Mr. Zombie

  Bai Yu first went to the company and submitted his resignation to the boss. The boss felt a bit incredulous, what's going on? He had been absent from work without being criticized, and now he was taking the initiative to resign. What was this, trying to get the upper hand? The boss's face turned gloomy, and he coldly said: "Fine, go to the finance department to collect your salary and get out." The boss's eyes seemed to be spitting fire, but in fact, among the entire company, he disliked Bai Yu and Li Xiao Feng the most. They were dispensable roles in the company at times, which was why he let Bai Yu leave so readily this time.

  Bai Yu rolled his eyes and walked out, going to the finance department to collect this month's salary. As he left the finance department, he ran into Li Xiaofeng coming from the opposite direction. Li Xiaofeng quickly pulled him aside, looking at him with a mixture of anger and confusion: "Bai Yu, what's going on? Why did you quit? Was it because the boss scolded you again and you couldn't take it? You know the boss's temper. It's not easy to find work now, and if you leave, who knows when you'll find another job as good as this one. I came late today too and got scolded, but we shouldn't take it seriously."

  Bai Yu was somewhat moved, but the inheritance system of his sect was still a secret that he didn't want to reveal. He just smiled and said: "No way, I'm thinking of going back to my hometown to develop, think about doing some small business at home, take advantage of being young to work hard. My mom is always thinking about holding her grandson, you know that nowadays girls are very practical, they need a good economic foundation before finding a wife."

  Li Xiaofeng nodded in agreement and said: "That's right, if it's really like that, I won't stop you. If the funds are not enough, you can tell me and I'll help make up for it."

  "Bai Yu smiled and said: 'Alright, if it's really not enough, I'll give you a call. If I send it, I won't forget about you either.'"

  At this point, the two of them couldn't help but exchange a smile.

  "Hmm, quite ambitious for someone with limited ability." Just then a sharp voice came from behind the two.

  Two people turned around, but saw a heavily made-up woman. She was dressed up like a flower, just like a charming fairy. Although her appearance was only average, that flirtatious intention made men dare not look directly at her. At this time, Li Xiaofeng's eyes flashed with disgust, but he had not yet responded. Bai Yu, on the other hand, sneered and said: "Hehe, isn't this Lijie? I wonder why you're not in the boss's office 'working' properly, what are you doing here chatting with us two brothers?" The word "work" was bitten tightly, anyone could hear the ambiguity in his words. However, he had already resigned and wasn't afraid of offending that bald old boss's open **.

  Wang Xiaoli's face changed, she didn't expect that Bai Yu, who had always been bullied by her, would speak to her like this now. She was so angry that she glared at them with her beautiful eyes and scolded: "You two bastards, don't you want to mix anymore?"

  Bai Yu's face turned somewhat gloomy, and he coldly sneered: "Wang Xiaoli, don't be like a madwoman, making a scene. What you're saying is that I won't let Xiao Feng get involved either. If you have any tricks, just bring them on and I'll take care of it." Bai Yu took everything upon himself, after all, Li Xiao Feng still had to work here, if he let this crazy woman whisper something in the bald old boss's ear and frame him, that wouldn't be good.

  Some people heard the commotion and gathered around, Wang Xiaoli's face turned red with anger as she glared at Bai Yu, gritting her teeth and saying "We'll see about that." Then she quickly walked out of the crowd. It made Bai Yu feel especially relieved, finally venting the frustration he had been holding in for two years.

  At this time, Li Xiaofeng walked up from behind and whispered in his ear: "You'd better be careful, Wang Xiaoli is said to have some unclear relationship with some people on the road, and may come back to trouble you."

  Bai Yu listened and smiled confidently: "It doesn't matter, it's best if they don't come. If they do, let them pay some price."

  However, Li Xiaofeng did not believe his words, and his eyes were still full of worry. Bai Yu didn't say much either, bid farewell to Li Xiaofeng, and returned to his rental apartment.

  As soon as he entered the house, the first thing he did was to open his computer and start browsing through zombie movies and ghost films. After two days of seclusion, he finally fell asleep with a tired body. When he woke up again, another day and night had passed, and after adjusting his physical condition, he silently chanted "enter" in his heart. The next moment, his figure appeared in the palace of the system space.

  "System, randomize world." As soon as they entered the system space, Bai Yu would let the system start randomizing worlds without hesitation.

  "Right, contrasting host strength begins scene selection world, selecting in progress... World selection complete. Eternal Sand World - 'Mr. Zombie'."

  "Mr. Vampire"? This movie is very familiar to me, I can say that I have watched it many times since I was a child. The appearance of this film led the trend of zombie movies and can be said to be an absolute classic. The story roughly tells about how the wealthy rural squire Yan Fa's father had obtained a piece of auspicious land through coercion and bribery, and with the guidance of Master Fengshui, his father was buried for twenty years before being exhumed and reburied to benefit his descendants. Taoist priest Jiugu Shu was invited to assist in this matter, but when the coffin was opened, the corpse did not rot. Jiugu Shu became suspicious and ordered his apprentices Wenchang and Qiusheng to guard it carefully. That night, Yan Fa was killed by a zombie, and Wenchang was infected with the zombie's poison while protecting his loved one and almost became a zombie himself. Qiusheng was enchanted by a female ghost, but Jiugu Shu spared her life since she had no malicious intentions and had even saved Qiusheng from the zombie. When the zombie arrived at Jiugu Shu's home to bite his granddaughter, Jiugu Shu rushed over and joined forces with Qiusheng to subdue the zombie, but unfortunately, it was too powerful for them to handle. Just as Jiugu Shu was about to be defeated, his junior fellow Taoist priest arrived, and together the three of them finally burned the zombie to death.

  The only thing that poses a threat to Bai Yu is probably that zombie, and the wind spirit doesn't pose too much of a threat. First, I need to exchange some useful items for myself, and with these 100 points, the most useful thing I can exchange for is probably the Maoshan Basic Spell. Without thinking further, I immediately bring up the exchange menu and choose to exchange for the Maoshan Basic Spell.

  Only to see that the foundation of the thatched mountain suddenly turned into a golden light, which shot directly at Bai Yu's forehead and drilled in. Bai Yu only felt a surge of information like a river pouring backwards, violently flushing his brain nerves, making him feel a sharp pain in his nerves.

  After a long time, his spirit gradually recovered. In fact, the so-called basic methods of Maoshan, apart from some basic methods that rely on external objects to display, also have a method of condensing force. Of course, this thing may not be anything in Bai Yu's eyes, and he can't see anything either. However, since it is the foundation, it must be rough.

  Bai Yu opened his eyes to find himself in a small alley. The entrance of the alley was not far from Bai Yu, and he could clearly see people passing by on the road. Some people were wearing clothes from the late Qing dynasty, while others were wearing suits. Looking at those men with short hair, some houses were even European-style. Bai Yu knew clearly that he had already arrived in Mr. Zombie's world.

  However, he now has one thing that is very much on his mind - he has no money! To know that the Mao Shan basic techniques are clearly printed in his brain, but these basic techniques require the use of some special things to be displayed, such as cinnabar, talismans, and other things that cost money. Although some spells can do without these, the main thing is that the law is not enough. After exchanging the Mao Shan basic techniques, his body has already possessed a thread of law, which can barely be used to urge the instrument, but it has not yet reached the degree of achievement.

  He patted his body and found that he only had a few Mao Zedong notes, a lighter, a pack of soft Chinese cigarettes, and a mobile phone. Bai Yu thought for a moment, suddenly had an idea, touched the phone in his pocket, smiled to himself, and muttered: "The existing resources must be fully utilized." However, he felt a slight heartache in his heart, this phone was worth hundreds of yuan.

  Then, after asking a few people on the road, he finally found a pawnshop. Bai Yu walked in with his head held high and his strides wide. In front of him was a counter, which was very high, so that only two eyes were visible above it, given Bai Yu's height of 1.75 meters. He went to the lower part of the counter and shouted loudly: "Is anyone there? Come out quickly, I have business!"

  After a while, White Feather shouted again in annoyance, and a flustered voice came over, "What's all the shouting about? Can't you see I'm here?" A short, thin old man with a gloomy expression emerged from behind him, wearing tattered clothes. Behind him, a middle-aged woman peeked out to take a look.

  White Feather was taken aback for a moment, but then couldn't help but laugh to herself. It seemed she had arrived at the wrong time and ruined someone's good fortune. She cleared her throat and said, "Shopkeeper, take a look at this thing." As she spoke, she took out her phone. The shopkeeper took it and examined it for a while, then snorted in disdain, saying, "This small mirror is only worth one copper coin."

  Bai Yu smiled and said, "Shopkeeper, don't underestimate it, this is no ordinary mirror." But the shopkeeper didn't let him continue, turning around and walking away with a disdainful sneer: "A small mirror for a copper coin is still cheap for you, isn't it? It's completely black, the workmanship is poor, the light is dim, the surface is small and pitiful. You dare to haggle over the price?"

  Bai Yu was so fed up that he couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time. What's going on here? With a sigh, Bai Yu had no choice but to walk out of the pawnshop and onto the bustling streets, watching the crowds come and go. He couldn't help but let out a deep breath and think to himself: "What should I do next?" As he walked, he found himself in an unassuming corner, where he habitually pulled out a cigarette and lit one up.

  "Hey, mister." A hand suddenly landed on Bai Yu's shoulder, accompanied by a male voice.

  Bai Yu, lost in thought, was startled at first, then a wave of annoyance flashed through his heart. Had he encountered robbers? If so, it would be a good thing. Bai Yu's physical quality had already been transformed by the mysterious power, making him different from ordinary people. Moreover, he had learned some boxing skills, so it was entirely possible for him to counterattack against some small-time thieves. Bai Yu slowly turned around and looked at the man.

  All he saw was a man in a long gown smiling at him, looking refined and elegant with a hint of scholarly air. However, Bai Yu was not deceived by his appearance and raised an eyebrow, saying, "What's the matter?" His tone was quite rude.

  The man was taken aback, but soon smiled and said: "Sir, I have a request for you. The thing on your hand that can spit fire, are you willing to sell it?" His tone was very sincere, making Bai Yu take a closer look at him. He also looked at the thing in his hand - a lighter, and couldn't help but smile wryly in his heart. It seemed that at this time, a lighter was more acceptable than a mobile phone.

  "Have you never seen anything like this before?" Bai Yu asked, puzzled. He had a rough idea in his mind that the lighter was from the 1920s, although he didn't know the exact time period of "Mr. Zombie", but it should be before that.