Undead Farm

Chapter 88 Absorbing the Soul Box
"Fucking with you? Why?"

Chawencheng rolled his eyes at midnight, focusing on the broken sword on the ground and the group of goblin skeletons around him.

Not to mention the group of beggar-like servants, even their own equipment is so shabby, how dare you ask him to follow along?
Where does this confidence come from?
"I can get you out of here safely!"

In the middle of the night, Gu Gu and the others turned back into human bodies, imitating Bede's voice of broadcasting to seduce.

"As long as you hand over the soul box to me, I will be able to take you out of Thunder City safely. In addition, I will tell you that even the Judgment Knight has not been able to see through my identity."

Didn't the trial knight see through?
Sha Wencheng narrowed his eyes.

The undead are different from the demons. The obedience of the demons is that the species is superior and the inferior is the first, and the weak are the last, but the undead has only one:
Whoever holds the opponent's soul box can completely control the opponent's life and death.

But who would easily hand over such life-related things?

"Empty words are useless..."

"Goodbye then."

Ye Sangen turned around and left. He had already said his word, so he didn't bother to continue bargaining with the other party. Besides, the initiative now was in his hands.

"Hey, wait..."

Sure enough, Sha Wencheng's voice came from behind.

"Is it really safe to leave... here?"

"If it's fake, otherwise, where do you think I came from? How did I survive until now?"

Sha Wencheng thought for a while, then shook his head.

"No, what if you ask me to do something I don't want to do?"

In the middle of the night, he turned and walked away without turning his head. The gesture of shaking hands was extremely skillful and pure, like a master bargainer who learned from the aunt in the market.

I count silently in my heart:

three,
two,
One,

"and many more!"

At midnight, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he turned around.

"Have you thought about it?"

Sha Wencheng's brows furrowed into knots: "Can you tell me first what your purpose is? To unify the Holy Stone Continent or to fight for hegemony?"

Ye Sangen shook his head, pointed to the sky, and then pointed to his feet.

"I just want to be able to survive and walk normally in this world. I don't provoke people, but I don't want my fate to be controlled by others. Are you satisfied with this answer?"

"Then what do you want me to do?" Sha Wencheng asked again.

Ye San gave him an even more strange look, and said meaningfully: "That depends on what you want to do and what you are good at."

"To be honest, I have one less you here, and one more you is not too many, but it is too difficult for the undead to survive on this continent. I think you are not a bad person, so I want to give you a hand. Fortunately, In this lonely world, there is a fellow of the same race who can talk to me, and that's all I can say..."

"Give!"

Sha Wencheng suddenly clicked from the center of his eyebrows, and handed a thumb-sized blue square to Ye Sangeng.

"I don't believe you, but I really want to go out, but I have a little request, I will not hinder any of your plans, but you can't force me to do something I don't want to do, otherwise I would rather blow myself up I won't let you go!"

Seeing Sha Wencheng's body full of blue flames rising, Ye Sangeng smiled. After receiving the soul box, he did not rush to merge, but shook hands with Sha Wencheng tightly.

"Don't worry, it's just fighting and doing farm work at most, and I won't wrong you."

In this way, Ye San persuaded others more easily with his words, and gained a new powerful subordinate.

Judging from combat strength, Sha Wencheng is at least much stronger than the self-harming Beide, and the title deed competition will have a three-point chance of winning by then.

And after absorbing Sha Wencheng's soul box, there was indeed a new item in the servant column in the night shift, but he wanted to slap himself hard after just looking at it.

Sha Wencheng actually needs 25 points to maintain his soul energy!
How can it be so high? !Even the sum of him and Bede is only 20 points!
And the most important thing is that it has been dark for a long time now, and there are swamps and ferocious monsters outside. It is impossible for him to rush back to Lorraine Forest before dawn.

Then why is he in such a hurry to merge? Wouldn't it be better to wait until dawn to settle the settlement?
Lost 20 points of soul power in vain!
"Why is your face so ugly? Am I occupying too much of your soul space?"

Chauvin Cheng couldn't help asking worriedly when he saw Ye Sangen's face was livid.

A powerful lich can control a massive army of undead. That's because the soul of a lich who has abandoned his body is so powerful that it can hold countless soul boxes.
But this poor guy doesn't look very strong at first glance. Could it be that the soul sea is about to explode after being forced into the soul box?

Wow, if that's the case, he will hang up with him too!

Ye Sangeng waved his hand: "It's nothing, it's just that you broke my sword just now, which makes me feel a little distressed, just wait for me to take it easy."

"sword?"

Sha Wencheng looked back at the debris on the ground and scratched his head.

"If this is the case, I can make it up to you. Come with me."

"Hiss! This is?!"

As Sha Wencheng continued deeper into the corridor, a room filled with various weapons and equipment appeared in front of him in the middle of the night.

"I picked it up outside when I was bored. I originally wanted to practice other weapons, but later I found it was not easy, but it was a bit wasteful to put it outside to rot, so..."

Ye Sangen looked at the pile of all kinds of long swords, spears, shields, and even bows and crossbows, at least one or two thousand pieces, and his mouth opened wide.

Although due to time and maintenance, at least [-]% of the equipment here is unusable, but there are two to three hundred pieces left, and the fact that it has not rotted for so long means that the quality must be good, at least better than those in the hands of goblins. Rusty and blunt knives are better, right?
Ye Sangen climbed up and looked around, pulled out a steel round shield and waved it, then pulled out an iron spear and poked it. After thinking about it, he looked back at Sha Wencheng.

"You don't want any of these, do you?"

Sha Wencheng nodded: "It's all rubbish, you can do whatever you want."

Ye Sangen looked at the shining sword and gun in Sha Wencheng's hand, especially the fist-sized purple gemstone on the hilt, and swallowed his saliva.

Well, in front of his equipment, this pile of stuff is undoubtedly garbage.

And he, the guy who digs equipment out of trash...

"Hey, Wen Cheng, let me tell you something."

Waving for the Goblin Skeleton to come over and sort out the equipment, Ye Sangen stood next to Sha Wencheng and coughed.

"Well, you said."

"Look at that, we are leaving here tomorrow, and you have said before that you will suffer if you go out with your appearance. Let's not talk about the armor, let's say that you are a dead person who ran out. It's bound to cause quite a bit of trouble if you recognize it, right?"

Sha Wencheng nodded, which is why he had to stay in Thunder City.

"So I have to make some adjustments to your appearance. It's for your own good. Just bear with it, and you'll be fine soon."

After speaking, Ye Sangeng turned on the appearance customization function of the camouflage with a smile.

I was so nervous about pinching my face for the first time, what should I pinch it into?
How about a goblin?
or……

Meow?

(End of this chapter)