Chapter Thirty-One: Row upon row of fruit stands

  "I'm telling you, brother, have you felt that something's off about Wang Auntie from next door lately?"

  At this moment, a dozen or so young men from various ethnic groups were doing middle school radio calisthenics in unison. It is said that this was a magical technique learned by the emperor from an immortal, which could enhance human physical function.

  "Hey, hey, you two dogs, when doing exercises, don't worry about those useless things." A stout "beauty" glared at the young man who spoke with a scowl.

  The originally somewhat tidy formation suddenly became disordered.

  Those two dogs finally stood firm, and quietly followed a pure little loli next to them, whispering: "Xiao Mei, have you found that Cui Hua is getting more and more..."

  Loli beauty helplessly rolled her eyes: "Don't tease me, Cuihua sister has been learning to be a lady since she fell in love with a handsome guy a few days ago."

  As soon as the words fell, I saw Cui Hua's enchanting eyes that could intimidate ghosts and gods glance over, scaring Xiao Yatou to quickly look away, focusing on doing stretching exercises.

  During this time, humans discovered a very strange thing, where people began to behave strangely, with stiff movements and pale faces.

  The most bizarre thing is that these people, despite the opposition of their own kind, began to move continuously towards the vast and desolate mountain range of Honghuang.

  It started with some elderly humans, and then gradually those young people with weaker bodies also began to mutate, which immediately drew the attention of the higher-ups in the human world.

  At first, it could be considered a normal migration of ethnic groups, but the number is too excessive and the team is constantly expanding.

  Now millions of people are running towards the vast and majestic mountains!

  "No, it's all wrong." Xuanyuan Huangdi gnawed at the chicken leg in his hand, this guy is getting more and more shameless... The specific reason... the time of ascension to the Dao is near.

  But recently, he who has been living a comfortable life often thinks of a sentence that Zhang Zilong secretly told him years ago:

  Life is like dry shit, you make an effort, and then it's comfortable afterwards!

  Alas! Master Shu is indeed sincere with me! These are truly valuable words!

  "I say Your Majesty, can't you just stop learning from that detestable Jade Dragon!"

  Others may not feel it, but Xuan Nu, who has been with Zhang Zilong day and night for N days, is deeply moved. It's too similar! Xuan Yuan is actually slowly getting closer to Yu Long! Heaven! The perfect Emperor in her heart is being corrupted! How sad...

  "Huh, Xuan Nu, I think Shu Shu is quite good?"

  Xuanyuan scratched his head, awkwardly licking the greasy fingers: "But now is not the time to discuss this, the warriors sent out to investigate earlier have all disappeared without a reason, something strange must be going on!"

  Next to Xuan Yuan, who was gnawing on a chicken leg, Bi Xiao's little maid waved her hand indifferently: "Hey, hey, didn't we already promote the broadcast gymnastics you gave us? This is something our master invented, although he's not very reliable usually, but when it comes to inventions and creations, he's a person who has won the Heavenly Court's Annual Contribution Award!"

  The fairy maiden heard this and rolled her eyes wildly!

  That annual contribution award was actually given by Zhang Zilong himself! He gave it to himself, isn't that too shameless? The dark truth behind Red Fruit!

  However, this radio calisthenics is indeed a divine exercise compiled by the great Party Central Committee for strengthening the physique of young people.

  Since the promotion, the number of human mutations has actually slowed down.

  Look at Xuan Yuan's face, full of agreement, "deeply affectionate" with Bi Xiao, and the non-existent egg of Xuannv also hurts secretly. On the side, Yunxiao and Qiongxiao two girls looked at this "harmonious" scene, giggling.

  In the underworld, in the city of Ye, he drank the finest wine made from the snow-capped mountains of Youming, and looked at the scene of everyone doing exercises, guffawing with a strange laugh: "I was disgusted by this thing for six years back then, now it's your turn to experience the fun!"

  However, this time's affair was indeed strange and abnormal. Those mutated humans seemed fine on the surface, but even Ye who had been in contact with dead people for years could still smell a hint of corpse aura.

  A storm is brewing, and this matter is not simple!

  But it's said that in the vast and desolate mountain ranges, a large number of people who had been poisoned to death surged into this place.

  The entire mountain range was shrouded in a green mist, and it was impossible to see what was inside from the outside. Those human warriors who had not been poisoned and came to investigate would be corroded by the mist as soon as they stepped into it, turning into a puddle of pus.

  But deep in the dense forest of mountains and forests, it is a piece of hell on earth.

  A line of zombies formed a long queue, moving forward in an orderly manner. The zombies acted as a group, with one zombie and one corpse per group, taking turns to take down a human.

  Corpse delights in sucking blood, dead body loves rotting flesh.

  And the miserable dead human skeletons would be thrown into a skull sea, and if they had the opportunity, they would become mindless skull warriors, guarding their homes for the zombies, becoming cannon fodder.

  In the entire forest, from time to time, there were nauseating sounds of chewing and sucking, while Panwang and his officials in the Panwang Hall were having a great time with several beautiful human girls.

  This is probably the first time I've been able to enjoy such a big meal on my own since following Pan Wang.

  A pair of tiger eyes were filled with tears, muttering to himself: "So happy... so happy!"

  The human race is the darling of the Heavenly Way, with a body that is naturally complete and harmonious. It is only natural that they are the purest flesh and blood in the vast and chaotic world. Not to mention that humans were created by mixing pre-heavenly soil and pre-heavenly three-light divine water, infused with the sacred blood of Nüwa, and born with innate virtues. That's simply like the effect of a Golden Elixir.

  However, eating humans is bound to incur heavenly wrath! To the Heavenly Path, humans are his children. You dare eat my child? I'll let you off easy?

  But zombies are not among them. All things have a cycle of cause and effect, and zombies are born from the gathering of heaven and earth's opposing energies, jumping out of the cycle, not in the five elements. This race is not large, but it seems to be the natural nemesis of the human race. The Heavenly Way cannot punish a race that swallows the human race for its own survival.

  But it was mentioned earlier.

  Pan Wang is timid and cautious, can also be said to be cowardly. From ancient times, he has been hiding and evading, and as a minister with Pan Wang, he has always followed him through thick and thin. The consequences of his timidity are food shortages, which have led to the zombie tribe not being very prosperous.

  If it weren't for the things in Mangcang Mountain, they would have been eaten clean by them. Pan Wang wouldn't have taken advantage of the human tribe's retreat and launched a sneak attack after the disaster, when their strength was weakened.

  The Panwang with a refreshing mood flew into mid-air and laughed eerily: "You guys! Line up, I'll distribute the fruits!"

  He took out the smallest one from his own collection of several thousand delicious blood cells.

  "Come on, just take a sip each, it's fine if you're satisfied. I'm quite generous!"

  The minister behind him couldn't believe his eyes: the boss was actually taking out his own stash to share with everyone? Alas, my revered ancestor, let me return to your embrace, this world is too crazy!

  At this time, a figure flew out of the Tianwai Tianhuo Dong cave.

  It was precisely from Zhang Zilong's place of learning that she became a nominal younger sister and an actual little land spirit.

  She was muttering to herself, biting her finger, occasionally turning back to look at her father in the Fire Cloud Cave. Finally, she sighed and said, "Xuan Yuan uncle, don't blame Jingwei, it's my dad who insisted that I deliver grass to you..."

  Xuanyuan, who was fast asleep, suddenly shivered with a chill.

  A sense of foreboding arose in his heart.

  In the Fire Cloud Cave, Fuxi stared at Shen Nong with a head full of black lines. The latter was gnawing on the flesh of his own raised crane, making "wu" and "ah" sounds. After Shen Nong attained enlightenment, he became even more infatuated with eating meat. In his words, after being a vegetarian for so many years and ascending to immortality, it's time to change one's diet.

  "Imperial brother, can Xuan Yuan digest those herbs you sent?"

  Shennong wiped his mouth with a big hand: "Big brother, don't worry! As the Human Emperor, how can I not understand eating grass? This is to temper him. My Master Duobao said that the more you eat, the greater the Human Emperor's merit will be. I'm doing this for Xuan Yuan's future when he attains the Dao, so his merit will be greater."

  "Hmm, you just watched Xuan Yuan win a battle and complete his merit as the Human Emperor, feeling unbalanced in your mind? Fuxi secretly slandered."

  "But anyway, that strange corpse poison is really terrifying. We can't personally go and investigate, so we can't distinguish which kind of herb is the best. I'm also helpless!"

  Shennong saw Fuxi's disbelieving face and awkwardly rubbed his crystal belly.

  It's okay, this time it was an emergency, otherwise I would have suspected that you wouldn't be so kind as to help Xuan Yuan find the closest dozens of herbs... Fuxi silently congratulated Xuan Yuan in her heart.

  Suddenly, Shennong's face changed greatly: "Oh no! Jingwei that girl picked the wrong herb!" Shennong looked at the empty medicine box behind him, and cold sweat kept pouring out. Damn it, Xuan Yuan is going to be killed by me!

  Only see above book "Nine Ranks of Desire Fire Burning Body Licorice"

  Xuanyuan, you should be in mourning... However, it's not Xuanyuan who should be in mourning, but rather Zhang Zilong, who is still reveling in his battle with the innate turbid air.

  (PS: Going to grandma's house for the festival tonight, so I'll post today's second update now, and there won't be any updates tonight)