There was a banging and cursing outside the door, but the noise gradually faded away, and no one came in.

Once he was sure the person had left, Cao Kun took out another knife and slashed at the armored corpse.

They discovered that ordinary knives couldn't cut through the armored corpse at all.

As for that gun, it's not a good place to try it.

Cao Kun had no intention of taking it out of the system space.

Cao Kun had already tried using the system space; it couldn't collect living things, only inanimate objects.

The armored corpse has developed sentience and cannot be entered.

If forcibly taken inside, the armored corpse will instantly turn into an ordinary corpse.

Fortunately, Cao Kun already had a solution to this.

He then took out a very crudely made doll.

This doll is only the size of a child's palm; it looks like a miniature version of an armored zombie.

The doll was covered with strange runes, which formed a special and close connection with the runes on the armored corpse.

"All things originate from the same source, let them unite!"

Cao Kun made a hand seal, and something miraculous happened.

The little doll flew up on its own and merged into the armored corpse, as if it had been absorbed by the armored corpse.

"receive!"

Cao Kun changed his magic technique, and the armored corpse began to shrink rapidly, eventually turning into the small puppet from before.

Cao Kun walked over, picked up the small doll, and hung it on his waist.

This is called a divine puppet, a spell that has been passed down for thousands of years.

Later, the Japanese learned some of its basic elements and it evolved into shikigami (spirits).

It is precisely because they only learned the basics that the shikigami often turned against their masters.

Three days passed, but Lao Hei's wife still hadn't come looking for him.

It was as if Lao Hei had never disappeared.

Cao Kun guessed that the other party might have long been fed up with Lao Hei's domestic violence and wished that the other party would never go back.

In fact, even if the other party came to his door or even called the police, Cao Kun was not worried.

Anyway, Lao Hei has already turned into an armored zombie, and there's no way to prove his innocence, so the police can't do anything about him.

After carefully storing the corpse, Cao Kun continued his cultivation.

Two hours later, Cao Kun opened his eyes, a hint of regret in them.

"Indeed, it's easy to get into a higher rank but difficult to advance to the next rank."

He reached the first rank in just half a day, but three days later, he was still only at the first rank of the Gathering Evil.

The process of gathering evil is to completely transform one's own body into an evil entity.

In this process, in addition to the main meridians, all the meridians in the body must be opened up.

This is a gradual and persistent process, not something that can be accomplished overnight.

"Forget it, let's take it slow, there's no rush anyway."

"but……"

Cao Kun took out his wallet and withdrew all the money inside.

After counting, I found that I had $37 and 25 cents left.

"It seems we need to find a way to make money first."

"With my current skills, I could easily make money through illegal means."

"Anyway, this is in the US, so there's no need to feel guilty."

"But I can't withstand bullets right now."

"The armored zombies are capable, but if they are surrounded by the US police, the danger is still very great."

"We can slow down the dark path for a while and think of other ways first."

Ring ring...

Suddenly, my phone rang.

This is a very old, brick-like mobile phone with an antenna. It has a black and white screen, and you have to pull out the antenna to answer calls.

"Damn, good news! I've secured a role for you."

As soon as Cao Kun pulled up the antenna and connected the call, a middle-aged man's voice came through.

Cao Kun paused for a moment before remembering that his profession in this world was an Asian actor working in Hollywood.

This is not surprising; in Hollywood, if you throw a brick, you might hit three actors.

Cao Kun was no exception; of course, he was the worst off.

To date, he has only received one role with lines, and that role only has two lines.

This led to him living a life where he never knew where his next meal would come from.

Nevertheless, this does not prevent him from having his own agent.

This is a legal requirement in Hollywood.

Every actor must have their own agent.

Of course, such agents usually manage dozens of aspiring actors and invest in various projects. Who knows, one day one of their agents might get lucky and turn their fortunes around.

The caller was his agent, Sam White.

"What role?" Cao Kun asked.

“A security guard at a mental hospital has two lines,” Sam-White said solemnly. “I’ll pick you up tomorrow, so dress neatly.”

Before Cao Kun could say whether he wanted to go or not, the other party had already hung up the phone.

The next morning, Cao Kun changed into clean clothes and stuffed a height-increasing insole into his shoes, making him look about 1.85 meters tall.

These height-increasing insoles were bought by Cao Kun before, and there were quite a few of them.

It seems he often does this in order to get roles.

As Cao Kun stepped out of the apartment elevator, he saw a middle-aged, obese white man in his fifties with gray hair.

As soon as the other person saw Cao Kun, they immediately said, "Damn, you should pay your rent."

Cao Kun responded calmly, "It's not due yet."

The other person raised their voice: "Only two days."

Cao Kun repeated: "It's not due yet."

The fat landlord was a little annoyed: "If you can't pay the rent in two days, you can sleep on the street."

“You’ll receive your rent on time, Ford,” Cao Kun replied, walking past him.

Outside, a used Volkswagen was already waiting.

Cao Kun opened the car door and got in. He saw a middle-aged white man, nearly 40 years old, smoking in the driver's seat.

This man was somewhat overweight in middle age, with half of his hair already balding. He was wearing a standard business suit and looked like a seasoned veteran.

Seeing that Cao Kun had fastened his seatbelt, he took a deep drag, casually tossed the remaining cigarette butt outside the car, and quickly shifted gears and drove off: "Damn, this movie has a production budget of 40 million US dollars."

Do you know how rare this opportunity is? You must do your best. You only need to beat two competitors to get this role.

Cao Kun was somewhat surprised: "There are competitors for such a role?"

Sam White turned to look at Cao Kun: "Is this your first day in Hollywood? What role in Hollywood doesn't require competition?"

Unless you have powerful connections, do you?

Cao Kun didn't dwell on that; he simply asked, "How much is the pay?"

Sam White looked expectant: "If you can get this role, I can get you some dollars."

In 1998, the US dollar was a considerable sum.

This is because the role requires long-term commitment to the film crew in order to receive this salary.

Once Cao Kun receives this payment, Sam White's agency will receive a 15% cut, which is $1,500.

This is certainly not because the agency is being kind by only taking 15%, but because Hollywood law stipulates that agencies can only take a maximum of 15%.

In this respect, they are more conscientious than some countries across the Pacific.

Especially in South Korea, entertainers are practically playthings of chaebols.

This applies to both men and women.

Of course, the same applies to China, only it's a bit better than South Korea.

That's a bit of a tangent, let's get back to it.

The car continued on its way, and Sam White kept talking about how rare the opportunity was and how much effort he had put in to get it.

He also kept pointing out various precautions, which annoyed Cao Kun.

I almost summoned the armored corpse and drained the guy dry.