The ever-changing star starts with a rice cooker.

Chapter 178 Being Kept by a Sugar Daddy (4,000 words)

Rumble.

The killing intent was like a knife, and the soul fire burned fiercely.

Neither of the two undead factions backed down, and they began a frenzied exchange of fire whenever they encountered each other.

The person staring at the vending machine was dumbfounded, completely stunned.

They're really going to fight!

It was too brutal; the ground was littered with the remains of the dead, and there was no way to collect them all.

They were really fighting desperately; whether it was the undead boss or his minions, none of them intended to return alive.

Ning Du was starting to doubt whether the food she had bought was really that delicious.

He secretly took out a piece of ghost chocolate and took a bite.

I really don't feel anything!

Why are these undead acting like they've gone mad?

I can't understand it, I can't see it clearly.

But he knew that the best thing for him to do at this moment was to remain completely still.

Who knows if these undead will suddenly start spending money while they're fighting?

These undead have no brains!

Ning Du just wanted them to finish fighting quickly so as not to affect his waiting for the spatial rift to appear.

If this continues, he fears the world will be completely destroyed because of his vending machine!

In the Land of the Dead, nothing but bone fragments remained below.

The blood moon in the sky finally opened its eyes and saw all of this.

Blood Moon was surprised and quickly awakened its leader, the Undead Lord.

The Lord of the Dead was even more astonished when he saw this.

What's wrong?

How did his once-well-behaved subordinates suddenly start killing each other?

This hasn't happened in many years.

Even when humans attacked and nearly destroyed the world last time, there was no mention of the undead killing each other.

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What could be the situation that caused the undead to clash?

The Lord of the Dead thought it over and over and concluded that there was only one possibility.

That is, the dead are vying for the throne.

Yes, that's the only possibility.

With the original undead ruler gone, the remaining undead fought each other to create a new ruler!

But now, this old lord of the dead is not dead.

hateful!

Are some undead spirits breaking free from the suppression of their innate rank and starting a rebellion?

The Lord of the Dead was furious. This was a disregard for him and a violation of the rules that had been in place in the world of the dead for so many years.

I can't wait, I can't resist.

The Undead Lord flew directly down from the Blood Moon and arrived in the midst of the thousands of undead fighting in a few flashes.

He didn't need to do anything; he just stood there, and all the spirits immediately stopped.

Because all the undead felt their soul fire being suppressed by a white, blazing sun.

This is a hierarchical suppression from the soul, leaving them no power to resist.

The monarch will ignore low-ranking undead.

Only those high-ranking undead who cause trouble can be forcibly captured by the monarch with a single grasp of his hand.

These troublesome undead bosses approached the monarch, their soul flames trembling and flickering within them.

Without uttering a word, the monarch immediately crushed the two most powerful undead on both sides.

The soul fire suddenly went out, and even the strongest undead BOSS instantly turned into dust and fell to the ground.

The remaining spirits trembled even more.

Fear, an emotion rarely found among the undead, began to creep over their bodies as their soul fire was about to go out.

"Tell me, why exactly?"

The words of the Lord of the Dead carried an emphasis throughout the heavens and earth.

The other undead began to speak, uttering various undead languages ​​that were incomprehensible to them.

If a human were to listen to this, they would probably think the person is mentally ill, and they wouldn't understand what it's saying at all.

But the Undead Lord only needs to sense the fluctuations in their soulfire to know what they mean.

Then----

The Undead Lord then looked at a certain vending machine.

Meanwhile, the vending machine was just watching the show from the sidelines, only missing a handful of sunflower seeds in its hand.

Landing gracefully, the Undead Lord looked at the vending machine, which had never appeared in the Undead World before, with surprise on his face.

The vending machine stared in astonishment at the tiny figure before it.

First of all, the Undead Lord is certain that this thing is an undead. Neither its aura nor its soul fire is related to any other race. It is definitely an undead.

It just looks a bit strange, but that's nothing. There are plenty of strange-looking undead.

As the Lord of the Dead, what kind of bullshit haven't I seen in the world of the dead?

Secondly, the vending machine also confirmed that the pale-faced, human-like figure with soul fire in his eyes, and who was not wearing any clothes, was a top-tier undead boss.

Both its aura and its appearance sent a chill down the vending machine's spine.

It even reminded the vending machine of the day it scared away the undead knight, and what it looked like in that form.

It's similar to the person in front of me; if not exactly the same, they're about 70-80% similar.

That means there's a high chance that the person in front of you is the undead lord of this world.

The strongest in this world!

Even a brain is worth 10,000 points.

Of course, that's assuming you can beat them.

Saying you can't beat them by any number of points is nonsense.

"Can it talk?"

The Lord of the Dead suddenly spoke. He instinctively sensed that the undead in front of him was different; perhaps it possessed intelligence and could speak.

When Ning Du heard the other party speak human language, he almost answered aloud.

Fortunately, at the crucial moment, he had a sudden inspiration.

Speaking human language at this moment would be like walking into a trap.

I finally managed to get a decent undead disguise, and if it gets seen through, being torn to pieces would be the least of my worries.

Ningdu felt like he was turned to ashes, ground into powder.

"Hurry up," Ning Du replied with only his gestures, pointing to his coin slot and then to the contents of the vending machine.

I believe the undead lord in front of me can understand. The other undead bosses are fine; they can understand what I mean. Surely a lord of such power wouldn't be even less intelligent?

Clearly, Ning Du was overthinking things.

The Undead Lord certainly understands what it means.

Invest money?

The Lord of the Dead thought for a moment, then raised his hand and grabbed.

In an instant, countless undead surrendered their soul fire, which was kneaded and compressed in the hands of the Undead Lord.

Within seconds, a real "Undead Coin" appeared in the Undead Lord's hand, containing pure "Soulfire Power," making Ning Du's mouth water.

This thing probably won't even need refining once you get your hands on it; you can absorb it directly on your own.

This is great stuff!

Ding-dong.

The Undead Coins were inserted into the vending machine.

Suddenly, the vending machine door slowly opened, gently, with a captivating clicking sound of bones.

When working for a big boss, the most important thing is to have a sense of "ritual".

The Undead Lord begins selecting his goods.

The small soulfire below, which is very popular with other undead bosses, is not even worth a glance from the Undead Lord.

I immediately picked up the grey and white chocolate, opened the package, and took a small bite.

Suddenly, Ning Du saw the soul fire in the eyes of the Undead Lord light up.

That light was like a dying person seeing a glimmer of hope.

It was a greedy ghost that saw the glitter of gold.

"Ah~~~"

The Undead Lord let out a "seductive" cry.

Then Ningdu saw him start to writhe.

He twisted his body, and the other spirits exchanged glances, seemingly unsure of what to do.

The monarch has started to act strangely, what are we supposed to do?

What are we waiting for? Let's all twist together!

These undead bosses are truly intelligent!

Seeing the monarch start dancing, everyone quickly joins in. When the big boss starts dancing, the underlings are even more cooperative.

In an instant, Ning Du saw all the spirits writhing and twitching, their movements increasingly alluring.

Hey, no, are you all crazy?!

Ning Du really wanted to complain, but he didn't dare to say a word.

I've seen flirtatious people, but I've never seen anyone this flirtatious.

After twisting it a little longer, he felt that this undead lord could be a celebrity.

Center position, must be center position.

Let's give a shout-out to our monarch brother!

After a long while, the Lord of the Dead finally stopped.

He pointed to the chocolate in his hand and spoke.

"I felt the breath of life, the rebirth of the dead!"

His words left Ning Du even more bewildered.

What is that?

They're just selling things they don't understand, so how come they're calling themselves "newcomers"?

How can you be reborn after you're already dead? What's wrong, are you having a baby?

That has nothing to do with me!

Don't think you can cheat me out of child support just because you ate my chocolate.

The Undead Lord should quickly buy more.

It must be said that these spirits were all very well-mannered "from childhood to adulthood".

Everyone knows that buying things costs money. If you don't pay, they won't take it; they definitely don't intend to steal it.

Then look at some humans, they're not even as good as the dead!

This time, the Undead Lord obtained the foul water again.

He was a monarch after all, and he was different from the other "poor ghosts" of the dead.

Once they get their hands on other undead, they start chugging them down, regardless of whether they have mouths or not. If that doesn't work, they even pour it directly onto themselves.

The Undead Lord took only a small sip.

With just that small bite, the Undead Lord lost his focus again, and he seemed about to start twisting around once more.

Sigh, can't we try a different way of twisting it?

If this is all you know, then this is a bad review!

"The aura that transcends death—I actually tasted it!"

The Lord of the Dead then spoke of the value of "stinking water".

Ning Du quickly memorized it: This water could actually make the dead taste something?

That's really strange!

If that's the case, then he really did sell it at a bit of a bargain.

No, no, we have to raise prices, we absolutely must raise prices.

From now on, no matter which undead comes to buy, you have to offer them something that satisfies them.

You can't just give them some soul fire and sell them.

That's not how you do business.

Having tasted only two dishes, the Undead Lord completely understood why his undead subordinates were fighting each other.

This isn't about fighting for status, it's about fighting for everything!

This vending machine in front of them represents everything beyond status for the dead.

How can such a treasure be left here for other dead souls to enjoy?

We must move out!

He wants to move this thing to the Blood Moon.

Only he can enjoy what's inside.

Without further ado, the Undead Lord used a little of his soul fire power to float the vending machine into the air.

In that instant, Ning Du knew something was wrong.

I'm about to be captured by the Lord of the Dead. And what happens after that? No doubt, I'll be kept as a mistress.

Being kept as a sugar daddy is one thing if the woman is rich.

However, the undead was a rather unattractive little undead ruler, so Ning Du naturally refused to obey even at the cost of his life.

Even vending machines have dignity!

What?

What should I do?

At the critical moment, Ning Du suddenly had a good idea.

Play dead!

The moment he took off, Ning Du began to shake violently, his hands and feet trembling wildly, and he even showed signs of self-harm, eating everything in the vending machine.

Then it makes a "whoosh whoosh" sound, as if it's about to explode!

This action finally frightened the Lord of the Dead so much that he quickly released him back.

Once Ningdu was released, he stopped "going mad." When the Lord of the Dead lifted him up again, he started screaming and moving around wildly.

After several attempts, the Undead Lord was completely "convinced" and stopped moving the vending machine.

Although he didn't understand what was going on, the Undead Lord absolutely wouldn't allow the vending machine to malfunction after he had eaten from it.

He would rather have an accident himself than have the vending machine have an accident.

There's no other way; if we can't take it with us, we'll just leave it with the guards.

The Lord of the Dead raised his hand and waved it.

Swiftly, the black mountain at the edge of the horizon took flight, accompanied by a thunderous roar, and quickly arrived not far from Ningdu.

Immediately afterwards, countless stones disintegrated, reassembled, and flew rapidly towards them.

Construction proceeded at breakneck speed around Ningdu, and within just a few minutes, the Black Stone Palace was built all around Ningdu.

Though not ornate, it was imposing. Then, the Undead Lord began to infuse the palace with undead curses. Various curses transformed into skull shapes, soul flames flickered, and ghosts remained, standing beside Ning Du as guardians.

Ning Du was astonished. What is this?!

Was a residence built for him?

How can there be so many people monitoring him? This is ridiculous.

What happens when he transforms to eat or even defecate?

Chun Chun is doomed!

The lord of the dead has built a magnificent palace, but he is still not satisfied.

Then he had the undead bosses stationed around the palace.

Judging from the looks of it, they intend to turn Ningdu into a treasure of the underworld.

It is protected by layers of guards and countless watchmen, so that not only humans, but even ordinary undead bosses cannot get close to it.

After the lord of the dead finished, he began to build a new palace behind it.

Ning Du glanced at his actions and wondered if the undead lord was planning to live with him.

When Ning Du saw that even the bed was prepared, he was utterly desperate.

Yes, the Lord of the Dead cannot take him away.

But people can settle down here!

It's really going to become part of the Undead Lord's collection, it's really going to be kept by him.

Ning Du was on the verge of tears, and said, "Let's just say we can't turn into a vending machine."

Look at what happens when you turn into a vending machine! It's so cruel!

The undead lord, having built halfway through, seemed to get hungry again and ran over to take out a crystal and stuff it into the coin slot.

Ding-dong!

The Lord of the Dead opened the door again, this time choosing the bloody mess.

"Here's a fragment of a law; I hope it will give you wisdom in the future, and that we'll be together forever!"

The Undead Lord smiled.

Ning Du was a little confused.

Fragments of the Law?

You should put this thing in the vending machine too.

You're not innocent, you're sick.

Okay, I'll accept it.

But could you please move away from me? Even vending machines need privacy.

Ning Du roared inwardly.

Just then, a clicking sound came from not far away.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar spatial rift began to open rapidly.

"Um?

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The Lord of the Dead turned his head.

The vending machine also looked over quickly, and in an instant, its entire body froze.

Spatial rift!

Return to the spatial rift in the human world.

He's finally here; you've come at just the right time.

I want to go home, I want to go home right now!

Ning Du screamed inwardly, but there was one problem: the undead lord beside him would definitely not let him go.

What?

What should we do now?

Someone please help me lure this undead lord away!