Transform into a human

Clients have all sorts of strange requests, but this is the first time I've seen something so bizarre.

"Uh...is it creating an illusion?"

This level of prank wouldn't attract the attention of Mischievous City.

"No, it's about incorporating the tricks of con artists, so that the final effect can bring the dead back to life for a short time, or at least leave them in a half-dead state."

"And we should see something in the next few weeks."

After thinking for a long time, Fan Buzhe finally came up with a solution:

"Theoretically, it's not difficult to achieve. Archaeologists can easily create a batch of similar fake artifacts. But I need to let you know in advance that fake artifacts, after all, have the word 'fake' in them, so they can't be used many times..."

The Vatican often acts as a mouthpiece for both the black and white factions, and he felt that this young girl might be a spokesperson for a warlord in some border region, who might be trying to create an undead army or an immortal army through this method—it's best to be upfront when dealing with these people.

Good heavens, I wonder which galaxy is about to be engulfed in bloodshed again.

But he doesn't need to go against money.

Xia Du shook his head: "It's alright, we'll only use it a few times in crucial moments."

This batch of fake relics is enough to cause trouble once!

Fan Buzhao, however, interpreted it as something else entirely:

"So this is a crucial battle, huh? That's a gambler's mentality."

He quickly said:

"If I told you that I could handle this by myself, I would be insulting your intelligence. Not to mention me, even if all the archaeologists in the entire police headquarters worked themselves to the bone, they still couldn't build it."

"I need time to contact my colleagues. I estimate that we'll need archaeologists from the central star system to work together and empty our inventory before we can possibly complete this project."

For most people in the Federation, while extraordinary individuals are quite common in society, not everyone has the opportunity to come into contact with them. The central star system, with a total population of tens of billions, could at most unearth tens of thousands of archaeologists, and it wouldn't be impossible for each of them to work tirelessly to complete a hundred artifacts.

only……

"Such a big commotion can't be kept from the Investigation Bureau. I need to find out who wants this shipment."

His meaning was clear: the warlords in the border regions all had different supporters behind them, such as the Anti-Human Alliance, Neutral Countries, Demi-humans, Old Nobles, Dragonborn, and the Federation. The warlords behind Xiadu should ideally be backed by the federal government, so that the Bureau of Investigation might turn a blind eye.

Xia Du sneered, arrogantly pulling out a crystal family crest and flashing it in front of Fan Buzhe, who, relying on his sharp eyesight, naturally saw it clearly—

In the northern lands, at the home of Luo An.

He felt a chill; it turned out that this group of soldiers was supported by the Luo family.

Indeed, without official backing, which military leader would dare to come to the Central Star System to order weapons?

He couldn't help but sigh inwardly:

"I never expected this, I never imagined I'd be an arms dealer one day."

History students at federal universities probably never dreamed they would have this kind of career path in the future.

But as I said before, it's not worth getting worked up over money.

Fifteen minutes later, Xia Du left Wenyizhai satisfied. After seeing the Luo An family crest, Fan Buzhe didn't even ask her for the deposit. This was the reputation of an old-established wealthy family.

She can finally go to Samirburg to meet up!

In fact, the mischief plan that Yue Lai and Luo An had discussed was very simple: to wake up the ancestors of the Sosa people who were sleeping on their pillows during the peak tourist season of the Three Days Edict. Whether the Sosa people would be happy about it is unknown, but the tourists would definitely be quite frightened.

However, since this satisfies the Sosa people's tradition of being close to death, the officials of the Kingdom of Platinum will not show any additional resistance, and for tourists it is an outright "prank," thus perfectly resolving the conflict between mischief and the law.

That's why people are said to easily develop path dependence in their actions. Xia Du still remembers when she was a child, Yue Lai would always wake up the dried-up corpse in the bakery next door to scare her, which is why she has no concept of death now.

This was a truly nasty joke for a little girl.

"It's exactly the kind of plan he would come up with."

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Samir Fortress, Palace City.

"The people of Sosa value history very much."

"It's not just them, all subhumans are the same," Yue Lai pointed out the contents of the book to Li. "The birth of all subhumans comes from some kind of accident in the extraordinary world. They desperately want to gain recognition, recognition from others, and recognition from themselves."

Li shifted his gaze to the book, which recorded the origins of the Sosa people.

In the year 1899 of the astrological calendar, the human expeditionary force first arrived at the Eastern Wall. Unlike the Celestial Stable, which had a honeymoon period with the Siren, humans immediately launched a war against the Ash Species, known as the "Ash Wars".

In 1901, according to the astrological calendar, the expeditionary force had essentially secured victory, but the extremely strong polluting properties of the ash body only became apparent at this point, ultimately leading to the birth of the Sosa people and the forced cessation of the half-finished war of expansion.

"The concept of death does not exist in the society of the Ash Entity, so they naturally do not 'kill' the Allied Forces, but rather turn them into a kind of living dead."

"Humans used all sorts of ingenious methods to resist this transformation process. I heard that they slept on coffins... well, the habit of sleeping on coffin beds also originated from that time."

"No wonder they look no different from ordinary humans."

Yue Lai smiled and closed the book. The hotel owner had already completed the check-in process.

"I'm sorry, guest, but due to preparations for the three-day imperial edict, it's been much more complicated for outsiders to check in lately."

"I understand, I understand."

The two walked one after the other up the emerald and gold-decorated staircase to the second floor.

"Huh, where are Mo and the others?" Yue Lai was truly frightened. After the last time they caused trouble, he had told Mo and Cavendish to be extremely careful around their rebellious son, but they had disappeared again in just a short while!

"Did you go to your room early?"

"I still have the room key, they—"

Yue Lai abruptly stopped speaking. How could Li possibly ask such a foolish question!

He suddenly turned around, and the person following him was no longer Li, but a living dead man with pus oozing from his face!

It was pinching its throat with one hand, trying hard to imitate Li's voice.

"Hehe, you found out." The corpse man's lips curled into an ugly smile, seemingly a little embarrassed.

"Can't I just play the role of a living person a little longer?!"

Yue Lai had already brought his sword down!

When the corpse was cleaved in two, his eyes were still filled with disbelief. He hadn't expected that the younger generation would be so lacking in martial ethics, not even giving them time for pre-battle trash talk!

Its two halves turned to ashes and reassembled into the shape of a human in the distance.

Just as Yue Lai was about to take advantage of his illness to kill him, he was shocked to find that he was already surrounded by thick white fog—clearly, he was no longer in the inn!

From the outside, the two appeared to be inside a bronze lei (a type of wine vessel).

The corpse laughed loudly:

"I haven't eaten human flesh in a long time, so today I'll steam you to death to satisfy my craving!"