Chapter 177: Something is wrong

Faced with Zhang Gui's questioning, Shen Shijing did not make a sound, as if tacitly acknowledging it.

And because Zhang Gui had lived two lifetimes, and the first was spent in a "boring" technological world,

he had always held a deep-rooted, unchangeable perception after being reincarnated into this supernatural world:

Since one is already living in a supernatural world where great power belongs to oneself, if one does not place their life's pursuit on "becoming an emperor or ancestor," wouldn't one be an idiot!

And this is likely the inner voice of ninety-nine percent of transmigrators.

Therefore, he truly did not understand why a person like Shen Shijing, who possessed supreme cultivation aptitude and superior intelligence, and who had all the cultivation techniques and medicinal pills they could want,

would go and do things that put the cart before the horse.

If the island nation ruled by one's own family was overturned, then it wouldn't hurt to try and borrow power to set things right.

If it was difficult to handle, then put it aside for the time being.

Once one cultivates to the Heavenly Rank or above, where destroying heaven and earth is a trivial matter, then turning back to restore the nation would be easy enough.

Why must one insist on being stubborn now?

However, these words were not easy to say plainly, so he could only open his mouth,

"This is truly a case of 'the temple is small but the demonic winds are strong, the pond is shallow but there are many turtles.'

Prince Zhen has only left the capital and his temporary palace has only been in power for how long, and already there are one, two, three cliques forming factions.

And now there is you, this 'Number Four' waiting in the wings.

Yet he has actually only conquered one circuit and one prefecture on Xianrong Island.

The remaining so-called 'Ten Cities of the Nine Heavenly Craft Islands' may indeed be able to station troops.

But there is no need for me to say how the new army's combat power is; anyone with eyes can see how pathetic it is.

Getting involved in such a mess, isn't that just asking for trouble?"

"Since you have already been involuntarily drawn into the game on Xianrong Island, can you retreat unscathed just by not getting involved?

Do you really think you can 'obey the orders but ignore the decrees'?"

Shen Shijing asked in return, and then, without forcing him, reminded him,

"War is a matter of human lives; dead people are the least valuable things on the battlefield, and as long as it doesn't cause a plague, few living people care.

But everything has a limit.

Last time, you took advantage of the 'small nation war' between Prince Zhen's temporary palace and the Yuanshan Guard Army to devour tens of thousands of corpses.

How could that not have attracted anyone's attention?

It is just that within Prince Zhen's entire temporary palace right now, there is no telling how many people have ulterior motives.

And what you did has no conflict with anyone's interests, so no one is willing to mention it or manage it.

But if there is a change in the future and a scapegoat needs to be pushed out,

when others are busy with factional strife and mutual attacks, unable to reach a stalemate,

and they suddenly discover that you, this barbarian general who committed demonic acts, have cleverly not formed any cliques,

what do you think the consequences will be?"

Zhang Gui was speechless for a moment.

And Shen Shijing said nothing more, bid a light farewell, flew into the moonlight, and disappeared without a trace.

With nothing to do, Zhang Gui stared at the moon for a while, then suddenly spurred the golden Qi-blood and Gang-Qi in his body, flew up without his feet touching the ground, and also disappeared into the night.

"A thousand-man Stone Corpse soldier unit requires one Thousand-Man Commander, ten Hundred-Man Commanders, one hundred Ten-Man Commanders, and one thousand individual Stone Corpse soldiers.

And to refine one thousand Stone Corpse soldiers requires one thousand corpses of normal adults who have just died; a Hundred-Man Commander requires one hundred corpses... and so on.

To refine an entire thousand-man Stone Corpse soldier unit requires five thousand corpses of adults who have just died.

My current limit for refining Stone Corpse soldiers is one hundred and eight thousand-man teams, and consuming five hundred and forty thousand corpses is enough.

Even if there are missing arms, legs, heads, or internal organs;

or if the corpses have been dead for a long time and the essence of their souls has completely dissipated, the consumption will increase significantly.

What I have accumulated is almost enough.

If it really doesn't work, I'll just stop being so greedy and quietly leave Xianrong Island.

Although Bai Xiaoshen looks like a white lotus, she has never gained a single bit of benefit from me.

Not only that.

Back in Zhihai Town, she reminded me once to guard against the invasion of inner demons, which was a huge help.

And her reminder now is also... ah, Zhang Gui, when did your impression of Bai Xiaoshen become so good?

No, what Bai Xiaoshen, didn't you used to call her politely Mr. Shen or Shen Zhexian?

When did you secretly come up with the nickname 'Bai Xiaoshen' in your heart?

Isn't this starting to fall into a trap? You must be vigilant!

Besides, you only need five hundred and forty thousand corpses to satisfy the limit of your subordinates' Stone Corpse soldier recruitment.

But what about the future?

According to the speed of the Spirit Cong excavation, perhaps you will soon be able to refine ten thousand Stone Corpse soldiers.

In that case, the number of corpses consumed will have to be multiplied by ten.

And with your determination to 'become an emperor or ancestor,' it will be a trivial matter to break through the bloodline barrier in the future and create a method to refine one hundred thousand Stone Corpse soldiers.

Then a unit of one hundred thousand Stone Corpse soldiers would consume... I have to calculate carefully..."

On the way back to the Wuzuo Yisuo, he pondered silently in his heart, starting off on the right track.

But the more he thought, the more confused he became.

He did not notice at all that a drifting, flickering figure had appeared beside him at some point.

The figure held a small soup bowl in their right hand and gently fanned with their left, fanning the fragrance of the soup from the bowl into their own nose.

Soon, Zhang Gui, who had been flying through the air, changed to running with long strides on the ground.

Yet he himself was still completely unaware.

Just like that, the trip there took less than half a quarter of an hour, but the return from the mass grave took a full hour.

By the time Zhang Gui stood at the entrance of the Yisuo, the sky was already turning white.

Just as he was about to push the door open, he caught a glimpse of a bit of sunlight spreading in the east, and he turned his head subconsciously to look.

The moment the sunlight hit his eyes, Zhang Gui's spirit suddenly jolted.

The figure beside him seemed to have sensed something and instantly vanished into thin air.

At the same time, Zhang Gui woke up completely.

"What kind of madness was I having!

How could I be there daydreaming about surpassing Emperor Chiyou and defeating the Great God Kuafu!

Isn't that like an ant trying to trip an elephant? It's completely brain-dead.

To be so radiant after just a little achievement, 'I reflect on myself three times a day,' Zhang Gui.

I reflect on myself three times a day!"

He patted his cheeks hard towards the sunlight, turned around, and walked into the Yisuo.

In the air a hundred paces away, the drifting figure looked at Zhang Gui's disappearing figure and nodded in appreciation.

"At such a young age, having experienced so little of the world, to be able to break the lingering effects of Meng Po soup is truly rare.

It's just a pity that in the end, he still borrowed a bit of the golden dawn, which is not quite perfect."

Only then did they truly dissipate between heaven and earth.

Zhang Gui, having returned to the Yisuo, went back to his own room and fell asleep directly on the heated brick bed.

I don't know how much time passed, but he heard Lü Zhenduan's soft call in his ear,

"Longhu, Longhu, have you slept well?"

Zhang Gui opened his eyes in a daze, and seeing the dim sky outside the window, he couldn't help but yawn and say:

"Old Lü, what madness are you having, coming to my room to call me so early."

"Longhu, it is dusk now; you have slept for an entire day."

Zhang Gui's eyes widened upon hearing this, and he sat up from the bed.

He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't find where it was wrong.

At this moment, he heard Lü Zhenduan continue:

"Mr. Xi Hui, Guan Qingxia has come to Hancheng Prefecture; he sent a post at noon.

He said he would come to pay a visit tonight.

That is why I called you."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 178 =====