Chapter 386: Hometown of the Undead
“Pah…”
“Pah…”
A moist and cold feeling woke Yu Puxin from his coma.
She pursed her cracked lips and felt a burning pain in her throat.
"ah…"
She breathed weakly and tried to struggle to get up.
The confused memories began to trace back to the clearest source.
It seems like she is still working overtime?
But now, where is she?
Yu Puxin stared blankly at the top of his head.
There was no ceiling, but something like a mosquito net.
This thing was not that rare in her childhood memory.
But as the wheel of time rolls forward, it is rarely seen even in rural areas.
The atmosphere around seemed a little dull, and there was an indescribable smell in the air.
She then saw a skull suddenly appear on her retina followed by a personal message.
"Grass……"
This was her first thought.
Once, thanks to a recommendation from a male best friend, she was able to learn about a new world that was completely different from serious traditional literature...
So, she naturally knew what was appearing before her eyes.
"Fortunately, it's not the Lord God..."
Yu Puxin said silently in his heart.
"But what is the Zongwang?"
Yu Puxin tried to distinguish more things from the information he saw on his retina.
But besides the personal attributes that looked like a game panel, she only saw something that was probably a task:
"The return of the undead?"
"Are all the initial missions so weird?"
Yu Puxin thought so as he lay collapsed on the bed.
Then, her body suddenly stiffened and she remembered some forgotten memories.
Sudden shock, inaudible mumbling, the calls of relatives in a trance...
Am I dead?
Yu Puxin suddenly realized this possibility.
Then she stretched out her hands tremblingly.
Those were a pair of defeated arms that seemed to have lost all their blood...
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"Why do we have to come to this kind of place to recruit new people?"
No. 2 looked at No. 1 beside him with some confusion and asked.
They come from a small interdimensional online adventure guild.
Recently, Necromancer No. 4 in the guild retired due to marriage.
Their adventure temporarily lacks team members to assist and summon.
Out of consideration for fresh blood, No. 1, as the president, made the decision to recruit.
After several failed recruitment attempts on cross-dimensional trading platforms, No. 1 gave a new suggestion:
"Start from childhood..."
So, they came to the plane where the most necromancer-related professions were born.
Moreover, most of the online players born here are undead.
This means good news:
If the player is a male, he has no reproduction-related needs.
Nor would he be like the famous wizard of the guild who once fell in love with the natives in the middle of his adventure and decided to stay in that plane.
Ultimately, the adventure came to an end.
And if you are a female player, there will be no such things as maternity leave, marriage, and taking care of children.
It can be said that it is a perfect tool... a team member...
But this damn place has been in a state of war.
The so-called undead are souls that have escaped from other dimensions.
After luckily avoiding the hunting of ghosts, the attraction of the abyss, and the covetousness of some other evil beings.
The lucky ones among them may encounter a newly dead life by chance.
Then, under some forbidden instinct, a new immortal will be born.
From this aspect, we can see the current situation of this plane.
Even unconscious souls can come and go freely, not to mention all the other messy things.
In fact, relevant forces have noticed the "potential" of this place a long time ago.
We plan to develop it into a trading plane that connects multiple dimensions.
However, due to several lower planes linked to this plane and some other reasons, this development failed.
Then, there was endless fighting and killing...
No. 1 actually doesn't like it here. He is a rather traditional knight.
Even long ago, he had a mount that had some dragon blood.
However, later on, the mount's size gradually expanded to a level that he could no longer control.
Moreover, the increasing feeding costs made the already tight finances of the guild even worse.
So, he finally reluctantly let it go.
"I've seen the previous platform warning. According to the speculation of those idle guys, a large-scale war with an intensity of at least level 10 is likely to break out here."
No. 2 looked at the sticky mud under his feet and said gloomily.
It's been raining all the time in this damn place, and the roads are all muddy.
"Don't panic. It won't be too late to escape after you fool a newcomer."
No. 1 looked up at the dark sky and said so.
Soon, a village that seemed to smell a bit bloody appeared in their sight...
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"Unexpectedly fast..."
Yi Chun looked around curiously.
Just as he was about to explore a few more planes and replenish the last 15 points of endless wildness, he started the comprehensive network transmission.
Perhaps because the screening conditions were lowered a lot, this time the plane locking was unexpectedly smooth.
However, as an old driver of plane travel.
Yi Chun has sufficient knowledge about plane teleportation.
Although the comprehensive network provides a convenient channel for plane crossing.
This results in an abnormally low threshold for players on the network to teleport to different planes.
But not every plane can tolerate some "alien creatures" coming in and out at will.
There are bound to be some obstacles.
Moreover, due to the differences in the timelines of the planes, the time required for plane crossing in different planes is different .
Apart from the copy plane, Yi Chun had never encountered a plane crossing as smooth as teleportation.
Even if one immerses oneself in a deeper dream world, one still needs to gradually accelerate the process of falling into .
This reminded Yi Chun of another concept: the star realm.
However, Yi Chun sniffed the stench in the air around him.
Well, in a sense, it is unlikely that the astral plane has such "fresh" air.
It is well known that biological odors are often related to the enrichment of microbial activities.
Rot, multiply, wither...
Yi Chun shook his head. This was a paradise for druids from the microbial faction.
In fact, this faction has its own name.
But Yi Chun was not willing to give them even a little bit of his memory space.
After all, most of those guys have legendary appetite suppressing effects...
He was just a reckless feral druid in their eyes, unwilling to dwell on the truth...
The eyes never met, but the wind mixed with some fishy smell had already brought some information.
Yi Chun heard the natural whispers of this world.
He was mumbling, as if complaining about something...
Yi Chun just listened for a while and then felt a little annoyed.
"You should use roaring mountain fire and angry thunder to let them know your majesty ."
"Chattering only exposes your vulnerability."
The hunchbacked old man incarnated by Yi Chun slammed the ground with the Infinite Tribulation Pole, then looked up at the sky and said...
