[Nuwa Cauldron Dojo: Number of people: 209,209, trial: 1. Kill the zombie king, time limit is 6 hours. 2. Survive for 6 hours. 】
The bust appeared again to give the mission. This time she looked a little different from before. There were several more cracks on her body, and she was almost broken.
The number of people who can enter the dojo has also reached its maximum. I don’t know who is so unlucky to occupy the last fraction and miss a parking space.
The bust disappeared, the dojo trial officially began, and Ning Zhi and the odd-job team from the Yiren Bureau left quickly.
The stay at the dojo was only 6 hours this time, which exceeded everyone's expectations. They had to quickly find where the Zombie King was before they could proceed to the next step.
Watching them leave, Jiu Motoko murmured: "Why is the time so short this time? Is it because the previous two missions made the plot run too fast, and now there is nothing for people to try?"
"So the dojo just wants to shorten the time and end it by killing the zombie king."
She said sincerely: "I hope this trial will go well and the mission will not change again."
As long as the little fan girl Gong Yangyan doesn't tell her, the other three people in the team have no idea what weird thing happened in the dojo last time.
She, a crazy fan, would never say that whatever Sister Jiu did was right, she refused to refute.
"Look where the zombie aura is. Let's kill the zombies all the way there. Take out the magic weapon to collect the corpse aura first." Jiu Yuanzi said to Mr. Shi.
24 hours turned into 6 hours, which was also a trouble for them who were collecting corpse energy. The quantity was too small and it was difficult to communicate, which would affect her business in the future.
Mr. Shi took off the backpack behind him and took out five sets of clothes, the kind made of paper.
Paper vests and paper hats more than half a meter high, with the four characters "Gong Xi Fa Cai" written vertically on them, and a mourning stick for each person.
Holding these three sets of paper clothes in their hands, the three women present looked at Mr. Shi and Pan Xiaolu who were putting them on quickly.
"What is this?" Jiu Motoko refused such an ugly thing.
And why should they be wrapped in sackcloth and mourning for zombies for no reason? Are they worthy?
She was born to raise it, and when she put it on and took the mourning stick in her hand, she was afraid of thunder and would just chop it down.
Mr. Shi had already put it on. Seeing that none of the three people were willing to put it on, he had to explain: "These are the matching Yin magic tools for collecting corpse qi. With them, the corpse qi will be attracted faster."
"It's highly efficient and consumes less spiritual energy. It's a waste of spiritual energy if you don't wear it."
Jiu Yuanzi said: "So the magic weapon for collecting corpse energy is not this. Just take it out directly. It is secretive and not something shady."
Mr. Shi was silent for a moment and subconsciously looked around. After confirming that there was no one else alive, he took out 6 things from the bag.
A human head, torso, two arms and two thighs.
The fresh corpse exuded a cold aura. The head and skin were white and rosy, as if it was just sleeping.
The other corpses were equally fresh. Not to mention the state of death, they were simply living people.
It's just that her bodies weren't together and they ran away from home.
"Yin-style spiritual beings, no wonder they are so sneaky. The people from the Stranger Bureau just left." As a law-abiding demon, Jiu Motoko's enlightenment is quite high.
Gong Yangyan also had a look of disgust on her face, she was so perverted.
Mr. Shi wiped away his usual self-confidence and a bit arrogant, looked around again in a panic, and immediately retorted: "This is not something shameful. Don't look at her like a dead person. In fact, she is not a real corpse, but a corpse." Spirit corpse."
Jiu Yuanzi said: "It's still a corpse. Adding the word "spiritual" won't change anything."
"Just tell me clearly, if we bring this to the alien bureau, will we be arrested?"
She felt that next time she brought someone into the dojo, she must make an agreement in advance not to bring contraband or do anything illegal.
No wonder the alien bureau has so many rules. No matter how strict they are, these guys will cause trouble for you every minute.
Mr. Shi assured: "There will definitely be no problem. The most I can do is take him back for interrogation. I have brought the license certificate. If you are not at ease, you can take a look."
"I'm so careful because it's a good thing. If the corpse aura here hadn't been so strong, the boss wouldn't have let us bring it in this time."
As he spoke, he took out a certificate and handed it to Jiu Yuanzi.
Can I still have a license certificate?
Jiu Yuanzi took it and saw that it was indeed a Class A spiritual object license issued by the Yiren Bureau.
spirit corpse
A-level Yin-type spiritual object, belonging to: Qian Nao Yao
Certification unit: Alien Bureau Spiritual Object Management Department
In the place where the unit is located, there is also a magic circle seal that exudes spiritual energy. This cannot be faked.
Although she had never seen this kind of certificate before, Jiu Motoko still believed it, and someone else even made a fake certificate to deceive her.
Now she was finally relieved, and she didn't want to be taken away by the alien bureau.
"Okay, for six people, each person needs to bring one piece, and one person needs to bring two pieces. I won't wear the paper clothes. I don't care about the spiritual energy consumed. You can do it yourself."
Jiu Yuanzi pointed at the head and said: "I am weak and I am beautiful, so I just need to wear the head and be gentle."
Gong Yangyan saw it and immediately said: "I have arms, I am also a weak woman."
"Me too." Lu Ming just had to repeat the words.
Mr. Shi and Pan Xiaolu knew this would happen when they looked at the three of them. They had guessed it when they came!
There was no expectation that these three people would take the initiative to choose the heavy one. Thinking about it, it was impossible.
The two discussed it and decided that Mr. Shi would bring two legs and Pan would carry his torso.
They took out the white cloth they had prepared long ago, wrapped the spirit corpse layer by layer, made it into blocks and sticks, and then carried it on their backs.
Gong Yangyan and Lu Ming's arms were also wrapped, making them less conspicuous when carried on their backs.
It's just that the head still looks like a human head after a few layers of wrapping, unless it's wrapped a little thicker and becomes a ball.
"Why waste this kind of time? Let's just leave it like this." Jiu Yuanzi threw away the white cloth and used spiritual power to hang the head on the back of his head, pretending that he was a two-headed man.
The face of the spirit corpse is also good-looking. She looks like a quiet and happy girl, which matches her perfectly.
But it looks too scary. There are faces in front and behind, which is really scary.
Jiu Motoko knew that this was not the body of a real person, but a spiritual creature, so he didn't mind at all.
She thought it was probably similar to a ginseng doll.
"Let's go. There are a lot of meatball zombies hiding in the underground parking lot of the building in front. They will drop a lot of good things. We just need to clean them up."
The time in the dojo was suspended after they left, and the zombies that had not been cleaned up last time were still in the same place.
Jiu Motoko was very familiar with this area, so it was just right to kill him all the way.
"Wait for me." Gong Yangyan had no spiritual power, so she put on the paper clothes without being ugly, and took the mourning stick.
Anyway, her parents have become aliens and won't mind such trivial matters.
Mr. Shi added an extra soul-charging treasure to her, connected it to the coil on the corpse's arm, turned on the switch, and began to automatically absorb the corpse's energy in the air.
Jiu Yuanzi injected a bit of spiritual power into the head, and sure enough, he felt that the head on the back of the head absorbed the cold and smelly corpse gas floating in the air.
It's so simple and can be done easily.
The group of people walked towards the place where there were many zombies with the intention of just hanging out, absorbing enough corpse energy and making money easily.
The fake brother was released by Jiu Motoko, but he still looked like a dog, pretending to sniff around and acting like a real dog.
The three people except Gong Yangyan all thought that Jiu Yuanzi had a spiritual dog, and Pan Xiaolu even thought of his friend in the club, the dog demon Laifu.
This spiritual dog might turn into a human form at some point.
