Reborn Zombie Supreme

"Hey, are you a vampire? The power of Dracula!"

The little mummy approached He Cheng and curiously wanted to grab the chains on his feet.

"They are Chinese zombies. They are three ancient and mysterious monsters in the world. They can only be transformed into after death."

"Can you tell me in detail how zombies are formed?" The woman's eyes lit up, thinking of the middle-aged Asian man she met before.

"After death, if a person has a grievance in his chest and is buried underground for a long time, and the body will not rot, he is likely to become a zombie. Chinese zombies have many similarities with vampires. They also feed on blood. If you bite someone, it will turn them into zombies..."

The evil master was playing with his pocket watch wholeheartedly, and when he heard these words, he accidentally shuddered.

Following He Cheng, he always keeps a lot of glutinous rice on him to prevent himself from being poisoned and turning into a zombie. Although He Cheng's zombies are very powerful, he can only go out during the day and wear a cloak, and he can still live forever, but he can't eat a lot of rice. Fish/meat, what else do you call enjoying life?

"Why do Chinese zombies jump around?"

He Cheng looked at her and said: "After death, the body becomes stiff. Zombies are stiff bodies."

"Then I feel good. At least it's a stiff corpse, not a... bad corpse like a mummy." The man beside him shrugged.

Among these three types of monsters, it is difficult to distinguish between superior and inferior.

The earliest vampires are believed to have been those in that era. People who were suffering from anemia and shock and had no medical conditions to cure them were buried underground, and then they crawled out as vampires. Vampires were the spreaders of the Black Death; but afterward, they were considered outcasts from heaven, fearing the cross and the Bible.

Zombies are abandoned by heaven and earth. No matter what kind of creature in this world, they will hate zombies.

Mummy is a kind of dead body that is considered to be made with the most complicated techniques. Compared with vampires who are abandoned by heaven and zombies who are hated by all things in the world, the power of mummies comes from the gift of death.

After a person dies, they will lightly scald it with a red-hot iron hook, suck out the corpse's brains from the nose, hollow out the corpse's internal organs, wash the corpse, wrap it and bury it, and the mummy that wakes up will receive the God of Death. Magical power given by Anubis.

"If you want to know more, we can find an opportunity to talk in detail in the future."

"No, that's not necessary!"

The man felt the crisis. A man who was taller, stronger, and more handsome than himself would never let his wife stay with him.

"Maybe we can talk about what you said before, saving the world."

He Cheng nodded. He didn't want to talk about anything else: "I got news before that someone dug up the high priest Immortun."

"What! This is impossible!"

He Cheng did not stop: "The world will suffer new dangers, and Immorton is not the last trouble."

The woman stared at him: "Is there any bigger trouble?"

"The Scorpion King, this powerful warrior, made a wish to Anubis, the god of death, and got a powerful army before he died. Now that Immorton has returned, his believers will try their best to awaken the Scorpion King, and then Imogen will Morton snatches the Scorpion King’s army and takes over the world.”

"Saving the world again..." The man shrugged again. It could be seen that he was used to saving the world these days.

"Only you can destroy Immorton and prevent the emergence of the Scorpion King. After all, you have killed him before."

The two whispered: "Dear, only the two of us and Jonathan know about this. If that guy hadn't been drunk and spread the word, I'm sure it's true."

The couple looked at He Cheng with bright eyes, "What clues can you provide us?"

"That's all I know"

"..." That's all I know. Isn't the content a bit too little?

"You should look for the Scorpion King's bracelet. It should appear on your recent travel souvenir list. I can help you if you have any trouble."

The family of three left with heavy worries.

If Lin Jiu is the protagonist of the Chinese fantasy world, this family is obviously the center of Western horror films.

O'Connor and Evelyn are a couple who specialize in tomb exploration and archaeology.

Their lives were so exciting that they killed Immorton, the mummy high priest who wanted to destroy the world, the Scorpion King, and the Dragon Emperor.

"The fountain of eternal life..."

In "The Mummy 3: Tomb of the Dragon Emperor", the spring of eternal life appears. Qin Shihuang, who was cursed into a terracotta warrior, gained powerful strength by soaking in the spring of eternal life.

"The terracotta warriors and horses can practice magic, but I don't know if zombies can do it."

In the coffee shop, the evil master waved his hand for the translator to leave. He sat opposite He Cheng, leaned his head and asked in a low voice: "Boss, what are we really looking for this time, a mummy that destroys the world? It sounds scary."

Now that you are abroad, you can spend your money happily. With the treasures that others have accumulated over hundreds or thousands of years, I am afraid that I will not spend them all while I am alive.

"Don't worry, you can't interfere in this matter. I'll give you a task to find out what the Taoist priest named Lin Jiu is doing in England? There is a zombie with him."

"Huh? Oh," the evil master nodded. He felt relieved when he heard that he didn't have to save the world and do such boring and dangerous actions.

Being blocked by the shackles, He Cheng's ability to move now relies entirely on his physical superiority.

He needs to kill a lot to improve his strength.

The army of dog-headed gods of death is a good whetstone.

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"Evil sir, I am so miserable~"

Humming an off-key tune, the evil man kicked open the door of the coffee shop and walked out, grabbing two cups of coffee.

Take a sip, rinse your mouth and swallow.

"A cup of coffee costs five yuan. I'll drink one cup and pour another cup. It's such a hard life these days~ hahaha."

The Halloween ghosts and monsters all over the street looked at him doubtfully, holding two cups of coffee, drinking and pouring, and subconsciously distanced themselves from him.

"Bah, put more sugar in your coffee next time. This bird thing is so expensive. Alas, the food you eat these days is no longer a bird. I have to find a restaurant and make two pig knuckles to enjoy!"

From being filled with monsters and monsters, to being sparsely populated on the road.

He was going to find the local underworld. As long as they had money, this group of people would do things happily.

"Oh, this house is so grand."

The evil man nodded and admired the old castle building next to him. He saw a young man rubbing his head at the door and muttering: "What should I do with the count's food..."

"Weird" The evil master shook his head, but he did not dare to delay He Cheng's order, left a "weird" word, and left quickly.

The young man with white hair behind him looked at the evil master's back and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Yes! So strong! It should be no problem..."