The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

Chapter 351 Refining a Corpse into a Puppet

Mo Jiu has never experienced any teleportation that was as uncomfortable as this one.

The most painful time in the past was when receiving the memory of the original owner of that world. But after gaining luck, this stage is not so painful anymore.

Only this time, it is no longer a natural transition to the next world as soon as you close or open your eyes, but it is as if you have fallen into a crazy storm, being pulled continuously in the center, the world is spinning, and your soul seems to be torn apart.

crack.

If he hadn't accumulated enough luck to barely protect his soul, he probably wouldn't even be able to feel the pain now and would no longer exist in this world.

Is it the Lord God... This is the Lord God's killing move...

Mo Jiu endured a splitting headache and opened her eyes, her expression painful and filled with surging anger.

No wonder that in the last world, apart from assigning him a vicious villain identity, there were no tasks, reminders, warnings... nothing, but it turned out that he was waiting for him here.

Mo Jiu looked cold and angry, but he did not say anything. But if he was really freed from the constraints and restrictions of the system, then his next goal would be to do everything possible to find this guy named Lord God and let him

Pay a heavy price!

No matter how long it takes, he can afford it.

'Transmit the memory of the original owner to me...' Mo Jiu whispered.

This is not the first time that his soul has been injured. Although the pain is severe, he can still endure it. At least with the help of luck, receiving the memory of the original owner should not be a problem.

He didn't believe that the Lord God's methods could only reach this level.

I remember the system said that the Lord God can completely predict some possibilities in the distant future by relying on its huge amount of calculations, so could it fail to predict that he can escape this disaster?

If it is predicted with a high probability, then there may still be follow-up methods for the Lord God in this world. He needs to be extremely cautious and careful, and must grasp the information of this world through the memory of the original owner as soon as possible.

But the strange thing is that the system has not responded for a long time.

'System? System!'

Mo Jiu suddenly had a terrible suspicion in his heart.

Could it be that the system was torn apart violently...

He searched around the data space, but couldn't see any trace of the system, as if it had disappeared for no reason.

Is this the Lord God’s back-up plan...

'Okay.' Mo Jiu nodded, with a calm expression on his face. However, he clenched his hands into fists and his chest rose and fell much more violently than usual.

For a long time, he thought of something and relaxed a little.

The system must still be alive.

It has said that even the Lord God cannot violate the rules it has set. Although I don’t know why the Lord God can target him again and again, but since it did not kill him directly, it means that this rule still has an effect.

So why can the Lord God solve the system?

Taking a step back, if the system really disappears, then why not replace it with a new system? Just like the original system, exploit him as a slave.

Since it doesn't, it means that the system still exists, but it may not be able to communicate with him for some reason.

Is this because you don’t want him to receive the memory of the original owner?

Mo Jiu looked up, as if looking at the invisible Lord God, and sneered.

Do you think that this will prevent him from getting luck or allow him to die in this world?

Then give it a try.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw that there was dark green liquid in front of him, his mouth, nose, ears... covering his entire face, but the strange thing was that he didn't feel uncomfortable, on the contrary, he was very

Comfortable, like soaking in warm water.

"Wake up, this one is awake!"

"Hurry and report!"

Someone found that he had woken up and immediately went to report the news. After a while, a face appeared in front of Mo Jiu's eyes. The skin was dry and wrinkled, and his eyes were glowing with a strange blood color, exuding a cold aura.

In order to observe him more carefully, the man lowered his head, and the ferocious face suddenly came closer. It looked very scary. Even Mo Jiu was frightened. His body should have trembled at this time, but he felt

His body didn't react at all, as if it was out of his control.

What's going on?

At this moment, the man stretched out a hand, reached into the liquid, and turned Mo Jiu's eyelids up and down. His forehead seemed to have veins beating, and he instinctively felt uncomfortable. He should have closed his eyes, but his eyes

His eyes remained unblinking.

Finally, the woman withdrew her hand and narrowed her eyes slightly.

Mo Jiu looked at it for a long time before realizing that she was smiling.

"That's right." Youmu chuckled twice, his voice sounding as if his throat was torn. "It's worthy of being buried with those powerful corpses. It really has something extraordinary about it. Although its cultivation level during life was

He is humble, but he is the first to wake up."

Two more faces appeared in front of Mo Jiu's eyes. The two girls were of ordinary appearance, with abnormally pale faces.

"But sir, if his cultivation level is so low, what's the point of waking up first?"

Youmu turned his head and glanced at the girl coldly: "Everything I taught you has been learned from the dog! Go back and copy "The Record of One Hundred Corpses" fifty times, and if you ask this kind of question again, I will make you a

Corpse puppet!"

Faced with such a threat, the girl remained silent, but her expression was not that of fear. She lowered her head and said, "Yes."

"Wang Ya, tell me, what's the use of him?" Youmu asked another girl.

"Yes." Wang Ya said, "The corpse puppet's spirituality is the most important thing, and cultivation in life is secondary. As long as the spirituality is strong, even a mortal corpse can be promoted to the level of a corpse king, a divine corpse, or even an immortal corpse. If the spirituality is insufficient,

, even if one reaches the peak of cultivation during his lifetime, he will always stop here. In terms of the lower limit, naturally the higher the corpse puppet's cultivation in life, the better, but in terms of the upper limit, the higher the spirituality, the more corpse puppets there will be.

possibility!"

"Not bad." Youmu nodded slightly, looking quite satisfied.

"But you missed one thing. That is, with so many corpses, how many of them can be refined? Even if they are refined, how much strength can be retained in life? Even if there are only five points, these corpse puppets are enough for us to

Yinzhou is king and hegemony, but this is just a beautiful fantasy."

Youmu shook his head, with a look of regret on his face.

If these corpses could have been dug out a hundred years earlier, she would have been sure to rely on them to become the ruler of Yin State. But now, it has been too long since these people died, and their powerful bodies have finally been eroded and decayed by time.

But this is the best result for now, because she got these corpses.

These corpses are the ancestors of major families today. It is not an exaggeration to say that she dug up their ancestral graves.

As for such an important place, why is no one guarding it?

Because there is an emperor in Lingzhou who has been watching over here for some reason, and a trace of divine consciousness envelopes the entire cemetery. Why do other people need to be sent to guard here?

But at some point, the emperor's spiritual consciousness disappeared inexplicably. This was what Youmu felt when he happened to pass by, and the strong sense of oppression disappeared completely.

So, she risked death by sneaking into the cemetery and digging up all the dozen tombs in the center.