Virtue is Abundant

On the walls of the palace complex, there stood one after another black skeletons, holding various weapons, with dark will-o'-the-wisps flashing in their eyes, looking towards the coast.

A skeleton wearing tattered armor walked to the middle of the city wall, raised the bone knife in his hand and pointed towards the coastline.

Like a person who hasn't spoken for a long time, its voice is hoarse and stiff:

"Humans, in thirty days, we will overlap with your world."

"unless--"

"You kill those professionals."

"In that case, our world will not be able to integrate with yours, because you are too low."

The sound of the skeleton resounded far away in the sea, resounding in all directions like the hum of an airplane engine.

The live TV faithfully recorded this scene.

On the bustling Changhong Street, the noisy voices suddenly weakened.

Many people are watching this scene——

Through store screens, mobile phones, sharing with friends, etc.

The world strangely fell into a brief silence.

Everyone realizes one thing.

Mirages don't make sounds.

If it is a mirage, what kind of scene does it reflect?

What kind of city would it be, such a majestic castle towering like a mountain, with so many skeletons?

——What kind of place would have such a horrible scene?

next second.

The TV screen was suddenly switched to the studio.

The beautiful host's face was pale, and she forced a smile and said, "Everyone, the signal ahead has been interrupted. I believe it's just some kind of prank - from some people who are dissatisfied with the mainstream society."

"This news is finished for you, see you tomorrow."

The show ended in a hurry.

Wu Xiaode fell into deep thought.

The world seems to have started to look a little different since the successive earthquakes began.

He shook his head and smiled wryly in his heart.

What are you thinking so much about?

Whether I can live after seven days is another matter, why bother to think about it?

He quickened his pace, quickly left the busy street, turned into an alley, walked all the way to the end, then changed several roads, walked more and more sideways, and finally arrived at the demolition area.

boom--

Lightning streaked across the sky.

heavily clouded.

The world grows darker.

Before the rain fell, Wu Xiaode got into an abandoned teaching building.

He climbed up to the third floor, found a random classroom, opened the door and entered.

Most of the benches here have been removed, leaving only a few damaged chairs and a crooked table.

There is a line of math questions and answers written on the blackboard:

"How to prove that 0.999...=1?"

Wu Xiaode glanced at it, picked up the end of the chalk, and answered it casually.

As he writes, he thinks about all the events of the day and the strategies he can use to cope.

Outside, the rain was pattering.

The whole world seemed to melt into darkness.

The chalk in Wu Xiaode's hand kept hitting the blackboard, making more and more dense ding-ding-dong-dong sounds.

after awhile.

The ding-dong sound stopped abruptly.

"Sister Lan...I know you don't want me to fight."

"But we have nothing to lose. I hope you don't blame me for what I have to do."

he whispered.

On the blackboard, the proof questions have been written.

Accompanied by Wu Xiaode's thoughts, the Book of the Undead trembled slightly, emitting misty mist, covering everything around.

A wall covered with various notes quietly appeared in front of Wu Xiaode.

May the wall!

Wu Xiaode looked towards the wall, and saw a blank note in the center of the wall.

A sense of enlightenment flashed through his heart, letting him know what he should do.

——After all, the Book of the Dead is his own ability.

The blank note flew over quietly and fell into his hands.

"Please help me find a woman named Xia Huilan, she is my neighbor."

"Remuneration?"

"I can pay three points of soul power."

——I am poor and white, the only thing I can pay is soul power.

Fortunately, after handing over the soul power, I can slowly recover only by resting, otherwise, I really have nothing to do.

Anyway, hope someone is willing to help.

Following Wu Xiaode's thoughts, lines of small characters quietly appeared on the note.

Wu Xiaode looked it over and felt that there was no problem, so he pasted the note on the wishing wall again.

Waited for a few breaths.

A gust of wind blew through the mist.

The note was blown by the wind, and immediately flew out of the wall, and soon disappeared.

next second.

All the fog dissipated, and even the entire wishing wall disappeared from Wu Xiaode's eyes.

He found himself back in the abandoned classroom.

A line of small ice crystal characters appeared on the Book of the Dead:

"The commission has been accepted."

"Please wait."

Wu Xiaode breathed a sigh of relief.

The commission has been accepted, I hope everything goes well, and hurry to find Xia Huilan.

He looked at his phone.

It's ten o'clock at night.

After twelve o'clock, the next day, I can accept another entrustment from the wall of wishes to increase the upper limit of my soul power.

——It is best to find Xia Huilan before twelve o'clock!

Wu Xiaode was thinking silently when he suddenly heard a sound.

He turned to look out the window.

I saw a crow parked on the railing outside the window.

This crow's feathers were as black as night, but there was a faint white light around it, and there was a hint of cunning in its eyes, and it was quietly looking at Wu Xiaode.

Is this—

Wu Xiaode was a little uncertain, staring blankly at the crow outside the window.

A hint of helplessness flashed in the crow's eyes, and it shook its body in the wind and rain, then flew up again, hitting the glass with its sharp beak.

Sure enough it is it!

Wu Xiaode quickly opened the window.

The crow flew in and landed gently on the sloping table.

"It's you looking for someone?" It whispered.

Wu Xiaode stared at the crow with wide eyes and said, "I never knew that crows could talk."

"Idiot, I'm not an ordinary crow, I'm the spirit of a crow." The crow said with contempt.

Wu Xiaode came back to his senses.

That's right, my own book of the dead can use the power of undead and heroic spirits.

How could an ordinary crow accept his commission?

The raven must be a spirit.

"You should have read the entrustment. I want to find a woman named Xia Huilan." Wu Xiaode said.

"This is simple, but let's talk about the income first. After all, you only have three points of soul power, which is not enough for me." Crow said.

"What benefit?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"You are surrounded by the black air of death and the blood of killing. I guess your road ahead is not easy. If you fight next, I will draw soul power from those guys you killed , Do you have any objection to this?" Crow asked.

Can it still be like this?

Wu Xiaode was a little surprised, and said: "Yes, but we have to share this harvest equally."

"Equal share! Are you kidding me? Only the spirits of our crow clan can directly absorb the soul power of the dead. This is very hard work. I seven you three are about the same!" Crow said.

"You also know that I have very little soul power. If I run out of soul power during the battle, I won't be able to act later, and your commission may not be completed." Wu Xiaode said.

Crow hesitated.

"I'm four and you are six. It's the first time we cooperate, everyone takes a step back." Wu Xiaode said.

"If you can really get an extra income, then four or six points." The crow compromised.

"Okay, can you take me to find Xia Huilan?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Come on, let's go find her together."

The crow landed on Wu Xiaode's shoulder and suddenly disappeared.

Wu Xiaode was surprised and was about to speak when he suddenly found that he lost control of his body.

"Why do you spirits control other people's bodies?" He couldn't help protesting in his heart.

"We can't directly affect reality. Only when we descend into your body can we participate in the affairs of this world." The Crow Spirit explained.

This is exactly what the Book of the Dead says.

"Okay, before I act, I want to ask, what should I call you." Wu Xiaode asked.

"My type is my name." The Crow Spirit said.

"Wu?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"No, I'm Crow, you can call me Little Crow, and when there are other birds around, please call me Brother Crow." The crow spirit said.

"...It's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Wu Xiaode."

"Fortunately, we must find a way to complete the commission now."

Wu Xiaode moved his body, and said in a sharp and strange tone: "In short, let's fly to her place of work now to see if there are any clues."

He walked to the window sill, jumped up lightly, and jumped out.

"This is the third floor!" Wu Xiaode quickly reminded.

"Don't underestimate me, I can fly." Crow responded with a sneer.

I saw Wu Xiaode floating in mid-air, with a pair of black wings spreading out from behind.

He slapped hard——

Boom!

There was a muffled sound.

Wu Xiaode fell and hit the puddle on the ground, he couldn't recover for a while.

Although the body is controlled by the spirit, the various senses are not isolated.

Fortunately, his current body strength is five times that of an ordinary person, and the landing was cushioned by wings, so he didn't break much, but it hurt too much.

"Don't you...can fly?" Wu Xiaode asked through gritted teeth.

"It's also my first time possessing. After all, people like you who awaken the ability of the undead system are too rare-don't worry, there will be no problem in the future."

Wu Xiaode's body got up, trembled all over, and suddenly turned into a black crow soaring into the sky.

In the cold wind and rain.

A black bird pierced through the thick leaden cloud in the sky and disappeared.