Muzan spread his flesh and blood on the land of Inazuma. Some of his clones turned into plants such as grass, flowers and trees, and some turned into animals such as rabbits jumping in the woods, deer running and ferocious tigers.

In order to avoid neurasthenia caused by multi-threaded operations, Muzan severed the mental connections of these unintelligent clones. Only when necessary would Muzan reconnect to these unintelligent clones.

Normally, Muzan would let them act according to their instincts so that it would be difficult to find any flaws.

Fortunately, Muzan's cells will not multiply with the actions of his clone, and will be killed by high temperatures. Otherwise, as time goes by, the entire Inazuma and even Teyvat will be destroyed by Muzan's cells.

At that time, the continent of Teyvat will be renamed the continent of Muzan.

After performing these life-saving operations, Muzan still felt uneasy.

What if Inazuma suddenly gets destroyed? What if Teyvat suddenly gets destroyed?

So Muzan immediately decided to let some of his clones turn into birds and fish to leave Inazuma and go to other countries, while collecting ways to go to other worlds.

In this way, if Teyvat is really destroyed, Muzan will not die because of the cells left in another world. He can completely resurrect in another world with the help of his clone.

Unfortunately, Wuzan was happy too early.

Inazuma is surrounded by thunderclouds, and the entire country has turned into a huge cage.

At this moment, the lockdown order turned into chains that blocked the ghost king Muzan, mercilessly trapping him in this man-eating land.

The thunderclouds surrounding Inazuma seemed to be able to smell the foul odor of Muzan's clone. Even though Muzan's clone transformed into a fish and dived into the deep sea several hundred meters deep, his body was still split apart by the divine punishment from the sky.

The thunderclouds covering Inazuma blocked out the sun, allowing Muzan to walk freely across the country.

Inazuma, who was filled with thunder and rain, trapped Muzan, who was trapped on this land by the will of God.

Unless Muzan can change the will of Thunder God and let her remove the dark cloud surrounding Inazuma, Inazuma will be Muzan's prison for eternity.

But even if Muzan is the King of Demons, he does not have the courage to shake the will of God.

Muzan comforted himself: "It's good to stay in Inazuma. At least now I'm hungry and I have the strength to grab food."

Even a coward can be very scary when he is angry.

Muzan looks back on his life, trembling with fear and treading on thin ice, and has never received the protection of gods. Now the gods are targeting and trying to stop his plan to escape from Inazuma and save himself.

Muzan decided to take revenge on Thor.

Well, he decided to start by eating up all of Inazuma's rice.

Just a joke, how could a coward like Muzan dare to provoke the powerful Thor? If Thor really appeared in front of him, Muzan would definitely kneel down and lick Thor's boots and beg for his life.

Muzan has never been able to ask for food since he was a child. His years of begging experience have made him deeply understand the correctness of bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

So Muzan decided to find some people who were easy to bully and take away their food.

Even after becoming the Demon King, Muzan was able to replenish his body's energy through elemental power instead of eating, but he still habitually wanted to fill his stomach with food.

The feeling of being full is such a blessing for Muzan.

According to the appearance in his memory, Muzan beautified his original appearance by several hundred degrees and transformed himself into a handsome nobleman. Of course, since he could not change into clothes, Muzan could only secretly take a piece of clothing from the Fatui camp.

Although it was a little big when worn, it immediately became a fit after Muzan's skillful improvements.

As a man with ten years of experience in wandering and begging, Muzan’s wilderness survival skills are definitely maxed out. If it weren’t for the erosion of the power of the gods, Muzan wouldn’t have been so miserable that he almost starved to death.

If he had not been infected by Chongshen, Muzan might have become a local boss with his own abilities.

So if he has the chance, he will definitely take revenge on the shogunate army and the rebels and make them feel the pain.

Just like that, Muzan, wearing the uniform of the Fatui army, swaggered into the bustling streets of the outlying island.

When the passers-by saw that they were the brutal Fatui, they fled as fast as they could and turned into birds and beasts.

Wuzan was very pleased when he saw this.

Pick up a fruit from a sunset fruit vendor and start eating it.

Click——

"Hiss——" Muzan sucked in a breath of cold air. The fruit was so sour that his teeth were about to fall out, but Muzan couldn't bear to waste food, so he gritted his teeth and finished the fruit.

After finishing the meal, looking at the burly vendor who was holding back his anger, Wuzan challenged him: “Why, you’re not convinced!”

"I'm eating your fruit to give you face. Come on, hand over the Mora in your body."

Muzan remembered that it was this vendor who beat and kicked him when he was begging before. It was also he who took the lead in throwing stones when Muzan participated in the Fatui conscription.

The vendor raised his head timidly, looking at Muzan with fear. When he was reluctantly taking out the Mora bag tied around his waist, he saw Muzan's familiar face.

The vendor suddenly became arrogant, saying ferociously and arrogantly: "So it's you, the Inazuma spy who joined the Fatui. Get out of here now."

"You are just a stinking beggar. You really think you can become a noble lord by clinging to the thighs of fools. Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself?"

At this time, Inazuma, who discovered Muzan's identity, has returned and turned out to be a fake Fatui. What is there to be afraid of?

One by one, they became arrogant and belittled Muzan, as if this could show their masculinity and cover up the embarrassment of their previous panic escape.

The people around the vendor also started to tease him, laughing at him for being scared to the point of having his legs weakened by a stinky beggar.

The merchant was originally afraid of the Fatui soldier's clothes on Muzan, and thought that he only lost a broken fruit, so he planned to drive Muzan away first, and then take revenge with his cousin who worked in the shogunate army.

But the vendor became angry and humiliated by the laughter of the crowd. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. Then he saw his cousin rushing over here, and he suddenly felt emboldened.

He pointed at Wuzan's nose and cursed: "You stinky beggar, you bastard, if you don't pay me 100,000 Mora today, just leave your arm behind."

The cousin from the shogunate army came over in a pretentious manner and asked, "What's going on?"

The vendor then exaggerated his words, and the person next to him added that Muzan also robbed him of 10,000 Mora.

I stole 20,000 Mora from the stall next door.

Thirty thousand Moras.

Forty thousand Moras.

……

Muzan looked at the debt of one million Mora that he suddenly had to bear with a joking look. He had clearly only robbed a sunset fruit, but in the mouths of these people, Muzan was as hateful as a man-eating devil.

No, if they knew that Muzan was really an evil spirit, they would never dare to be so arrogant. Perhaps it is precisely because they did not know that Muzan was an evil spirit that they bullied Muzan so much, wishing to break his bones and suck his marrow.

It's ridiculous.

As the saying goes: "Only the person who falsely accuses you knows exactly how innocent you are."

This was the first time that Muzan thanked the doctor so much, and thanked the ghost king, who was hated and feared by everyone. If he was still the little beggar before, facing the current desperate situation, he would only be squeezed dry of every drop of blood and tears and die in agony.

Wuzan covered his face and laughed neurotically: "Hahaha, hahahahahahahahahahaha, hahahahahahahahahahaha!!!"

The cousin of the shogunate army drew out a knife, pointed at Muzan, and asked angrily: "Shut up, what are you laughing at, I'm going to cut off your tongue."

Muzan asked: "Why did this land give birth to an evil ghost like me?"

"Because this is hell!!!"

"Look at you guys, you look more like demons than I do."

The vendor sneered, "You don't think you can scare me like that."

"I haven't noticed before, this kid is pretty good looking, cousin, why don't you cut off his hands and feet and send them to the nobleman's house."

"Don't those noble lords like these handsome little boys the most? Maybe you can even get a promotion, cousin."

The shogunate soldier nodded in agreement and walked towards Muzan with a knife in hand: "You have a point. Step back a little, don't get blood on yourself."

Muzan's eyes were deep as he thought about how to punish the group of evil spirits in front of him.

The next second, Muzan's body swelled up and became like a demon. His body was as big as a mountain, with six eyes on his face, eighty arms on his body, and sharp teeth in his mouth.

Muzan turned into the most terrifying appearance he could imagine, and looked quietly at the vendors and villagers who surrounded him.

For a moment, the street became as silent as death.

When Muzan appeared in the clothes of the Fatui, the real good people had already gone into the house and hid, and there was no good person standing here. Although it didn't matter to Muzan whether they were good people or not, if some of these onlookers chose to leave or help him instead of standing by and watching the show, like a dog looking for an opportunity to bite his head, Muzan wouldn't mind letting them go.

Unfortunately, none of them did so.

what--

With a scream, the people surrounding Muzan and those watching the show nearby fled in all directions. The Shogunate army was so frightened that their legs went limp and they couldn't even move.

But, can I run away?

Muzan's plant clones had already surrounded this place. The extremely resilient plant vines were simply not something that these evil people without elemental powers could move against with just knives and daggers.

Muzan looked at the vendors and the shogunate soldiers and grinned, "You are more like evil spirits than I am."

The next second, two drops of blood popped out from Muzan and merged into the bodies of the merchants and the shogunate soldiers. Their bodies were instantly controlled by Muzan's clone, while their original consciousness was left to be tortured and played with by Muzan's clone.

Death is a luxury for them.

From the perspective of those villagers, Muzan's two drops of blood instantly turned the two men into ugly demons.

But their survival instinct made them choose to beg for mercy. Even if they became evil ghosts, it was better than dying.

Wuzan showed a charming smile and said: "You guys, go to hell~~"

In an instant, the remaining villagers were pulled underground by the plant Muzan's clone and turned into nutrients for the plants.

Wuzan looked at this scene, nodded with satisfaction, and said: "With so much fertilizer, I'm sure this land will be able to grow more food."

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