[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-dimension-park-i-am-the-summoning-apostle":3,"chapter-dimension-park-i-am-the-summoning-apostle-dimension-park-i-am-the-summoning-apostle-chapter-203":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Dimension Park: I Am the Summoning Apostle",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2279220,4458,"Chapter 203: Rotting Corpse at the Temple Gate, Coffin Blocking the Road","dimension-park-i-am-the-summoning-apostle-chapter-203",203,"\u003Cp>【Begin Trial for Dimensional Apostle ID 99990909191】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Cangmang Guling (Peace Mode)】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Trial Summary: In an era of warlord chaos, Cangmang Guling buries numerous tombs, harboring various great evils】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Trial Task: Within one month, enter Cangmang Guling and locate an ancient tomb of a prince, marquis, or higher rank】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Trial Difficulty: D-Class (Normal)】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Trial Reward: 2000 Paradise Points, +1 Attribute Point】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Trial Failure: Lose 4000 Paradise Points, forced return】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Hint: Do not leave the trial area arbitrarily, or risk unknown consequences such as increased difficulty—assume full responsibility】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Hint: In Peace Mode, killing fellow apostles does not drop Apostle Chests】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Warning: Do not mention or reveal any Dimensional Paradise-related information during the trial, or you will lose trial eligibility, have all tasks failed, be forcibly repatriated to the Paradise, and lose 1 point from all attributes】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Chain Quest Stage 1: Enter Yuanping Wang’s Tomb and retrieve the Ziwei Jade Seal】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Trial Difficulty: S-Class (Nightmare)】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Trial Reward: Unlock next stage of chain quest】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Trial Failure: This talent awakening quest terminates】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【You spent 200 Paradise Points and mastered the language and script of this world】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Open Identity Selection】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Identity: Wandering Sorcerer (Inherited), Cost: 500 Paradise Points】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Danqing stood inside a ruined temple, staring at the main quest, his expression slightly odd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The good news is the talent quest overlaps with the trial task.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The bad news is—what the hell is this, sending me to tomb raiding?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is illegal, you’ll end up in jail, stitching shoes on a sewing machine,” Chu Danqing joked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After selecting his identity, Chu Danqing’s mind filled with chaotic fengshui knowledge, along with details about this trial world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Similar to the Republican warlord era, airplanes and cannons had already taken the stage; cold weapons were obsolete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lethality had increased, but so had the cost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Casting silver coins required technical skill and silver mines, so many warlords turned their eyes to tomb burial goods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The four major schools—Banshan, Xieling, Mojin, and Faqiu—flourished and branched out under market demand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Official staff really are different—more detailed intel, and actual knowledge given,” Chu Danqing thought the Paradise’s benefits were truly excellent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spent the same amount of Paradise Points but gained more, though part of it was due to his rank’s upgrade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But the problem is—I don’t know how to use any of this fengshui knowledge,” Chu Danqing said helplessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knowledge isn’t something you acquire just by memorizing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Paradise didn’t care—he paid, the Paradise delivered what was owed; the rest was none of its concern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Chu Danqing stood inside a ruined temple, before him a pile of ash—the remains of burned dry firewood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He scanned the temple: a headless deity statue sat silently upon its altar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Da Bao, however, fixed his gaze on the temple’s exterior, growling a warning from his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, a heavy rainstorm raged, lightning flashing intermittently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a thunderous boom, in the flash of lightning, Chu Danqing saw a blurred human figure standing motionless in the rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Chu Danqing stepped back behind Da Bao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s going on?” Chu Danqing asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dead man,” Da Bao replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, the figure appeared abruptly on the temple’s threshold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did Chu Danqing clearly see its appearance—half-rotted skin crawling with maggots, as if freshly dug from a grave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Given this world’s lore, such a thing was entirely possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Male corpse. From the clothing, he’s no wealthy man,” Chu Danqing noted the coarse hemp robe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He died with a final breath unexhaled, his body decaying into a rotting corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The quickest solution is to break the evil qi in his chest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t ask how Chu Danqing knew—his identity granted the knowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fengshui knowledge of this world wasn’t just about fengshui—it also involved deeply dark matters of the dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Da Bao, strike his throat.” Chu Danqing gave the order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Da Bao lunged forward; the rotting corpse moved too—but seemed cowardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It avoided Da Bao and chose Chu Danqing instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was too slow—Da Bao’s claws pierced the corpse’s throat instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black, rotting miasma surged out, filling the entire temple with stench.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corpse collapsed into a pool of pus, its bones dissolving along with it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the clothing remained mixed in the sludge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Da Bao’s face twisted—he bolted behind Chu Danqing, shoving his large head against Chu Danqing’s back, covering his nose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ugh—stink.” No sooner had Da Bao spoken than he vomited on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Danqing’s eye twitched—Da Bao’s senses were sharp, his smell acute; being hit with this stench head-on was unbearable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Da Bai, cast a shield,” Chu Danqing sighed; a shield could effectively block the odor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Da Bai extended two heads, releasing a wide-area healing surge—Spirit Art + Dao Foundation—layering two shields onto Da Bao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did Da Bao recover.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We need to train your sensory issues,” Chu Danqing muttered, having found another weakness in Da Bao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normal people could overcome this, but Da Bao’s intelligence was only five years old—how much self-control could you expect from a nearly three-meter-tall five-year-old?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rest over there for now. I’ll check what’s here,” Chu Danqing told Da Bao, then began examining the pus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the clothing, he pulled out a talisman carved from a pangolin claw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mojin Talisman? It’s a Mojin Captain,” Chu Danqing recognized, per his fengshui knowledge—the talisman was authentic, not a fake, belonging to a legitimate tomb raider.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he had met his end here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Beyond this, no other clues,” Chu Danqing said, then disposed of the stinking pus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, the downpour continued—he wouldn’t move yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mainly because he didn’t know which direction to go; leaving blindly risked disaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pus had been washed away by rain—he used Five Element Spirit to clear the stench from the temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did Da Bao sit down unhappily, munching snacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was nothing else to do—snacks first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Chu Danqing said nothing, lit a fire, and opened the public communication channel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was eerily quiet—few spoke, but he could see the number of participants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Including himself, there were 321 people; different identities meant different drop locations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Actually, this was good news—fewer people meant fewer conflicts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After about fifteen minutes, the rain lessened and stopped; thunder faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the sky remained gloomy, lifeless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go, see what’s out there,” Chu Danqing said, rising and summoning the Beast-Mask Warrior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the warrior and warhorse appeared, they radiated a killing aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a passive aura boost from his Perception attribute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once outside, under the warrior’s control, the aura receded, returning to its normal state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My Lord,” the Beast-Mask Warrior bowed upon summoning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“March out. Don’t ask where—I’ll follow the road,” Chu Danqing said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fengshui knowledge was limited; his identity gave no direction, only partial setting details.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Task-related clues must be found by himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He boarded the chariot; the driver-warrior immediately guided it down the road from the temple’s entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The temple sat atop a hill, desolate and abandoned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking down from halfway up the slope, he could see a small village.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Danqing planned to head there first to gather information.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as they advanced, a coffin blocked the road.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the marks, it seemed washed here by the storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Danqing narrowed his eyes: “First a Mojin Captain, now a coffin blocking the way.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Send Ghost-Resentment Infant to check,” Chu Danqing noticed the coffin lid was gone—he suspected whatever was inside had escaped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From his shadow, a Ghost-Resentment Infant crawled from its mother’s arms, darting toward the coffin and leaping inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>About ten seconds later, the infant emerged clutching a embroidered shoe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it babbled that the coffin contained only this one shoe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The coffin was already empty before it was washed here,” Chu Danqing said, seeing nothing else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if the logic holds, the Grave Robber Captain may have been killed by whatever’s in this coffin, then died with resentment and became a decayed corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Down the mountain—definitely ran to the village,” Chu Danqing said, immediately reducing the coffin to ash with Fire Elemental Qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the embroidered shoe, keep it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>See if we can lure that thing out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it’s strong enough, it could be another treasure chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the earlier decayed corpse, if it were in the Reserve Rank, it would’ve dropped at least one Common-tier treasure chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now we’re at Rank 1—it no longer drops Common-tier chests; the lowest is now Excellent-tier, so naturally none dropped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Da Bao, can you smell anything?” Chu Danqing asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, water washed away the scent,” Da Bao shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, this isn’t the original crime scene; second, there was heavy rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Da Bao’s sense of smell relies on Perception stat, not a conceptual ability, so it’s naturally limited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps if he reaches 30 Perception, he might catch some trace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm, I understand,” Chu Danqing said, not pressing further, and slipped the embroidered shoe into his pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If a hand or hair reached out from inside the shoe, that’d be interesting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because right next door is the Edict of the Son of Heaven, containing not just the Son of Heaven but also ten burly Yellow Turban Warriors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So it’s best if this is just an ordinary embroidered shoe—otherwise, the consequences will be terrible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Danqing is a good man, but none of his summons or allies are.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go, down the mountain,” Chu Danqing said, and only then did the Driver Armored Warrior drive the carriage down the mountain again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1568,"2026-06-20T00:54:41.633Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","06abad497391940e21332a0035e9f5dd9e7fb273f9f54b5c3312dbc214344c4e","dimension-park-i-am-the-summoning-apostle-chapter-204","dimension-park-i-am-the-summoning-apostle-chapter-202",305,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdimension-park-i-am-the-summoning-apostle-cover.jpg"]