Looking at the black-armored man in front of him, who resembled a wicked uncle, the little zombie shook its head warily.
“It’s okay if you can’t speak, Uncle can teach you how to speak,” Wang Han continued in a gentle voice.
The little zombie shook its head again and began to quietly back away.
"Come with Uncle, and Uncle will not only teach you to speak, but also give you whatever you want," Wang Han continued to tempt you.
The little zombie continued to shake its head, its eyes darting around, searching for an escape route.
"Follow Uncle, and Uncle can help you revive." Seeing that the little zombie in front of him still wouldn't take the bait, Wang Han had to resort to drastic measures. "That's resurrection, the ultimate goal that countless ghosts and zombies strive to achieve through hard work. Now, as long as you're willing to come with me, you can be resurrected and fulfill the dream that countless ghosts and zombies can never achieve..."
Before Wang Han could finish speaking, the little zombie took off and jumped quickly towards the room next to it.
"It ran away. Oh well, let's go check over there." Looking at the fleeing little zombie, Wang Han finally shook his head and didn't chase after it. He figured if he couldn't fool it, so be it. Uncle Nine was a friend after all, and he had to give him face. The seed had already been planted anyway.
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After the little zombie ran into the room, it waited for a while before the bad uncle came in. It slowly peeked out to observe, only to find that there was no one outside and the bad uncle was nowhere to be seen. The little zombie breathed a sigh of relief and carefully jumped out of the room.
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Above the banana grove, Wang Han appeared silently, floating hundreds of meters in the air as he watched the battle between Uncle Nine and the banana spirit.
Soon, Uncle Nine ignited the banana tree spirit with a candle flame, and it was burned to ashes.
"A banana tree spirit, and a newly formed spirit at that, is really weak. It's utterly uninteresting." Wang Han shook his head, glanced at Uncle Nine again, and turned to fly away. Their purposes differed; a rift called good versus evil had appeared between them, and this rift was widening. Unless one of them could change their purpose, it couldn't be healed. Unfortunately, Wang Han couldn't change his purpose, and Uncle Nine wouldn't betray his principles.
Now that Wang Han has cultivated a large number of spirits and monsters under his command, the two can only be enemies, even to the death, because Wang Han's goal is to wipe out at least half of the world's population.
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After Wang Han left, Uncle Jiu looked up at the night sky in confusion. However, apart from the stars and a crescent moon, he saw nothing else.
'Strange, why did I feel like I was being watched just now? It was creepy. The local landowners have also been observing me from the shadows. Is something about to happen to me? Or has someone noticed something?' Uncle Nine shook his head and walked out of the banana grove, still puzzled.
"Master..." Seeing Uncle Nine emerge looking preoccupied, Ah Fang and Qiu Sheng quickly stepped forward and asked, "Is that monster really that powerful?"
"Ah, the monster hasn't been eliminated yet?" Upon hearing this, the man who was looking for Uncle Nine's expression immediately changed.
"The monster has been eliminated." Upon hearing this, Uncle Nine quickly composed himself and said with a smile. "If there's nothing else, we'll head back now."
After saying that, Uncle Nine took Qiu Sheng and Ah Fang back home.
On the way back, Qiu Sheng noticed that Uncle Jiu had become preoccupied again and asked, "Master, what's wrong?"
"Qiusheng, Fang, you two must be very careful when you go out these days." Uncle Jiu said, "The local earth god has been secretly observing us for some reason. Today, I felt a gaze from the sky watching me, which gave me the creeps. I have a feeling that something bad is going to happen soon."
"Could it be that Master, your raising of little zombies has been discovered?" Qiu Sheng whispered.
"Oh no, little zombie, we have to go back quickly," Uncle Nine said, and immediately headed towards home.
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In a dimly lit club, wealthy people indulged in a decadent lifestyle under the dazzling, colorful lights. The hostesses kept praising the men and gently filled the glasses of the wealthy men next to them with various expensive foreign liquors. Every time they pleased the men around them, they would receive a tip. Dancers and singers performed energetically on the stage.
On the top floor of the club, the club's owner, who was also the biggest thug in the neighborhood, stood trembling in front of a desk, sweat pouring down his face.
Behind the semi-public table, concealed by a leather swivel chair, a fair-skinned hand in a suit gently swirled a glass of red wine. A neutral voice softly questioned, "Why did someone die? Have you forgotten the rules?"
Although the voice was as gentle as a spring breeze, the club owner's heart began to pound uncontrollably. He knelt down on the ground, trembling as he said, "We, we didn't want to... it's just that the woman, the woman wouldn't cooperate."
"Refusing to cooperate, so we forced him." The neutral voice sounded again from behind the chair, but this time it was not as gentle as a spring breeze; instead, it was as chilling as a cold wind.
"No...no...no..." The club owner trembled and stammered, "I...I only wanted her to work for the club. I didn't...I didn't do anything else. She killed herself by banging her head against the wall."
The handsome middle-aged man said in an unquestionable tone, "But the person is already dead."
"Your subordinate has already disposed of the body." Upon hearing this, the club owner quickly replied, "The police won't find out."
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