People were divided into good and bad people, and corpses were divided into zombies and corpses.
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Old Master Ren's corpse was a corpse that was about to become a zombie.
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A person became a bad person because he failed to live up to expectations, and a corpse became a zombie because he had one more breath.
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Tell me when you're done. Don't miss anything.
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"Damn it, it's so late at night, and that son of a b * tch is still looking at Mr. Zombie?”
Ren Wei heard a faint conversation in his ears. He wanted to get up in a daze and see if it was the guy in the dormitory who didn't sleep at night.
However, his body did not listen to him at all, as if it did not belong to him at all. He could not move or make a sound.
"F * ck, I'm being pressed down by a ghost.”
Ren Wei was a little flustered. Could it be that his roommate had attracted something unclean while watching a zombie movie in the middle of the night?
"Alright, I'm done."
"Look where you haven't played yet."
"There's more."
"Where?"
"Here."
"Brat, don't run!"
As the noise faded away, the sound in his ears gradually disappeared. Ren Wei was in the darkness, but he was completely dumbfounded.
Because he realized that he had transmigrated and became the Mr. Zombie's Ren Weiyong, the old man who was buried vertically.
The reason why he was so sure was because a status panel appeared in front of him.
[Host: Ren Wei]
[Divine Selection System: Binding... 1%... 30%...]
[Identity: Ren Town's Ren Family's Old Master]
[Strength: 3]
[Speed: 3]
Constitution: 5
[Cultivation: 20 years (Zombie Jump)]
[Skill: Yin Yang Eyes (Advanced)]
[Status: Controlled]
(The highest basic attribute of a normal person at their peak state is 1)
Looking at his attributes, Ren Wei wanted to cry but had no tears.
"When others transmigrate, they either take Ninth Uncle as their master or simply acknowledge Ninth Uncle as their father and hug the protagonist's thigh.”
"The lesser ones are also the Four Eyes, Thousand Crane, and so on. Why is it that when it comes to me, it becomes a soul transmigration?”
"Soul transmigration, isn't that the most popular transmigration method?”
"I even f * cking transmigrated into a dead man's body. Then, am I alive or dead now?”
"No, I've already become a zombie.“
"Zombies are neither alive nor dead. They are not within the Three Realms and are outside of the Five Elements.”
Speaking of which, it seemed very awesome, but how could Ren Wei, who had watched all the zombie movies, not know that he was now afraid of water, fire, peach wood swords, black dog blood, rooster blood, boy urine, and so on, all of which could cause harm to him.
"However, there are benefits to becoming a zombie. Look at these attributes. They're simply crushing ordinary people.”
"I've become harder and stronger!"
Ren Wei was an optimist and quickly adjusted his mentality.
99%…System binding successful!
"Ding…the Divine Selection System is at your service!”
"You have three choices. Complete the corresponding choices and you will receive the mission reward!”
"Option 1: Lie quietly in the coffin! [Mission Reward: Corpse Controlling Technique!] (Enter the house)"
"Option 2: Sneak away from the bottom of the coffin! [Mission Reward: Iron Armor!]
" Option 3: Break the coffin by force and enjoy the sourness of the ink thread! [Mission Reward: One year of cultivation!]
The system's voice sounded in his mind.
"Sneak away from the bottom of the coffin and die without descendants?”
Ren Wei knew that once a corpse turned rigid, the first thing it would do after it was born was to kill its own blood kin and drink their blood to make itself stronger.
Generally speaking, after drinking the blood of a blood relative, the strength of a zombie would increase by a level.
However, that was something that only ordinary zombies would do. As someone who had received a modern education, how could Ren Wei do such a thing?
It was okay to bite Ren Tingting. After all, she was an eighteen-year-old girl with delicate skin and tender flesh.
But Ren Fa was an old man.
Well, Ren Wei felt that he couldn't bring himself to do it.
"Enjoying the sourness of the ink thread? Although a year of cultivation is tempting, I don't have masochistic tendencies!”
Ren Weiyong decisively chose option one. It was so dangerous outside. It was better to lie quietly in the coffin and be a salted fish zombie.
Corpse control was what he needed the most now. After all, he was being controlled by the Feng Shui master behind the scenes. It could be said that he had no choice.
If you don't have freedom, you'd better not die.
Ren Wei did not want to be a puppet in someone else's hands. Therefore, the most important thing now was to remove the spell that the Feng Shui master had cast on him.
"Ding! The host has obtained the skill Corpse Control (Advanced)!”
In an instant, Ren Wei's mind was filled with many techniques regarding corpse nurturing and corpse control.
The cultivation of a spell could be divided into three stages: initial mastery, advanced mastery, and perfection.
Further up, spells would directly transform into divine arts, becoming an instinct of the body.
Because it was a system reward, Ren Wei's Corpse Controlling Technique had reached the next level.
"Since the host is a zombie, his understanding of the zombie's body and habits far exceeds that of a cultivator. The Corpse Control Technique has been upgraded to perfection.”
The system's voice sounded in his ear.
"You leveled up just like that?"
Ren Wei looked at the words 'Perfect' behind Corpse Control Technique on his attribute panel and felt a little confused.
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