blogombal Chapter 70 Mysterious Bronze Fragments
Chapter 70 Mysterious Bronze Fragments
"Baka!"
The remaining Japanese soldiers all changed their expressions drastically and hurriedly retreated.
"Trying to run away?"
Zhao Yi sneered, and in a flash, he gave chase.
Heaven pushes the mountain palm!
With one slap each, he sent all those Japanese devils flying.
The immense power blasted them all apart.
A cloud of blood filled the sky, emitting a foul stench.
[Ding! The host has cleansed himself of sins and gained 7 strands of merit.]
[Ding! The host has cleansed himself of sins and gained 15 strands of merit.]
[Ding! The host has cleansed himself of sins and gained 9 strands of merit.]
In the blink of an eye, seven or eight Japanese soldiers from Japan were all blasted to dust.
"Damn it!"
The Westerner's face turned ashen. He pulled out a remote control from his pocket and pressed a button.
hum-
In a huge glass container in the center of the hall, a green liquid began to boil.
Suddenly, a corpse emerged from the liquid.
The corpse was bluish-black all over, and covered in tubes.
As the liquid boiled, the corpse's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.
A pair of scarlet eyes gleamed with an eerie light.
"roar--"
The corpse let out a low growl, leaped out of the liquid, and pounced straight at Zhao Yi.
It was extremely fast, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air.
"These are the zombies you created?"
A hint of disdain flashed in Zhao Yi's eyes.
He could sense that this zombie was weaker than the one he had encountered before, and was likely only a half-finished product.
"die!"
Zhao Yi threw a punch.
boom!
He punched the zombie, sending it flying backward and crashing heavily to the ground.
Click, click—
The seemingly invulnerable zombie suddenly developed numerous cracks on its body, and a large amount of its corpse energy dissipated wildly.
"Too weak. It hasn't even managed to condense its corpse energy. It's just at the level of an ordinary zombie."
Zhao Yi shook his head, somewhat looking down on these scumbags.
"How could this happen?!"
The Westerner's face turned ashen.
This is the strongest zombie they created after countless efforts.
It was blown apart with a single punch!
"What other tricks do you have up your sleeve? Bring them on!"
Zhao Yi strode forward, grabbed the Westerner by the neck, and lifted him up.
"No...don't kill me..."
The Westerners struggled in terror.
"Tell me, what kind of experiment are you conducting here?" Zhao Yi asked coldly.
"We...we're researching...how to create more powerful zombies..."
The Westerner said, trembling.
"What will it be used for?" Zhao Yi asked.
"To...to sell to Japan...they want to use these zombies to fight..." the Westerner said in a trembling voice.
"Sell it to those Japanese devils?"
The murderous intent in Zhao Yi's eyes intensified.
"You beasts, you actually use living people for experiments?"
"I...we're using dead people..."
The Westerners quickly offered their explanations.
"A dead man?" Zhao Yi sneered.
"Those children, were they also dead?"
He pointed to a corner where several children were locked in cages.
The children were only seven or eight years old, all of them thin and pale, their eyes filled with fear.
"They...they..." The Westerner couldn't speak.
"Damn it!"
Zhao Yi slapped down with his palm, turning the Westerner into a bloody pulp.
[Ding! The host has cleansed himself of sins and gained 25 strands of merit.]
"Holy crap, such a high level of guilt? We definitely didn't make a mistake killing him! You bastard!"
Enraged, Zhao Yi unleashed another True Fire Burning Evil Palm strike, leaving not even a trace of the Westerner.
He is not a saint; he cannot save all people.
But when their own compatriots are placed alive in front of them, they are treated worse than cattle and sheep.
Being used as a guinea pig in a bloody manner, cruelly murdered and experimented on, Zhao Yi really couldn't hold back anymore.
"Young Master, those people have escaped!" Xiao Hong hurriedly said.
Zhao Yi turned his head and saw the last few Westerners and Japanese soldiers running towards the back door.
"Trying to run away?"
Zhao Yi sneered, and in a flash, he gave chase.
"None of you beasts are leaving here!"
boom!
With thirty percent of his anger, he unleashed a powerful punch.
[Ding! The host has cleansed himself of sins and gained 12 strands of merit.]
[Ding! The host has cleansed himself of sins and gained 14 strands of merit.]
[Ding! The host has cleansed himself of sins and gained 9 strands of merit.]
"....."
[Ding! The host has cleansed himself of sins and gained 11 strands of merit.]
In the blink of an eye, everyone in the house was dealt with.
"These damned beasts actually managed to accumulate 180 merit points! Just how many heinous things have they done?"
Zhao Yi took a deep breath to calm himself down.
In this chaotic era, in a world overrun by demons, the darkness was far more bloody and cruel than the Republic of China he remembered.
"Let's check it out!"
Zhao Yi said something to Xiao Hong and the wedding dress, and then he himself started searching.
"Young master, look!"
Little Red floated over, carrying a small box.
He walked over, opened the box, and saw that it was filled with small yellow croakers.
"good!"
Zhao Yi's eyes lit up, and he put all the gold into the bronze granary.
He searched the house again and found a lot of valuables, as well as some experimental data.
"These materials might be useful to Master!" Zhao Yi put the materials into the bronze granary as well.
"Young master, what is this?"
Xiao Hong's voice rang out.
Zhao Yi turned his head and saw Xiao Hong pick up a bronze fragment the size of a thumb from a corpse. The fragment was engraved with intricate patterns.
"This is......"
Zhao Yi took the bronze fragment and examined it carefully.
He could sense that the fragment contained a special power.
It was neither spiritual power nor malevolent energy, but a power he had never seen before.
"What a mysterious thing!"
Zhao Yi put the fragments into the bronze granary, intending to take them back to show Uncle Jiu.
"Young Master, what should we do with those children?" Xiao Hong asked.
Zhao Yi looked at the children locked in cages and sighed.
"Take it back to the mortuary and leave it to Master to handle."
"Yes, young master!"
......
At daybreak, Zhao Yi led the children back to Renjia Town.
"Ah Yi, why did you bring back so many children again?"
When Uncle Jiu saw the dozen or so children behind Zhao Yi, he was immediately overwhelmed with worry, and his face turned ashen.
"╰(*°▽°*)╯"
Zhao Yi really wanted to tease Uncle Jiu and say something like, "Unexpected, isn't it? Surprising, isn't it?"
But looking at Uncle Nine's face, which was as black as soot from the bottom of a pot, he gave up the idea.
"Master, this is what happened..."
Zhao Yi earnestly recounted everything that had happened in Tengteng Town.
"Those Westerners and Japanese people actually used living people for experiments to create zombies?"
Uncle Nine's face turned ashen after hearing this.
"These beasts are utterly depraved!"
"Damn it, these foreigners treat us Chinese people like dirt!"
Unfortunately, Uncle Nine was just an ordinary Taoist priest, and could only utter a few words of resentment in despair.
"Master, I'm entrusting those children to you," Zhao Yi said.
"Let's send them to your Aunt Zhe's place. She's already taken quite a few, so a few more won't make a difference," Uncle Jiu said.
"That's all we can do!" Zhao Yi said.
He could already imagine that Aunt Zhe would scold Uncle Jiu again once she found out.
"By the way, Master, I found something in that house that I'd like to show you."
Zhao Yi took out the bronze fragment from the bronze granary.