Chapter 555: Dragging the Corpse Forward

A pot of old wine and two dishes of side dishes.

There is bright moon and fresh breeze above my head, and bamboo forests on both sides.

It’s just missing the music of stringed instruments and the beautiful women in the paintings.

Zhang Yang and Mu Shaoan sat opposite each other at the table, with calm expressions and steady demeanors. From a distance, they looked like great masters.

But in fact they had just finished a quarrel that had lasted for twelve hours.

"I don't accept it!"

After taking a gulp of the old wine, Mu Shaoan sighed, "The ancient law you obtained is too easy. If that's the case, I bet that in the third and fourth sequences, the ancient gods will be everywhere."

"Is it easy?"

Zhang Yang grabbed a handful of five-spice spiritual peanuts and ate them with a squeak while smiling calmly, "Don't be so unconvinced. Who told you to shoulder the responsibility of justice and break stones in your heart? If you didn't have to take so much responsibility on yourself, why would you have to collide with the third-generation pesticide? With your strength, no matter where you are, you will be a real ancient god sooner or later. Don't you understand the concept of ancient gods? In my opinion, it's not that mysterious. It's nothing more than the ancient laws accumulated in your hands are complete, pure, and numerous enough. This is an ancient god."

"If there is nothing to pursue in life, then what's the difference between you and a salted fish? Should I learn from you, the king of scams Zhang Yang?" Mu Shaoan said disdainfully.

"So what if I'm the pit king Zhang Yang? At least I dug the pit all the way until now. Even if the main body is dead and the bones are turned into dust, I can still make sure that I can make a comeback. You, on the other hand, are like a barbarian rushing around all the way. It's fun, but in the end you were targeted by an indescribable existence. Now you are like a turtle hiding your head. You don't even have a chance to make a comeback."

Zhang Yang said with a smile.

Mu Shaoan curled his lips and wanted to say something, but finally sighed, because this was indeed the truth. His cousin, who was a swindler, was actually just an average person. He might have worked his way up to his current wealth and status thanks to his talent for digging holes like a mole.

Oh, and the most important point is to open a large number of small accounts.

Other people are used to using a small account to accumulate resources for the main body, take risks, and act as cannon fodder. However, this cousin, who has a strange way of thinking, actually went against his norm and used the main body as cannon fodder. He ran to the front to take the damage and test it out. As a result, the main body died, but the small account became a regular.

This is fucking nothing, it's nothing compared to this pervert!

"So, cousin, are you sure you're still you?"

After hesitating for a long time, Mu Shaoan finally asked a question that had been buried in his heart for a long time.

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then he burst into laughter. "You, you are too cautious. You have been testing me for nearly 1,500 years. What else do you want? Don't worry, I am still me. There is no way I could be anyone else. And I am not afraid to tell you that in addition to the dream projection trumpet that I have activated now, I still have 981 trumpets prepared for myself. I can activate them at any time if needed. Well, to show that I am the real Zhang Yang, I can tell you who these 981 trumpets are and where they are."

"Is it that serious?" Mu Shaoan was a little frightened. Oh, he was confused by the behavior of this cheating cousin. What kind of spirit is this? With such perseverance to open a small account like this, my cousin's wife can probably change hundreds of accounts.

"Is it that serious? Haha!"

Zhang Yang's eyes flashed with memories. He finished a glass of old wine and then sighed, "You know me. I have never had any ambitions since I was young. I only like big breasts and iced watermelons. Because of you and your brother Shaojun, a pair of academic masters, the number of times I have been beaten by my parents in mixed doubles can apply for a Guinness World Record."

"So you should know how terrified I was when I was chosen to enter the fantasy world. To be honest, if it was any one of you two brothers who had the same start as me, I guarantee that it would be ten thousand times better than mine."

"From that moment on, fear was implanted in my soul, my bones, and my life. I only had one request: I didn't want to die. Although sometimes I wanted to have some fun, my strength was limited. I would always give up halfway through. Alas, I was not destined to be the protagonist at all."

"Over the years, well, since we left Earth, if we follow the Fifth Sequence's timeline, it should be 100,000 years. I have never done anything that was enjoyable, satisfying, and impressive from beginning to end. Not even one thing."

"My goal has always been, well, I want to be strong, I want to farm, I want to grow. What? The enemy is too strong, too terrifying. Well, I will retreat first!"

Zhang Yang felt a little embarrassed when he said this. After all, the cousin in front of him was a notorious barbarian who rushed around recklessly and dared to challenge anyone.

"But later, due to some coincidences, I learned some secrets that made me deeply uneasy. At that time, I was really lucky and got the talent to sacrifice your blood. So, I would sacrifice your blood whenever I had nothing to do. Ahem, I really didn't mean to do that because I really needed luck."

"So just like that, with the help of your luck, I finally accumulated my first pot of gold. Really, the first pot of gold, the real first pot of gold, a real village building order, even though this village building order actually contains great hidden dangers. So at that time I was thinking, I can't give up this pot of gold, but I must ensure my safety. What should I do? The answer is of course to open a small account and give up the main account."

"With this very different way of thinking, I deceived the remnant soul of fate and the dead shareholders, and let the main body recklessly fight into the fourth sequence. Because I knew at that time that the main body would definitely die, but in order to pave a path to heaven that belongs to me, such a sacrifice is worth it."

"Sure enough, the main character died, died from the backlash of the remnant soul of fate, died from the revenge of the dead shareholders, but I survived as a small account, and accumulated the second golden finger of my life. Oh, the first golden finger was the talent of your blood sacrifice cousin!"

"As for what happened later, you all know it. I used this reversal of normal people's thinking mode to successfully clear the stigma imposed on me by the village construction order system, and eventually developed all the way to where I am now."

"There is one more thing I must tell you, and that is about the Village Building Order. You must not think that the Village Building Order system that came to Earth was just some ordinary mutant virus. I swear on my name that this was definitely created by a powerful ancient god. If I really work hard according to the normal development trajectory of the Village Building Order, I am afraid that you and I, brothers, will not be qualified to have a drink and talk at this moment."

"So from this point of view, the fact that Chaos - the ancient law of black and white can be obtained by me is truly destiny."

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Zhang Yang opened his heart and told all his secrets. Of course, he didn't even have the big hole he had dug over the years. After all, he had the Black Sail of Death, so he could sneak across the country at will. With the excuse of seclusion, who could know what he had done? "Okay, I believe you."

Mu Shaoan listened for a long time, and finally nodded slowly, "But I have a small question, and I would like to ask my cousin to solve it. That is, in addition to your main body that died in Qingming Realm, how many other main bodies did you sacrifice in total?"

"Just one? Isn't it obvious?" Zhang Yang said easily.

Mu Shaoan shook his head in an unfathomable manner, "Cousin, you can fool others, but you can't fool me. I once touched the level of the ancient gods with one hand, so I know how difficult it is to obtain a complete set of ancient laws. Don't you think the process you described before is too easy? Even if you prefixed this process with 1,600 years, it is still far from enough. So I still say that if the complete ancient laws were really so easy to obtain, the world would have been full of ancient gods long ago."

"Don't rush to refute me. I'm not your enemy. I just don't want to see you, cousin, suppress a fatal hidden danger and end up with nothing."

At this point, Mu Shaoan stared into Zhang Yang's eyes, "There are actually many clues. For example, when did you start to develop the habit of releasing soul vibrations to yourself? I believe this is definitely not a quirk, but you are trying to hide something in this way?"

"For example, you let the eight-colored spiritual plant at the gate of the Heavenly Sword Sect grow without any interest in it. Don't tell me you have big plans. You know better than me what the eight-colored spiritual plant means in the fourth sequence. It is even worth the betrayal of your loyal disciples. Otherwise, why would you keep it secret and even kill the little Lolita of the Heavenly Dao that you carefully cultivated?"

"So what's the reason? The answer is obvious. Cousin, you have sacrificed the main body more than once. Through this very different thinking mode, you have continuously dragged the corpse forward. That is, the main body is exploring the way ahead, constantly groping and trial and error, and then died, leaving experience for the later trumpet. The later trumpet then becomes the main body and continues to drag the corpse forward. I don't know how many times of trial and error, how many times of sacrificing the main body, you have harvested a complete unit of ancient law today. Isn't that the case?"

After Mu Shaoan finished speaking, Zhang Yang's expression remained unchanged, as if he was listening to a story.

After a long while, he smiled. "A total of 7,892 entities died in the dream dimension, and it took me 1,600 years to figure out the absolute balance between the two completely different laws of reality and dream, forming the black and white prison, and finally producing the parameters of this ancient law. So you guessed it right. I paid a huge price to obtain this precious parameter, but my true spirit has some fatal hidden dangers because of my continuous splitting. At most, I may become a madman in tens of thousands of years. So, my dear cousin, do you want to get my inheritance?"

Mu Shaoan laughed at this moment, extremely brilliantly, "Cousin, I have more than one talent for flipping tables in my life. After all, I was once a wizard with broken wings. Thank you for telling me everything and thank you for your trust. After all, we are relatives, right? Well, I happen to know a way to cure your constantly split true spirit. Hmm, have you heard of blunting mental power?"

(End of this chapter)