Global Descent: 100 Reward

"Yang… Yang Fusheng?"

Sensing the pressure that was so strong that it was about to crush his soul, Wang Meng swallowed hard and said nervously, "If you dare to kill us, the Zombie Divine Palace will definitely not let you off. You should know how powerful the Ninth Venerable is. Don't harm yourself."

"Oh? You know me?"

Yang Fusheng smiled and nodded. "That's true. I'm a super genius in the zombie world. I'm the only zombie king who has received the blessings of the Zombie Divine Palace."

"I'm a superstar among zombies. It's not strange for zombies like you to know."

"!!!"

Wang Meng's three corpses had a toothache.

He really wanted to slap him to death for bragging.

He felt that Yang Fusheng only dared to speak like that because he had the support of a million soldiers.

Otherwise, they would have beaten him up.

"Since you've heard of my previous name, I won't waste my breath. I'll introduce the current me to you for free."

Yang Fusheng stood up straight and said with a clear voice, "I, Yang Fusheng, am a human. I belong to the Lin Clan now. My lord is the strongest human lord of the new season and will be the greatest and most supreme lord of the world in the future. He is the leader of the Lin Clan and the future lord of the Human Race—Lin Ye!"

"Lin Ye?"

"I've never heard of it?"

"But from the name, he sounds awesome."

Wang Meng's three corpses looked at each other. As if sensing something, their eyes lit up.

"Brother Yang, how did you become a human? Tell me. As long as I can become a human as well, I will be your dog in the future. If you want me to climb a mountain of swords or go through a sea of flames, I will definitely not frown." Wang Meng was the first to speak, flattering him in a low voice.

Yang Fusheng enjoyed this bootlicking. He narrowed his eyes and smiled. "Well, it's naturally my invincible master who helped me recover my human body. However, with just the three of you, are you even worthy of reversing your zombie king bloodline and being reborn as a human? Don't you think too highly of yourselves?"

"Ahem…"

Wang Meng was a little embarrassed. They didn't want to be described as being so trashy.

"Brother, brother, you're right. Please give us trash a chance."

Liu Yong licked his lips and continued, "Our words are light, but we were once humans. We dream of being reborn as humans."

"Right, right."

Zhao Yuan nodded in agreement and said solemnly, "If you don't kill us now, you must think that we are still useful."

"Don't worry. As long as you can let us live and help us escape the restraints of the Zombie Divine Palace and be reborn as humans."

"In this life, no, even in our next life, we will give it to you and be your dogs!"

"Who said I won't kill you?" Yang Fusheng pouted.

"Ah???"

Wang Meng and the other two were dumbfounded.

Kill us?

Then why did you waste so much time talking to us? Are you playing with us!

What a jerk, f*ck you!

"You guys are cursing me in your hearts, right?" Yang Fusheng narrowed his eyes.

"How could I?"

"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare!"

"You must be joking."

The expressions of the three corpses stiffened as they forced a smile.

"Boring. Forget it, I won't waste time with you guys."

Yang Fusheng was secretly pleased, but he shook his head in disdain.

The next moment, green light bloomed in his eyes as an invisible wave of modification spread across the three corpses.

Ding Ding Ding—

With three crisp sounds, the three corpses were modified into small steel ingots the size of three fingers.

He grabbed the air and sucked it into his palm, occasionally throwing it up and down for fun.

"Brother, don't throw us around anymore. I'm going to vomit!"

"Brother, on account that we were once zombies, please do us a favor and kill us."

"Please, don't torture us like this!"

The three corpses were dizzy and wailed continuously.

"That won't do. In the Wasteland of Death, only my master can decide the life and death of others."

Yang Fusheng turned around and put away the three 'steel ingots'. He shouted, "Low-level soldiers below Class 18, clean up the battlefield! Convert all the zombie souls, collect all the treasure chests and blueprints. None are to be spared!"

"Brothers from the main team, follow me back to the camp!"

"!!!"

Upon hearing this, the three 'steel ingots' were so frightened that they did not even dare to breathe.

This was too f*cking exaggerated.

Could soldiers below Class 18 be considered low-level soldiers??

F*ck, was this something a human would say?

If this was true, this Lin Clan was too f*cking sick.

…

After that, the journey back was smooth.

Yang Fusheng and the members of the main team sat on a flying Dharma artifact—Thousand Mile Earth Escape Shuttle.

He was fast and in the blink of an eye, he returned to the place where he first descended.

As soon as they returned, the group was shocked by the situation in front of them.

In his line of sight, the originally desolate and empty ground had changed drastically.

Concrete roads criss crossed into the distance.

On both sides of the road were standard apartments.

Every thousand meters, there were a few huge training grounds, public toilets, bathrooms, restaurants, and other buildings.

Further back was the most important construction of the bunker.

"What's going on?"

Tru was shocked. "Why are there so many buildings?"

"Did the lord bring Lin One and the others down as well?" Xu Que looked around but found nothing.

"It can't be an illusion, right? This is too fast. It hasn't even been half an hour."

Luo Feng rubbed his eyes, feeling like it was too magical.

"It should be true. Don't forget my innate ability."

Yang Fusheng spoke, but the shock he felt was no less than everyone else.

His Change Reality talent was very powerful, but the conditions to use it were extremely harsh.

If he wanted to change reality and preserve it permanently, the larger it was, the more mental energy it would require.

With his current ability, he could at most build a few apartment buildings for a thousand people.

Any more and his mental strength would be exhausted.

He would then die.

But looking at Lin Ye's scale.

Heavens, there were so many buildings that it was scary. This should be able to fit hundreds of thousands of people

Most importantly, how long had it been? Half an hour? Fifty minutes?

The speed of construction was also related to the consumption of mental strength!!!

At the thought of this, the terror of Lin Ye in his heart increased.

It was too strong. He felt like he could directly change reality and define him as a single-celled life form.

"Let's go. Master might want to build a base here. You can tell from letting Long Xiaomi guard the border."

"However, I didn't expect it to be so soon."

Yang Fusheng's eyes flickered. He grabbed the three 'steel ingots' and walked towards the bunker.

The others followed closely behind.

"Oh, you're back."

At the same time, Lin Ye also saw them. He stopped what he was doing and waved his hand with a smile. "Look at my results."

"My lord is awesome!" Luo Feng gave him a thumbs up.

"This speed is one against ten thousand!" Xu Que crazily praised.

"If Lin One saw this, he would probably kneel down and teach you how to be a god!" First Lin Chui, Tru, licked his lips crazily.

"My lord, others are playing a real survival game while you are simply in creation mode." Zhang Liang sighed.

"It's not just creation mode. You're also a construction maniac with unlimited resources and unlimited time. This is too awesome. We've only been out for less than an hour and you've already built so much. My lord, yds!" Li Xinyi added.

After chatting for a while, the topic returned to normal.

"Has the battle over there ended?" Lin Ye asked.

"Mm, we've already conquered the Wasteland of Death. The ordinary zombies have all been killed. The other soldiers are cleaning up the battlefield."

"I also caught three zombie kings. I think Master should be able to use them."

As Yang Fusheng spoke, he casually threw the three 'steel ingots' to the ground. Blood light flashed and they transformed into their main bodies.