The ever-changing star starts with a rice cooker.

Chapter 175 The Undead Lord's Vending Machine (4,000 words)

The deadly battle is over.

Fully loaded, yet unable to return.

After the fight, Ning Du suddenly realized that even though he had defeated the Undead Knight Commander, the crisis wasn't completely over.

Once he leaves the Holy City of the Subspace, he will return to the Land of the Dead.

Won't it still be the same in the end?

Wait a minute, it seems like we don't have to die.

Why doesn't he just become an undead?

What's wrong? A vending machine made of undead isn't undead?

I'm accusing you of discriminating against the spirits of the new century!

Having figured this out, Ning Du felt a little relieved.

However, he dared not be careless, after all, it concerned his own life.

Therefore, Ning Du still needs to be more careful. He plans to go to the Invisible Ones' stronghold to gather more information.

Leave the Death Arena and return to the Holy City of the Warp.

As soon as I stepped outside, a bunch of random people came over to congratulate me.

"Well done, you shapeshifter!"

"Haha, with odds of 1 to 200, you've made me a lot of money. I'll give you some World Coins as a reward."

"My God, I've never seen a shapeshifter like you before. You even have holy water! Can I have some? I want to try it."

"Shapeshifter, could you turn into an octopus? If you could, I'd like to invite you to my room."

Ning Du was surrounded by them, feeling like he had encountered a group of enthusiastic fans.

Moreover, these "fans" don't want his autograph, they just want his "body".

Fortunately, forced buying and selling is not allowed in the Holy City, otherwise he felt that his "chastity" might be in jeopardy.

Among these fans was a pitiful little demon who grabbed Ning Du's leg and cried out, "Great Shapeshifter! Please have pity on me! Your bet of 1,800 World Coins now costs you 360,000 World Coins!"

As soon as he mentioned this, Ning Du immediately remembered it.

Oh, right, there's this one too!

Ning Du immediately held out his hand to him, "Then give it to me!"

The little demon cried even louder: "Great Shapeshifter, this is all my possessions! If you take it, I'll die in the Holy City! Please have mercy and leave me some. I'll repay you later!"

Ning Du was about to say, "Then I'll leave you ten World Coins."

As a result, the other beings nearby mercilessly exposed the little devil's lie.

"Don't believe the shapeshifter; he has a house in the Holy City."

"Countless people in the Holy City have been swindled out of World Coins by him."

"If you let him go today, he'll try to trick you again next time. This cunning fellow can't be let off the hook!"

Upon hearing this, the others unanimously agreed that they could not let this little demon go.

Ning Du is also someone who listens to advice.

"Did you hear that? The eyes of the masses are discerning. 360,000 World Coins, not a single one can be missing."

Seeing that his little tricks were useless.

The little devil's wailing stopped instantly.

Then the little demon revealed a vicious expression and said to Ning Du, "Do you know who I am? Do you know who you've offended today? You little shapeshifter, I'll be watching you. No matter which world you're in, you'd better watch your back from now on!"

Hearing that he dared to threaten him, Ning Du laughed and said, "Really? I'm so scared. Do you know what my reward is after winning this ancient deathmatch today? It's that I can meet a god and ask for his help. Guess if I tell the god I want to execute you, will the god grant my request?"

One question left the little devil completely speechless.

Left with no other choice, the little demon grinned, his lips trembling, and stuffed a crystal card into Ning Du's hand before quickly leaving.

"Shapeshifter, I'll remember you, I'll remember you forever!"

The little demon disappeared quickly.

Ning Du took out the card containing World Currency and checked it to confirm that the amount was correct.

Hmm, 360,000 World Coins.

Although I still can't afford a house in the holy city, 360,000 seems like a lot that can be done.

Ning Du's time in the Holy City was limited. After retrieving the World Coins, he hurriedly headed back to the Unseen Ones' stronghold.

On the way, Ningdu encountered a very strange skeleton.

He stood on the street, staring intently at Ning Du, his head moving as Ning Du moved forward.

Ning Du didn't know him, nor did he know what he was up to.

However, they didn't block the road or say anything; they just watched Ningdu leave.

Ning Du felt something was very wrong, but didn't know what to say.

Could it be because I'm too handsome that the skeleton has taken a liking to me?

Tsk tsk tsk, these days even the dead aren't behaving themselves!

Upon arriving at the Unseen Ones' stronghold, Ning Du was given an even warmer welcome.

"A toast to the shapeshifters!"

"Hahaha, a shapeshifter defeated a ghost knight! This is the most ridiculous thing I've ever seen!"

"If every shapeshifter were as strong as you, the whole world would be unrecognizable!"

Ning Du couldn't understand why these invisible beings were so happy to see him win.

But he could sense that these invisible beings didn't really have any ill intentions.

Ning Du quickly made another request to them for information about the underworld.

This time, however, he didn't know the specific number of this undead world.

But it doesn't matter. Just from his description, it turns out that there are still invisible beings who can find this world and provide relevant information.

Although the intelligence wasn't complete, it was certainly enough to guide Ning Du on how to survive after they returned.

"Oh! The newly born Lord of the Undead. The undead world largely follows a strict hierarchical system, its very nature altered by the undead. Undead Source Crystals, one of the products of the world's laws—"

Ning Du stared at the newly acquired intelligence, his eyes widening.

The cursed armored figure laughed and said, "You won't die in the Land of the Dead, will you, shapeshifter?"

Ning Du replied, "I don't want to die either. I want to return to the human world through the Land of the Dead as much as possible."

The cursed armor continued, "I see. Then take my advice: never try to deal with the Undead Lord. It's best to avoid him altogether. Stay where the last world rift appeared, and ideally, just stay there and don't wander around. That's the fastest way for you to return to the human world."

"Understood, thank you."

Ning Du nodded and finished the drink that the Cursed Armor had handed him in one gulp.

Suddenly, the cursed armor continued, "But actually, if you're not in a hurry to leave, you can stay in the Netherworld for a while longer. The Netherworld is one of the few worlds where you can increase your strength by endlessly consuming soulfire. You're a shapeshifter, you can become an undead, and if you can also absorb soulfire, just think about how awesome that would be."

Ning Du slightly opened his mouth.

He had never imagined it would be like this; there was actually such a way to do it?

That sounds like it makes some sense.

Maybe we should really give it a try!

The time spent in the holy city passed in the blink of an eye.

Ningdu is conserving its strength and preparing for its return.

Just as the world around him suddenly changed, Ning Du quickly steadied himself and landed steadily.

The Undead Vending Machine has arrived!

Fearing something might change, Ningdu has remained in the form of an undead vending machine ever since the battle ended.

Now that you're back, quickly look around.

The Land of the Dead remains, and the Blood Moon still shines.

As expected, he was back here. Ning Du quickly ran a little distance away to avoid being targeted by anything, especially from the air.

Those huge, floating black shadows.

But this time, because he was originally in the form of an undead vending machine.

So not a single undead stared at him. Even those in the air glanced at him and then looked away.

For the dead, life is about being in a daze, being bored, and drifting aimlessly.

If you encounter any living creature, it's slaughter.

If you can't touch them, they're like moving stones.

huh~~

Ning Du breathed a long sigh of relief. Regardless, he had passed the first hurdle.

His undead vending machine was so perfectly designed that ordinary undead couldn't tell the difference.

As for the unusual ones, Ning Du hopes not to encounter them.

Look more closely and search for the spatial rift that leads back to the human world.

But no matter how I looked, I couldn't find a trace of it. If I hadn't been certain that when it was sent back from subspace, the original location would not have changed, I would have been even more certain.

Ning Du even suspected that he might have been transported to the wrong place after returning from the subspace.

The boundless sea of ​​skeletons and the endless cursed land gave Ning Du no desire to go and search for them.

Now, all that's echoing in Ning Du's mind are the words the cursed armor said to him.

"Stay where the last world rift appeared, and ideally, stay there and don't wander off. That's the fastest way to get back to the human world!"

Ning Du believed that the curse on Senior Kai Shen meant there was no reason for him to lie to him.

So what do we do now?

Ning Du glanced around again, then decided to find a place to stay.

He couldn't just stand there like the other spirits, or wander aimlessly.

After watching for a while, Ning Du saw a small, raised mound of earth not far behind him, about ten meters high.

If this thing could be hollowed out, it could be used to create a temporary cave.

It also gives him a chance to catch his breath after the transformation ends.

Without hesitation, the vending machine took firm little steps forward, and then its hands changed shape.

With a spatula in his left hand and a wok in his right, he began to dig.

The pots and pans that usually become utensils can actually be used today.

They dug and dug and dug on the huge mound of earth!

He didn't know how long he would have to stay in the Land of the Dead.

It might take ten days or half a month, or a month or two, or even a year or two.

All he could do was try his best to survive, and to live a good life.

Just like when his parents had an accident and he was all alone.

Minor setbacks can't defeat me, hahahahaha!

After spending an entire day, Ning Du finally managed to dig a safe haven for himself.

There's enough room to store one vending machine!

It took Ningdu a few more days to reinforce the cave where they had settled down and to install a gate.

The materials were all picked up randomly, mostly undead bones.

Just assemble them quickly, and you're good to go.

If all else fails, Ningdu secretly transforms into a rice cooker and performs alchemy in the cave.

Making some little gadgets for yourself is no big deal.

Ningdu can take care of his own food and drink; it's not a problem.

The only thing he needs to overcome here is loneliness.

However, Ningdu quickly found a way to relieve his boredom.

That means becoming a vending machine for undead, capturing any small undead that pass by him.

He would beat up any weak undead, such as newly born skeletons or ghouls, and take their soulfire.

These unintelligent little undead didn't even understand why a vending machine was attacking them, and then they were doomed.

After Ning Du studied the soul fire collected from these undead, he found that it could indeed enhance the world's power, albeit by a small amount, and at least more rapidly than through his own training.

This made Ningdu even happier.

The Cursed Armor senior wasn't lying to him; the world of the dead truly has its unique aspects.

If you can endure loneliness, this is truly a great place to increase your global influence.

It took Ningdu about another 10 or 20 days to clean up all the small undead spirits around him.

At that moment, he realized something was wrong. This approach would only make him feel more lonely and bored.

After further careful consideration, Ning Du decided to change his strategy.

Instead of hunting these small undead, they use gray-white gems to control them.

Make them your underlings as much as possible.

They'll come one by one and be arrested one by one.

Once you have enough underlings, release them to go to farther places and capture the dead.

If there are many soul fires captured, absorb them.

Those with less soul fire will continue to become underlings.

This process repeats itself continuously, taking only one or two months.

Ning Du now has over a thousand undead minions under his command.

Under Ningdu's command, they began to expand outwards continuously.

Ning Du himself had become a minor undead lord in the undead world.

Unfortunately, no one knew about all that he had done.

If anyone knew, they would definitely be screaming "Holy crap!"

For a human to establish themselves in the Land of the Dead is already quite impressive. To actually become a minor lord is nothing short of a miracle.

Ning Du himself didn't think there was anything wrong with it; it was just a game he played to pass the time.

As a vending machine in the world of the dead, having no customers is bad enough.

If there isn't even anything to "have" about it, then it's incredibly boring.

Time passed day by day.

At first, Ning Du was a little anxious, thinking every day about why the spatial rift hadn't appeared yet and when he could go back.

What if I miss the college entrance exam?

Life is such a mess!

Later, I gradually calmed down.

Sigh, in this state, it's good enough that I'm still alive, what else can I think about?

If you're bored, read a book and continue your study of the profound and extensive true understanding of the myriad worlds of magic.

If there's really nothing else to do, then I'll modify the little undead under my command.

Today we'll give them big heads, tomorrow we'll give them three heads and six arms.

Time in the Land of the Dead is probably calculated according to the blood moon in the sky.

When the blood moon rises, it is daytime; when the blood moon sets, it is nighttime.

The time should undoubtedly be twenty-four hours. Ning Du is too lazy to calculate whether the exact time is particularly precise.

And so, Ningdu, this undead vending machine, settled down and lived peacefully in the world of the dead.

Aside from the fact that it looks a bit strange.

As for the others, vending machines have long been integrated into the world of the dead.

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