Lin Mo and the zombie leader were sitting side by side outside the pit. The zombie leader rolled his throat slowly, pointed at the demon Runtu lying on the ground eating dirt, and said, "He said... I am... despicable. ..The species is not worthy of living in the world.."

As more and more zombies die, the leader's strength gradually increases, his wisdom slowly grows, and various characteristics of the human race become prominent.

Lin Mo comforted him, as if comforting a newborn, and said, "He has a mean mouth. Just ignore him. Nothing good can come out of that dog mouth."

Then he added, "You were born according to the fate of heaven and earth. You were born with a mission. How glorious..."

Then he glanced back at the demon Runtu who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, and he said unconvinced, "Tch!"

The zombie leader looked at Lin Mo with sincere eyes, smiled, slowly opened his wings behind him, and said excitedly, "I...I don't have a name yet..."

Give me a name?

Demon Runtu interrupted, "Just call me Little Wings!"

Lin Mo: "Get out!"

...

"General."

"It's a good call to call me a general. He's mighty and domineering, yet elegant!"

General?

Does that mean I will have a name in the future?

The zombie leader nodded silently and said word by word, "Okay, from now on... my name is... General!"

More and more zombies are gathering here, and one by one jumps in. The team of zombies are willing to die under the orders of the generals without any complaints.

There may be suppression coming from deep within the bloodline.

The luck of the zombie race seems to be connected with the air. After large-scale death, part of the luck and power are buried in the thick soil with the ashes and returned to the heaven and earth.

Another part belongs to the leader, the general.

Now, not only can he speak clearly, but he can also retract and unfold the wings behind him freely. If he didn't show his strength, he would not be recognized as the zombie leader at all.

Almost immediately, Lin Mo took them back to the Spark Base.

This coming and going was really tiring, and I was so tired that I wanted to just sit there and not move.

Lin Mo returned to the base, briefly explained to Xie Wushang, and took the people to get the two settled before going back to the room to rest.

Lying on the bed with hazy consciousness, he threw a circle of butterflies and scattered them around the room.

He fell onto the bed with a thud.

Mountain cliff Today, the same woman is standing on a steep cliff, overlooking the mountains.

Lin Mo stepped forward step by step.

The fog cleared.

"Are you here?" The woman never looked back, her voice was shocking.

Lin Mo was silent, stroking his face, unable to tell whether it was reality or illusion first.

"I don't know..."

Before Lin Mo could speak, she looked back. With just one glance, Lin Mo understood what it meant to be a heavenly being.

Her eyes are like the bright moon, her eyes are like the distant mountains, and her eyes are rippling, like a goddess walking out of a painting.

Lin Mo, who was stunned on the spot, couldn't find anything to describe the woman's beauty.

I was stunned for a moment.

"There are very few descendants of the Wu clan who can come up to me..." She muttered in a low voice.

Lin Mo asked, "Am I the first to see you?"

Her voice was noble and holy, reassuring, "It's the right time, yes."

"Where is this place?"

"My dojo." She said.

"Then who are you?"

"The ancestral witch in your mouth."

"Did you call me here?" Lin Mo asked after seeing her dojo for the first time.

She shook her head and said, "No."

"Your bloodline has awakened, and your consciousness has been seen across thousands of years. Maybe fate is guiding you."

Lin Mo didn't know why. Could it be that there was something wrong with his practice, so the power of his blood led him here.

"You have the power of the Witch Clan's bloodline but not the Magic Clan's magical powers. The continuous awakening of your bloodline accelerates your growth. If this continues, it will be a battle between trapped beasts."

Having no power but no magical powers is like the king of beasts who has lost his claws. Sooner or later, the power of his bloodline will be exhausted.

That's why I was guided here.

Lin Mo probably understood what she meant.

"Then where should I look?" Lin Mo asked.

The ancestral witch shook his head and said softly, "You are not a born witch, you are just an accidental inheritance. I can't teach you magic, otherwise you will hide in the void."

"If you are destined, you will naturally meet other people from the Witch Clan!"

"Go back. If you leave for too long, you will be left in the void forever!" After that, she waved her hand gently and pushed Lin Mo thousands of miles away.

Lin Mo suddenly woke up from the bed and looked at the sunlight coming from the window. It was still the setting sun shining slantingly.

As soon as he opened the door and stretched, he found the devil Runtu's dead eyes standing at the door staring at him.

"Witch woman, what on earth are you doing inside!" Demon Runtu asked through gritted teeth.

Lin Mo was speechless and said, "I'm going to take a nap on horseback. What do you want?"

How annoying.

The next second I saw the generals not far away helping others with their work and being thanked by the people.

"Okay, general, I've only been here for a long time and I've already established good relations with them." Lin Mo underestimated.

Demon Runtu covered his face and said indifferently, "But you took a nap for three days!"

Nani?

Lin Mo immediately closed the door again, leaving Demon Runtu alone outside.

He mobilized his strength and checked the two inner elixirs in his dantian.

The inner elixir changed during sleep, and the two inner elixirs faintly emitted a golden light.

One of them is overall blue, with a snowflake mark in the center; the other is silvery white, with a silvery white flame mark in the center.

That mark represents the power of law.

I went to the Ancestral Witch Dojo and directly consolidated my cultivation?

However, two inner elixirs were formed and took root in the Dantian.

Suddenly he thought of something and asked, "System, has the curse been broken?"

"Not even close" the system replied.

"Then do you know where I am going to find the magical powers of the Witch Clan?" Lin Mo asked with his hands on the window, looking into the distance.

"I don't know, host, but as long as I keep moving forward, I'm very likely to find it. At the worst, I can just pick some from the garbage stars."

you're right.

The equipment is all picked up, and even the body is picked up.

Is it my destiny to pick up rags?

"How did the mission go this time?" Lin Mo asked.

The system responded in a soft and cute voice, "Still talking to Fang Tiandao to see if it has any other requirements."

After a while, Lin Mo got the answer, feedback from the world's heaven.

Lin Mo's mission will not be completed until the world environment is completely stabilized, the people can recover and recuperate, and all people infected with the zombie virus have been cured by Xie Wushang.

That's fine, just treat it as a vacation in this world.

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