Chapter 201

Raising a zombie—how could one not use blood?

Especially when raising a great zombie with such immense potential as Jason, it required even more blood absorption.

Blood is the essence of a person, containing their vital energy and spirit, and these are exactly what a zombie needs most; the Corpse-Raising Coffin also utilized this point to accelerate the absorption efficiency.

Watching the blood turn white, the holes in the ground opened one by one, and it flowed down.

The cell became tidy once again.

It was just that the stench of blood was nauseatingly thick for a moment.

Louis waved his hand.

The Corpse-Raising Coffin trembled slightly.

The coffin lid opened slightly, revealing Jason's head inside.

Jason's head was entirely that of a rotten head corroded by sulfuric acid, but after being raised in the Corpse-Raising Coffin for so long, the signs of decay on it had faded, replaced by cold, hard skin the color of black-green bronze, along with those scarlet eyes and fangs.

Just one look was enough to know that it was definitely a ferocious creature!

On its forehead, a gray light, difficult for the naked eye to see, flickered, seemingly connecting to something.

Louis's Spiritual Eye flickered slightly as he watched that gray light.

That gray light appeared when Jason was initially transformed into a zombie and Louis's mark was placed into his body by the Corpse-Raising Coffin.

According to Louis's observation, it had some connection to the source of Jason's power, and Jason had gradually become strange after being resurrected by the Necronomicon.

And the Necronomicon had fished Jason out of hell.

Then, what this gray light connected to...

Perhaps it was a certain layer of hell?

Power transmitted from a certain layer of hell.

This Jason really had great fortune; no wonder he was resurrected time and time again, and could become stronger with each resurrection.

So it turned out he had obtained a portion of hell's power.

Moreover, perhaps he could obtain more power with each resurrection—was it stealing? Or pledging allegiance? Or some other path?

Louis's Spiritual Eye could not discern that many details.

But there was no doubt that Jason was the best corpse material he had obtained so far!

A top-grade material capable of reaching the Corpse King realm!

Once refined, it would be a guardian spirit for his sect in the future.

He licked his lips.

Glancing at Jason's black-green skin, Louis waved his hand, covering the Corpse-Raising Coffin again.

It had only just been refined to the Black Zombie level; it was still far from the time for it to leave the coffin.

Currently, there was also no place where it was needed.

Louis reached out, and a streak of light flew out from the cell.

It was a blood-colored bead shimmering with precious light.

It was precisely the Blood River Bead.

Just to be safe, Louis had placed the Blood River Bead in front of the Corpse-Raising Coffin; after all, Jason was special, and before he was fully refined, one could never be too cautious.

And with the current Blood River Bead, Louis was fully confident in suppressing Jason.

Under two and a half years of blood nourishment, the current Blood River Bead had been forcibly pushed to the level of twelve restrictions, a perfect low-grade magic treasure.

Louis had made an estimate: using the current Blood River Bead, he was confident he could crush the Moth God in one blow, quickly destroy high-rise buildings, and even penetrate mountains and withstand concentrated bombing without any problems.

His strength had greatly increased.

This was the power of a perfect magic treasure.

Compared to the Blood River Bead, the other magic treasures were not so lucky.

The Wan Huan Yi was fine; as the second magic treasure refined, it had now reached nine restrictions and could contain the essence spirits of nine types of monsters.

The other magic treasures were all like the Corpse-Raising Coffin, with only three restrictions.

Louis shook the centipede bag at his waist; inside were a large number of fat-sucking leeches, the parasitic queen Beth, and the alien queen, all of which were under control.

But this was not its main ability; its main ability was to cultivate the centipede swarm. Once cultivated, it would cover the sky and sun, have astonishing toxicity, and could even mutate, possessing various miraculous effects.

Nowadays, Louis had already sent people to collect various insects like centipedes and wasps.

Preparing to select the best among the best for cultivation.

As for the Soul-Suppressing Ruler and the Puppet-Controlling Hand.

Louis shook his head and walked outside; after seeing the Corpse-Raising Coffin, it was time for him to go out for a walk.

He smoothed his hair, and a change of light flashed between his hands; a hint of silver flashed by, a thread that could go straight into the soul.

The three-restriction Puppet-Controlling Hand could only control four people.

It was both a puppet method and a soul attack.

And the defense for the soul was the Soul-Suppressing Ruler.

In Louis's mind, a copper ruler floated slightly, suppressing the area like a mountain, exuding a majestic divine power.

Although it was also only three restrictions, Louis had multiple layers of protection, so three was enough for now.

Calculating this way, all six magic treasures had already been fully refined.

Louis first went to see David.

Seeing David's ruddy complexion and energetic, healthy appearance, Louis was relieved; David could be considered to have enjoyed a good life these years.

The changes in various policies in America had not affected him; he had always maintained his wealth and even achieved financial freedom, so much so that going to work now was just a hobby.

At this time, David took off the Kitchen God amulet he was wearing and put it away carefully.

"Come, Louis, eat."

"Why are you only eating beef heart? Have some of this too."

The two sat in the courtyard, drinking and eating skewers, with Jenny helping with the barbecue nearby; for some reason, Louis subconsciously ate the most beef heart skewers.

Soon, David and Louis were drinking until their faces were red, and the look in David's eyes when he looked at Louis was full of joy.

It was just that this kid hadn't appeared at all in the past two years except for showing up during the holidays. He had also collected news about the supernatural side, such as Voodoo and alchemists, over the years and found that while such existences were powerful, they often met with accidents.

Either they turned themselves into dolls, or they poisoned themselves while collecting materials, and some even blew themselves up while refining potions.

From this, it could be seen that Louis's line of work was not easy to mix in!

How could one not be worried!

Now that he saw him safe, he was naturally at ease and happy.

"Louis, be careful when doing things, otherwise if something happens, Emma will be sad, and we will all be sad," David said with a hint of drunkenness.

Louis nodded subconsciously, then reacted and looked at David in surprise; was this him knowing about his and Emma's affair?

Seeing this, David chuckled, "Don't, don't underestimate the wisdom of the elderly; I could see that little thing between you two at a glance."

"Don't worry, I agree; after all, you two were both watched by me as you grew up. You getting married is a good thing; in the future, we will still be one family."

Saying this, he raised his glass again.

Louis followed suit and downed a glass.

Seeing that Louis didn't speak but drank directly, the smile on David's face grew even wider, and he suddenly said.

"Alright, Louis, come on, call me Dad."

???

"..."

Damn it, he was still thinking about this?

Louis was speechless.

Was he launching a surprise attack here?

"Hehe, come on, call me Dad," David laughed happily, looking just like a weasel with a sly smile after stealing a chicken.

Looking at David's appearance, Louis suddenly curled his lips.

"Hey, if I have to call, I will; after all, Uncle David, you are Lunca's father, it's only right."

"That's great, I've been waiting for this 'Dad' from you for... for... Lunca?!"

!!!

David's eyes widened.

Jenny, who was still grilling skewers nearby, also slipped her hand, and the meat skewers in her hand fell back; she looked at Louis in shock.

Good heavens.

You're taking both?

You really have the nerve!

Seeing David about to take action, Louis quickly stood up and ran away in a flash.

"Bastard! Fuck! You stop right there and explain yourself!"

David kicked over the stool and chased after him in two or three steps.

You chase, I run, he chases, I flee...

A chase battle thus began.

And Jenny, after a brief moment of astonishment, calmed down instead, leisurely sprinkled seasoning on a few meat skewers, and sat on the recliner, watching the two chase each other slowly.

Hmm, this meat tastes good.

After some bickering with David, Louis gained David's approval.

To be precise, David accepted it while holding his nose.

There was no help for it; he should have thought of it earlier. With Louis's excellence and their precociousness, it was very normal for them to be attracted to each other knowing there was no blood relationship.

Things had come to this, and it wasn't a bad thing.

It was just that seeing this guy made his teeth itch a little.

In the end, he simply chased Louis out.

Watching David go back, Louis shook his head, "His temper is still quite big, but it's good, his body is quite healthy."

After saying that, he walked toward the car that had been parked on the side of the street for a long time.

Just now, when David chased him away, he also mentioned something: he hadn't been to school for so long, and although he had solved it with his money power, there were still some documents regarding his advancement that needed his signature, so he should go over when he had time.

Might as well take advantage of this time to solve it on the way, then check on the company and his second uncle, and then return to Miami to see his grandfather and the others.

He got into the car.

It was still the same driver.

It had been a long time, and he actually missed him.

"Long time no see, how have you been these days? Looking at you, you should have already used the potion, right?"

"Thank you for your concern, Young Master. I have already used the potion, and the effect is very good. I can take on three people at the bar now, not feeling weak at all."

"Good man, don't ruin yourself."

"Don't worry, Young Master, I only play once a month. There are people on our team who can take on five; that's what you call powerful."

"Tsk, you play quite wildly... Has anything interesting happened recently?"

Louis changed the subject.

"Interesting things... A scandal broke out in a place a while ago, saying that the government had been conducting nuclear tests in a desert in New Mexico for a long time, causing large-scale pollution in that area, and even the clouds in the sky became poisonous clouds, causing some nearby animals and plants to wither."

"Many people are protesting this, especially those environmentalists, who were almost about to storm the New Mexico state government."

"It had some effect; the government has now announced that the place is closed, but they didn't admit to the nuclear testing, and not only that, the governor kicked them out."

"Is this interesting?"

"Young Master, the point is later: the protesters actually changed their appearance and dressed up as cattle and sheep, and went to protest in front of the state government again. You don't know, those reporters didn't even care before."

"Even when they stormed the state government, not many newspapers reported it, but once this situation appeared, half of the American media went there!"

"Here, Young Master, see for yourself."

Louis took the newspaper and immediately saw the people dressed as cattle and sheep in the box above; women were naked and dressed as cows, and men were on their knees and became goats.

It was as ridiculous as a clown.

Louis was amused and shook his head, putting the newspaper down.

This is truly... magical.

It seems LGBT is also about to start.

The next few years will probably be America's last glory.

The car sped away.

They arrived at the school all the way.

Looking at the school and those youthful boys and girls, Louis was slightly dazed.

It really feels like yesterday.

No, I'm also quite young now, the same age as them; it seems to be a mindset problem.

He stepped into the campus.

Louis headed straight for the school administration office.

Facts proved that money power was still effective, after a simple explanation.

The school directly gave a recommendation letter, filled with various friendly evaluations of Louis, and the graduation certificate and transcript were also complete, all of which were the standards of an honor student.

Even though he hadn't been to school at all for more than two years.

"Waste of time."

Louis curled his lips and walked out.

But he saw an acquaintance at the school gate.

A fat black figure, a mysterious temperament, it was the president of the Paranormal Club, Guillermo del Toro. At this time, he was holding a compass, saying something about finding dragons and pointing out acupoints in Chinese, muttering to himself.

"Hey!"

Slap!

The compass fell to the ground, and Guillermo was startled, looking at Louis with lingering fear.

"Hu... hu..."

"Is, is that Louis? You're back?"

"Yeah, I came back after finishing my business. What are you doing?"

"Nothing, just got an ancient Chinese compass, wanted to try the Feng Shui they were talking about."

Louis glanced at the compass and shook his head, "Fake, you've been cheated."

"Ah? Oh."

Guillermo had an expression of 'as expected', it seemed he had gained experience from being cheated.

"How is the Paranormal Club now?"

"It's already closed. Except for our batch of people, everyone else has been attracted to the Adventure Club. I'm about to graduate now, so I can only close the club."

Louis looked at Guillermo and, seeing that he still hadn't changed his original intention, suddenly said, "Any interest in doing something after graduation?"

"Hmm? You mean?"

"Yeah."

Louis nodded.

Guillermo's expression became excited, "Okay, no problem, whatever you say, I'll do."

"Don't be in a hurry, I'll set up a company in a while, you can come then. By the way, what major are you planning to apply for?"

"Photography and directing, minor in archaeology."

Photography... directing... archaeology?

What a combination.

Hard to comment.

"Alright, study hard, I'll contact you then."

"Mm-hmm, Boss, let me tell you..."

"..."

After the two had a meal at the school restaurant, they parted ways, and Louis got back into the car.

Heading toward the Kano International Orlando branch.

Setting up a company was naturally not a lie.

The Eater Company was a part of the future company. Living a new life, besides power and longevity, power, wealth, and beauties naturally had to be had.

And in America.

Wealth is power.

Future internet, biotechnology, military industry, daily necessities, water resources, etc., all can be participated in.

He wanted to occupy a sufficiently large position in the secular world.

Not only that, the company also had to open supernatural business.

Who said exorcism services couldn't be corporatized?

Like the Warrens and Elise, relying on fame to naturally ferment and sitting and waiting for others to send commissions, it's too slow and too small-minded. What's the difference between this and those shamans and witches in ancient times who could only roam one area?

There is no thinking about development and growth at all.

Darkness is coming again, and there will only be more strange events in the future. Seize this opportunity to corporatize, streamline, and standardize it.

Only then can we seize the opportunity and get the greatest benefits.

And after the sect is established, these will be natural peripheral forces.

In this way, step by step, steadily and surely, following the trend of the times, I don't believe I can't become a master and ancestor in this America, or even ascend to become an immortal.

(End of chapter)