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Chapter 15

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When the sun rose, the remaining six people in the inn finally felt as if they had been reborn. Everyone knew that natural sunlight was the absolute nemesis of ordinary zombies. Now that the sun was out, the zombies could no longer cause any trouble.

To be on the safe side, Lu Tong even asked everyone to move the 30 zombies to the balcony one by one so that they could bask in the sunlight. Not long after, all 13 zombies, including Kangxi, turned into powder on the balcony.

The danger was finally eliminated.

However, everyone had to stay here until evening to be considered to have completed the main mission. Therefore, the balcony was crowded with six people resting. This could not be helped, because no one could guarantee that there were no other dangers in the inn. As for food, when everyone first entered the inn, they had specially bought a lot of dry food from the owner and brought it upstairs, so there was no need to risk their lives for food.

When the sun gradually set in the west, a group of people appeared in the distance. There was a carriage and a group of guards. The person in the lead was wearing a helmet that looked like a telephone pole. He seemed to be a high-ranking general.

Seeing this scene, everyone stood up. To be honest, they were not very nervous. Although there were more than a dozen cavalrymen in the group, all of them wearing armor, they were probably ordinary people.

Since they were ordinary NPCs, there was nothing to be afraid of.

"Don't tell me something happened again?"

Chu Zhao asked.

"Don't jinx it," Xun Er warned.

"It should be fine. The completion time of the main mission is almost up. We can leave this inn soon," Li Wei said.

"If we leave, where will you go at night? There are lonely tombs everywhere in the wilderness. Who knows what you will run into if you go out at night? " Lu Tong asked. "Even if the main mission is completed, it's best for us to continue staying in this inn tonight. Of course, the premise is that the time limit for the main mission is not so strict."

Everyone agreed. At the very least, they were now familiar with this inn, so there was indeed no need to rush into the woods at night.

"Main Mission 1 completed.

Main Mission 2: Maintain the inn's operation and prevent guests from discovering anything unusual. If your identity is exposed, 500 story points will be deducted. If your stock points are insufficient, you will be killed! "

The voice of the mission announcement sounded in everyone's mind.

Everyone looked at each other in dismay.

Xun Er immediately came to her senses. She pointed at the caravan that was slowly approaching from the distant hillside.

"Don't just stand there. Go change your clothes! Go find the innkeeper and the waiter's clothes and quickly change into them. "



"General Man, General Man." The maid's voice could be heard from within the carriage.

The leading Manchurian general immediately turned his horse around and approached the carriage. "Does Madam have any orders? There's an inn up ahead. We can rest there tonight. "

The maid lifted the curtain and handed over some red ropes.

"Madam said that the weather here is strange and she is afraid that there are some evil things. This is a red rope that the old shaman gave to your highness. It can ward off evil spirits. General Man, please distribute it to the soldiers."

"Yes."

General Man distributed the thin red ropes, and all the soldiers wrapped the red ropes around their wrists. It looked like a bloody line appeared on their skin.



The previous appearance of Kangxi was a manifestation of Su Bai's zombie bloodline. The guy with a wrinkled face, who looked like he had albinism, was a manifestation of Su Bai's vampire strengthening. The cold poison in his body drew out Jiumei, and the bloody line drew out the blood corpse. As Su Bai's natal weapon, it drew out the guy in front of them, who had almost the same dressing style as Su Bai in the past.

Draped in a cloak, wearing a skull mask, and holding two guns, he exuded the aura of hell as if the God of Death had descended. This was the costume that Su Bai used to cosplay in "I'm Crazy for Youth". At this time, it was revealed in a real sense.

The swift and fierce spear technique and strange body movements really made Su Bai feel a little excited.

When the opponent descended from the sky, his body rotated and swept around. A large area with him as the center was almost wiped out.

Su Bai didn't even have time to dodge, and his whole body was broken for a while.

When the God of Death landed, he made a very elegant "please" gesture. Then, his figure disappeared and appeared behind Su Bai. He hit Su Bai with the butt of his gun.

"Pa!"

Countless cracks appeared on Su Bai's body like an ice sculpture. Eventually, it began to collapse and turn into pieces on the ground.

"Huh?" The God of Death was a little surprised.

This was the second time that Su Bai had used the "substitute" trick in front of him, but the technique was different each time. The first time, he used Blood Shadow, and the second time, he used Cold Ice.

The two completely different forces simulated Su Bai's figure. Therefore, the God of Death jumped once in each of the two pits.

"Click!"

The muzzle was pressed against the back of the God of Death's head. At the same time, the surrounding air was completely blocked.

"You learn fast."

The God of Death threw away both guns in his hands and slowly raised his hands over his head, indicating that he was surrendering.

"It's because your absolute strength isn't enough." Su Bai said bluntly, "Among all the people who came out before, your strength is actually the weakest."

There was something that Su Bai didn't say. That was, although your strength is the weakest, you are the most useful to me.

This was because in the fight just now, Su Bai had learned almost all the body movements. This was a huge and invisible asset. It would be a great inspiration for Su Bai's future improvement and usage of battle tactics.

Otherwise, based on Su Bai's recent battle style, the Hellfire shotgun was just a supplementary magic weapon. It was getting harder and harder to bear the effects of his current main weapon. Most of the time, Su Bai still had to raise his fist and fight directly.

"My absolute strength isn't enough?" Death muttered to himself. Yes, he knew that his absolute strength was indeed insufficient. When his absolute strength was insufficient and he could not cause a truly lethal attack to the other party, the other party could be much more relaxed. It was for this reason that Su Bai had been unhurried and even played with him like a clone when he had nothing to do.

"Actually, it's also because your body has just improved. Otherwise, I wouldn't be so weak." The God of Death said.

"Don't find excuses for yourself. I can't be bothered to listen to the last whispers of the weak."

"Bang!"

Su Bai pulled the trigger.

"Pa!"

The God of Death's skull mask flew out and his cloak fell. Su Bai suddenly turned around and looked at the position of the line.

There, a black shadow was lying there. It was only an imperceptible distance away from the line.

"So, I've actually been prepared." The voice of the black shadow was the voice of the God of Death. "Now, I can teach you one last body movement. That is, never put all your eggs in one basket."

"Buzz!"

The black shadow completely jumped out of the line.

Su Bai turned around, took a deep breath and exhaled heavily. The Hellfire shotgun was still in his hand. Moreover, the muzzle was still pointed at the set of clothes in front of him.

The skull mask was still on the ground with a mocking smile. However, Su Bai didn't care at all.

"So?" The corner of Su Bai's mouth curled up. "You're an existence projected by my Hellfire shotgun. I don't believe that you can still jump down after losing the two guns.

Without the two guns, there's no meaning in your existence. In other words, who do you think you are after losing the two guns? "

"Creak … creak …"

The cloak began to slowly expand and the mask also floated up, returning to its original position. However, when the two guns floated up again, Su Bai was one step ahead and stepped on them.

The opponent's shadow seemed to be on the verge of collapse. He no longer had the demeanor of the God of Death. Especially when he slid down from the sky and twisted his body to pull the trigger. Compared to now, it was like he was a completely different person.

"Hehe." The God of Death let out a helpless laugh. He originally wanted to imitate Su Bai and create the illusion that he had already jumped down. When Su Bai let his guard down, he would quickly leave and jump down with the two guns. However, it was obvious that Su Bai didn't fall for his trick.

Some schemes, if the opponent didn't see through it, it would be like playing with people's hearts. However, if the opponent had already seen through it, it would make him look like a retard.

"To be honest, there are many ways for you to strengthen yourself. Because of this, your path will be very wide." The God of Death pointed at the two guns that were stepped on by Su Bai. "But you still haven't realized the real power of those two guns. I believe that one day, you will regret it."

"Shouldn't you say that you believe that I will find out one day, and then you will die with no regrets?" Su Bai teased.

"Vulgar."

The God of Death's body began to burn slowly, and his voice began to fade.

"Actually, I still suggest that you jump down earlier. This way, you can finally leave this world successfully. Otherwise … you will die very, very miserably."

"Do you mean that a black dragon will appear here in the future?" Su Bai asked with interest.

"You have a lot of enhancements, and you have a lot of bloodlines. But you have forgotten where your bloodline came from."

The smile on the skull mask became even stranger. Then, it turned into ashes and dissipated. Even the two guns under Su Bai's feet turned into dust.

Su Bai stood in place in a daze. He was savoring the last message that the God of Death had told him.

In fact, the more he thought about it, the more his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Himself.

His own bloodline?

This body of his.

His real parents?

Su Bai turned around abruptly and looked at the remaining two doors that had not been opened.

If he looked at it according to the rules and rhythm of this story world.

Behind these two doors.

There was one.

Was it his parents?

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