What If I Can't Die? Chapter 652 - 652 Low-level Zombie (1)

Chapter 652 - 652 Low-level Zombie (1)

652 Low-level Zombie (1)

Initially, Song s.h.i.+ did not care if they died or not. However, he could not do so now. He had to slap these two guys in the face personally.

“Hey, new cannon fodder, what are you waiting for? Come and help move the corpses.”

Someone called out from afar, interrupting Song s.h.i.+’s thoughts.

“d.a.m.n it, I, an Immortal Emperor, actually have to move the corpses…”

Song s.h.i.+ muttered and ran over. He saw a few unrecognizable corpses as if they had been bitten to death by wild beasts.

Some ferocious and huge mutated beasts appeared in his mind.

These mutated beasts were originally transformed from ordinary wild beasts, but their strength was ten times, a hundred times, or a thousand times stronger. The powerful mutated beasts could dodge cannonb.a.l.l.s and block bullets. They were very threatening to humans, so much so that humans with firearms were forced to retreat step by step. The territory they originally occupied was s.n.a.t.c.hed away by the mutated beasts, and their survival ground became smaller and smaller. They had no choice but to gather together to resist.

The cannon fodder camp was a special place set up at the front line to make full use of the value of death row prisoners. If it was in a peaceful era, there was no need to do this at all. However, in this era, it had to be used. It could be seen how much of a threat the mutated beasts posed to humans.

He looked at the corpses and asked, “Brothers, what should we do with these corpses?”

“Of course, it’ll be buried. Don’t tell me you want to eat it? If you cannibalize, you’ll be shot to death.”

A guy who was covered in black replied.

“?”

When Song s.h.i.+ heard that, he knew that this must have happened. He said, “I’m new here. I’ll bury it later.”

“Kid, you’re quite smart. I’ll protect you from now on.”

Another burly middle-aged man, who was grinning and missing a few teeth, patted Song s.h.i.+’s shoulder.

“I’d like that.”

Song s.h.i.+ pretended to be very cooperative and hurriedly carried a corpse with the other party before walking towards the back.

“You can call me Brother Cha. His name is Spade. That one is Stone. They’re both nicknames. You can also give yourself a nickname.”

The toothless middle-aged man gave a simple introduction.

“Then you can call me Immortal Emperor,” Song s.h.i.+ said with a smile.

“Your nickname is quite pretentious too. You’re not down-to-earth at all. You die easily.”

Stone, who was at the side, pursed his lips. “Learning my nickname, I can tell at a glance that you have a long life.”

“Immortal Emperors also live long lives.”

Song s.h.i.+ smiled.

“It’s just a nickname. You can call it whatever you want. You just have to live a few more days so that everyone can remember you.”

Spade glanced at Song s.h.i.+. “Do you know how to play cards? Let’s play a few rounds later.”

“I still have to bury the corpse. I’ll probably be very tired. Maybe next time.”

Song s.h.i.+ declined politely.

“Bury it deeper later. Those animals will sometimes secretly come and dig up the corpses.”

Brother Cha reminded him and threw the corpses behind a small mound with Song s.h.i.+. He kicked the shovel and said, “Dig a two-meter pit first. When the time comes, throw these corpses down and bury them.”

“Okay.”

Song s.h.i.+ glanced at the mound. There were many bulges. They were probably buried people.

“Then I’ll leave it to you. Just bury them this time. It’ll take two hours at most. I’ll treat you to compressed biscuits after you’re done.”

Spade patted Song s.h.i.+’s shoulder and left with the others.

Only Song s.h.i.+ was left. His gaze landed on the corpse and he revealed a thoughtful expression. “Without the system and the support of additional strength, it’s impossible for me to become stronger in a short period of time. I still have to rely on external objects. All of you died from the mutated beasts, so I’ll give you another chance to take revenge. How about that?”

“If you don’t answer, I’ll take it that you agree tacitly.”

He muttered and prepared to use these corpses.

Spiritual Qi existed in this world, so it would definitely not be able to help him become stronger for the time being. However, it was not a problem to refine a few low-level Corpse Soldiers to be of some use at critical moments.

Moreover, Corpse Soldiers were not afraid of pain and did not have any fear. They were very suitable to face those beasts.

Thinking of this, he looked around and began to dig a hole.

He sensed that this place was where the corpses were buried. The Yin Qi was very strong, and these people had been bitten to death by mutated beasts. They had a lot of resentment. As long as he specially guided them, it would not be difficult for these guys to transform into corpses.

What he had to do was to control the zombies in advance to prevent them from harming others and himself.

“These people who just died still need some time to prepare. I wonder if there are any suitable ones buried here.”

Song s.h.i.+’s gaze landed on the nearby soil mound. He observed the surrounding terrain, sensed the aura, and confirmed the flow of Yin Qi. Finally, his gaze landed on a certain spot.

“This is a place where Yin Qi gathers nearby. There are also corpses below. If there are no accidents, there should already be corpses.”

With some certainty, he saw that no one was paying attention to this place and began to dig with the shovel.

Soon, the shovel clanged as if it had touched a stone. However, when Song s.h.i.+ pushed the soil away, there was a piece of clothing underneath. Behind the torn clothes was an ashen object.

“Good lord, it’s already stiff. It’s still an Iron Skin Zombie. Unfortunately, it’s buried here and hasn’t been awakened.”

Song s.h.i.+ was secretly delighted. The formation of zombies required certain conditions to be triggered.

Firstly, he had to die with resentment. It would be best if he died tragically. Secondly, his body could not be too incomplete. If it was too incomplete, he could not absorb Yin Qi very well. Thirdly, he had to have Yin Qi to nurture it so that it would not rot. Lastly, he had to have Yang Qi to activate it. Otherwise, Yin Qi could not be sustained and it would always be a corpse that could not become sentient.

He only needed to use a special method to activate it and this guy would jump out to be used by him.

At the thought of this, he glanced at the sky. It was not dark yet and the Yin Qi had not reached its peak. It was not suitable to activate it.

He continued to dig a few more times and revealed the forehead of his head so that it could absorb some Yang Qi.

After doing this, he turned around and dug a hole obediently. He buried the newly dead people in the place where the Yin Qi gathered. This way, he could raise a few more zombies later.

After burying the corpse, Song s.h.i.+ searched the vicinity and found another zombie. At this moment, it was evening. When the last ray of sunlight disappeared, Song s.h.i.+ bit his finger and drew a rune in the heart of the zombie’s eyebrows.

Swoos.h.!.+

The latter’s dry eyelids moved, and then his body trembled as if he had come to life.

“Keep lying down.”

Song s.h.i.+ said coldly as he controlled the zombie with his thoughts.

He only needed to summon this thing at the critical moment to block the danger for him. He was not familiar with this place yet and was not in a hurry to bring it along.

“Sigh, I didn’t expect to create such a low-level zombie one day. I was really forced by the situation.”

Song s.h.i.+ was helpless and continued to follow suit. He woke up the other zombie that was slightly weaker and made the two of them start to absorb Yin Qi to increase their strength. Only then did Song s.h.i.+ shovel some soil to cover the two of them before walking towards the tent in the distance.

Needless to say, these tents were the residences of the cannon fodder camp. At this moment, many tents were lit up. From the number of tents, there were many of them. There were also some people on guard.

“Immortal Emperor, are you done burying? Come and eat something.”

A patrolling person waved his hand. It was Brother Cha. It was obvious that the people who dealt with the corpses previously were the same group of people who were patrolling now.

“Where do I live?” Song s.h.i.+ asked.

If he could occupy a tent alone, he could bring the zombies with him. That would be much safer.