It was drizzling in Nanmu Town, which was 1,300 kilometers away from Baqi City.
It was noon, but the weather was gloomy as if the sun had already set.
The cemetery in the eastern suburb of the town was usually deserted except on memorial days, let alone on a chilly rainy day in early winter.
However, there was a silhouette standing in front of a tombstone in the cemetery at the moment.
It was a handsome young man who looked to be in his twenties. He was wearing a grayish-black trench coat and holding a black umbrella. After standing in front of the tombstone for a long time, he mumbled as if he was talking to himself, "Lil Fatso, you should have had enough sleep after sleeping for two years. It's time to get up and continue pursuing your dream of being a Food Hunter."
As soon as he finished speaking, the young man moved his finger slightly and a silver metal egg-shaped object appeared next to him.
Soon, a gigantic humanoid mechanical body that was more than three meters tall grew under the egg-shaped object.
Meanwhile, the egg-shaped object turned into a bald humanoid head that shone brightly under the sunlight.
Yes, that was the new form that Warlord had built for himself after his advancement – a bald mechanical man.
To be honest, Lin Huang could not understand Warlord's aesthetic sense at all.
In fact, he could totally make himself a wig, but he still chose to be bald like an egg.
Ignoring Warlord's bald head, Lin Huang gave his order.
"Warlord, dig out the coffin under this tombstone."
Upon receiving the order, Warlord's mechanical space was activated. Two mechanical beasts that looked like pangolins came out. As soon as the two beasts appeared, they quickly dug into the ground.
Soon, the tombstone collapsed and a black coffin was dragged out by the two mechanical beasts.
"Do you want to open it?" Warlord asked Lin Huang in his mechanical voice.
Lin Huang put away his umbrella and created a gigantic umbrella-shaped black mirror above his head and the coffin. After completely blocking the rain, he nodded at Warlord. "Open it."
One of the mechanical beasts received the order and inserted its sharp claws into the gap of the coffin lid. It then pulled the coffin lid off.
Lin Huang took a step forward and looked at the corpse at the bottom of the coffin.
Fatso's corpse had completely turned into a pile of bones, and it was impossible to see his figure when he was alive.
Lin Huang stopped walking and smirked. He then turned on the camera on his Emperor's Heart Ring and took a few pictures. "This should be the skinniest Fatso has ever been in his life. I should take a picture as a souvenir."
After taking the prank photos, Lin Huang calmly took out the Resurrection Card.
After setting his target as Fatso's corpse, he crushed the card.
After the Resurrection Card shattered into countless tiny golden shards, they soon transformed into countless golden streams of different sizes and entered Yi Hangyi's corpse that was left with only a pile of bones.
Almost as soon as the golden streams entered, Lin Huang saw flesh and organs growing out of the lifeless corpse at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye.
In just a few seconds, Fatty's body was completely restored. It was exactly the same as it was before he died more than two years ago. Even the fat on his body was completely restored without a single drop.
A moment later, Lin Huang heard a heartbeat coming from Fatso's chest.
Meanwhile, Fatso's vital aura was recovering slowly and was getting more and more intense.
Approximately ten seconds later, Fatso's aura finally stabilized. Lin Huang also sensed that the Resurrection Card had disappeared completely.
However, Fatso, who was sleeping in the coffin, did not wake up. Just when Lin Huang was puzzled, he heard Fatso's snoring coming from the coffin.
"This brat …" Lin Huang was speechless. "Pour him out!"
Upon hearing Lin Huang's order, the two mechanical beasts turned the coffin upside down without holding back.
Fatso, who was sleeping soundly, sat up as soon as he fell to the ground and looked around.
"Who's that?! Can't you let me sleep well?! "
Just when he was done speaking, he saw Lin Huang who was standing not far away from him. He took a good look at Lin Huang and said, "You look like a friend of mine, but you're taller and stronger than him …"
Lin Huang took out a set of clothes from his storage space and tossed it to Fatso. "Change into your clothes first."
Fatso lowered his head and noticed that his clothes were ragged. Some of his private parts were not covered, so he covered them immediately.
"Who changed my clothes into these ragged clothes?" Just when Fatso said that, he realized that his clothes looked familiar. "No, this looks like my clothes. Why are they so ragged?"
He then looked at Lin Huang with his guard up. "What did you do to me? Let me tell you, I like women. Don't you dare mess with me! "
"Think about it. What do you remember?" Lin Huang ignored Fatso's nonsense and asked directly.
"What do I remember?" Fatty was stunned for a moment, and the images in his mind began to rewind. His mouth opened wider and wider, and his face was filled with shock.
After a long while, Fatso looked at Lin Huang in confusion.
"I'm dead?"
Lin Huang nodded at him.
"Then why are you …" Fatso lowered his head and looked at his hands. He wanted to project his face with his Emperor's Heart Ring, but he realized that he could not use the Emperor's Heart Ring anymore.
Seeing that, Lin Huang turned on the camera on his Emperor's Heart Ring and projected his face.
Looking at himself sitting on the ground in his ragged clothes, his body was still intact. Fatso was confused. However, he soon noticed the coffin next to him and realized something.
"Did you resurrect me?"
Lin Huang nodded again.
"Who are you to Lin Huang? Why do you look so much like him?" To Fatso, Lin Huang was still a young man who was only 1.7 meters tall. There was a huge gap between him and Lin Huang.
"I'm Lin Huang." Lin Huang finally revealed his identity. "You've been dead for more than two years …"
Seeing that Fatso was still confused, Lin Huang could only tell him what had happened back then.
Fatso's memory was getting clearer. The images in his head overlapped with what Lin Huang had told him, causing him to recall the details that happened two years ago.
At the thought of Zhang Mengmeng, a look of nostalgia flashed across Fatty's eyes, but he quickly hid it in his heart.
After accepting the fact that he was resurrected, Fatso was excited. "Since you're able to resurrect me, you must be a transcendent now, right? Does that mean that I can ride on your coattails in the future? "
"Can you change into your clothes first?" Lin Huang looked at Fatso in disgust. He could even vaguely see that Fatso's crotch was slightly exposed …
Only then did Fatso remember that he was still dressed in rags. He quickly hid his clothes behind a tombstone and changed into them.
Lin Huang's clothes were obviously not Fatso's size. The waist of his trousers could not be buttoned up at all. Moreover, his trousers were too long. The shirt and jacket on his upper body were also tight, bulging out from his belly.
"Your clothes are too small." After changing, Fatso complained.
"It's because you're too fat."
"Where are we going now?" Fatso asked again.
"Back to your house!" Lin Huang handed over a black umbrella.
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