistance even to walk. But now? He felt that what surged within him wasn't blood, but magma! An inexhaustible well of energy!

This body is terrifyingly strong!

"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations, Your Majesty! You have achieved great success in your divine arts; may you live as long as the heavens!"

Upon seeing this, Su Ming immediately took the lead in kowtowing, his voice nearly hoarse from shouting.

This is a sure thing! As long as Brother Zheng believes he's strong, then this isn't a medical malpractice, it's a super evolution!

Seeing this, how could the officials dare to be negligent? They knelt down like wheat being harvested, shouting "Long live the Emperor!" Even if they secretly thought the emperor was a monster, who dared to utter a single word of dissent? Look at the pile of gold dust on the ground—whose neck was harder than gold?

However, amidst a jubilant chorus of praises.

in the corner.

Zhao Gao, who had just gotten up, was staring intently at the triumphant Ying Zheng. His sinister, triangular eyes showed no joy, but rather a deeper fear and malice.

He looked at the scroll of the imperial edict on the ground, then at Ying Zheng's inhuman claws.

"monster……"

Zhao Gao muttered those two words through gritted teeth in his heart.

Although Ying Zheng was terrifying in the past, he was still a human being, subject to birth, aging, sickness, and death, and experiencing the seven emotions and six desires. Zhao Gao was able to manipulate him to some extent by observing his words and flattering him.

But now?

This guy has turned into an invulnerable, incredibly strong zombie! How can anyone play this game? If Qin Shi Huang gets angry one day, he won't even need to issue a decree; he can just bite him to death in one bite!

"No...this monster cannot be allowed to live."

Zhao Gao quietly kicked the scroll of the imperial edict into the shadows, his fingers digging deep into his flesh, blood seeping from under his nails.

"Since poison can't kill you, we have to think of another way. Great Qin... must not fall into the hands of a man-eating monster."

His gaze turned sinisterly to Su Ming, a cruel smile curving his lips.

"Su Ming, is that it? You created this monster, so let's start with you. Once you're dead, let's see if this red-haired monster, without its handler, will go berserk and devour the entire court!"

Just as Zhao Gao was filled with scheming and plotting, Ying Zheng on the stage suddenly stopped laughing.

He twitched his nostrils, and his bright green eyes suddenly turned, staring intently at Zhao Gao.

"Zhao Gao."

Ying Zheng's voice was soft, yet it carried a chilling aura that could freeze one to the bone, "I think I just heard... you calling me a monster in your mind?"

"Would you like to try...my teeth?"