Joining Tiandao Company: Starting by mending a zombie world

Chu Sheng ignored Fatty Yu's shock.

After hanging up the phone,

He began practicing "Divine Speed ​​Transformation: Shrinking Earth Chapter".

The techniques provided by the company can be directly imprinted in the mind.

He closed his eyes.

According to the instructions, the golden-red true qi within the dantian should be mobilized.

"The method of shrinking the earth lies in the steps of the Big Dipper."

"Every step taken must be in harmony with the flow of the earth's veins, drawing upon the earth's energy as a stepping stone..."

The vital energy flowed along specific meridians to his feet, and he tried to take a step forward—

Swish!

He took a step forward and slammed into the wall with a loud thud, hitting his nose.

It made him sit on his bottom and fall flat on his backside.

"Ouch!" Chu Sheng rubbed his nose and turned around in surprise.

They were clearly on the other side just now.

With just one step, he almost rushed out.

If one cultivates it to its fullest potential, one might actually be able to shrink the distance between two inchs.

Thinking it over, he tried a few more times and gradually mastered the trick.

This "Divine Speed ​​Transformation" is truly extraordinary.

However, it consumed more true qi than he had imagined; just a few steps were enough to make him feel his dantian was completely empty.

It also requires a high degree of timing and physical coordination.

After practicing for an hour,

Chu Sheng, covered in sweat, collapsed onto the bed and began studying the "Killing Sword Technique" again.

The swordsmanship of the Northern Emperor School is known for its lethality.

This beginner's sword manual only has three moves: thrust, slash, and parry.

Chu Sheng used his fingers as a sword and gestured for a while.

……

Over the next three days, the fog in the mountains thinned and then thickened again.

Over and over again.

Until the morning of the third day,

After washing up, Chu Sheng went downstairs to the lobby for lunch, as was his custom.

"Chu Sheng, over here!" Dai Ran waved.

Chu Sheng walked over and sat down. Dai Ran handed him a bowl of porridge.

"Eat quickly, Amu said the fog has lifted today, so we can go into the mountains."

"real?"

Chu Sheng's spirits lifted.

Including my time in the zombie world, it's been almost a month since I've had a proper break.

All he wants to do right now is go home, take a nice shower, and soak his feet.

Professor Liu nodded:

"Amu went to check early this morning, and the fog in the mountains no longer affects the journey."

"That's great!" Zhang Hao said. "I can't wait to see what Princess Tomb looks like."

Sitting across from him, Zhao Xiaoyu pouted:

"It's just the tomb of a Qing Dynasty princess, not something from another dynasty."

Professor Liu glared at her:

"The Princess Tomb may be hiding a Manchu conspiracy; we must take it seriously!"

Zhao Xiaoyu pouted, not daring to say anything more, and lowered her head to drink her porridge.

Chu Sheng lowered his head and secretly glanced at Zhao Xiaoyu.

Today she changed into a more form-fitting outdoor outfit, with the zipper of her top deliberately pulled low, revealing a patch of snow-white skin.

Although she was wearing long pants, the pants were tight-fitting, outlining exaggerated curves.

If he remembered correctly, he had seen it online; it seemed to be... riding gear.

He shook his head and looked away.

after breakfast,

Led by Amu, the group set off towards Sanxiong Mountain carrying their equipment.

The mountain road was rugged and the forest was dense.

Amu led the way with a machete in hand.

Professor Liu and three students walked in the middle, while Chu Sheng and Dai Ran brought up the rear.

The further into the mountains you go, the more humid and chilly the air becomes.

Although the thick fog had dissipated, a faint mist still lingered in the forest.

Zhao Xiaoyu's outfit also showcased her advantages.

The various lines are particularly distinct.

Especially Chu Sheng, who was behind her, whenever they encountered a place to climb,

You can see a butterfly in each one.

"Everyone, stay close and don't fall behind."

Amu turned around and called out, "It's easy to get lost in these mountains. If you get separated, it'll be hard to find you."

Everyone responded and quickened their pace.

After walking for about an hour,

Amu, who was ahead, suddenly stopped and raised his right hand to signal everyone to stop.

"What's wrong?" Professor Liu asked as he stepped forward.

Amu squatted down and pointed to the ground: "Look."

The crowd gathered around and saw a series of messy footprints on the muddy ground.

The footprints were deep, as if someone had struggled through the mud.

"These aren't our people," Amu said in a deep voice. "Judging from the direction of these footprints, they're heading into the mountains."

"Could it be another expedition team?" Zhang Hao wondered.

"It doesn't look like it." Amu shook his head. "These footprints... something's not right."

Upon hearing this, Chu Sheng squatted down to examine the footprints closely. Just as Amu had said, some footprints only showed the shape of the forefoot, with the heel barely touching the ground.

"Like... a cripple?" Li Ming frowned.

"Or... a hopping zombie," Chu Sheng added.

"Zombies?" Amu stood up, startled. "Impossible! We don't have those things in our mountains."

As he spoke, he looked in the direction the footprints extended, his expression grave:

"Could it be that it was washed out of the mountains by the recent heavy rains?"

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, but Li Ming raised an eyebrow and smiled:

"Don't let Chu Sheng fool you guys. There are no zombies these days! Don't scare yourselves by watching too many zombie movies!"

"Who's scaring themselves?" Dai Ran said. "The day before yesterday at the gambling den, didn't you see Chu Sheng catching a ghost with one hand? You don't believe what he said, but you do?"

After hearing Dai Ran's words,

Li Ming's face immediately turned grim—being bullied by Ah Hu was an absolute disgrace to his life. He muttered:

"So what if it exists? I've never seen it before!"

Professor Liu glanced up at the mountain, then turned to Amu and asked, "How much further?"

Amu pointed to a camel hump on the mountain and said, "It's right behind that."

Professor Liu then asked Chu Sheng, "Chu Sheng, what if there's some kind of supernatural energy? Wouldn't there be danger?"

Chu Sheng smiled and said, "Don't worry, it shouldn't be a big problem."

"That's good!" Professor Liu said decisively. "I'm relieved to hear that. Let's go!"

With Professor Liu's command, the group set off again.

But this time, the formation was clearly different—

Zhao Xiaoyu abandoned Li Ming and Zhang Hao and stayed by Chu Sheng's side:

"Brother Chu, are the zombies you're talking about the same kind of monsters that suck human blood?"

"More or less!" Chu Sheng replied casually.

"Then... there might be danger later, so you have to keep an eye on me. I'm not scared, I just simply don't like ugly things."

Zhao Xiaoyu deliberately put on a demure and aloof demeanor.

She tried to arouse Chu Sheng's protective instincts.

"That's okay. They usually bite your neck from behind, and before you even see what they look like, they've sucked all your blood out."

Chu Sheng made a joke, which startled Zhao Xiaoyu so much that her face turned pale.

Whether it was because she was more skilled or not, she managed to grab Chu Sheng's arm.

Patting her snow-white little chest, she shouted:

"Brother Chu, please, please stop scaring me! I'm so scared!"

Chu Sheng helplessly pulled his hand away, but finally, under Dai Ran's sharp gaze,

Only then did they escape Zhao Xiaoyu's "attack".

Finally, about half an hour later, on the back of the camel's hump,

The group found a partially collapsed tomb.

The tombstone in front of the grave was crooked, and the inscription on it was blurred and illegible.

It roughly means "Tomb of Princess Shushujueluo X Ting".

Below the monument is the entrance to a dark, bottomless tunnel.

Amu pointed to the grave mound, wiped the sweat from his brow, and said happily:

"This is it—Princess Tomb!"