Chapter 5: The Great Qin Army's Soul!

  Gongsun Ce opened his eyes to find that the entire world had changed. Unlike the dream-like state where every moment felt illusory, reality was a tangible sensation - it was real. Different from before, he saw silver moonlight flowing slowly and also spotted a woman in white robes sitting by his bedside, staring at him with an unreadable expression.

  "How could my sister be watching this?" Gong Sun Ce stood up, got dressed and asked. At this time, he was his complete self. He naturally remembered the white-robed woman, Dai Ji. But he was puzzled - how could a resurrected god use a computer?

  "Sister is revived by the faith of modern people, they know it, so does sister. Later you won't be able to see her again, so cherish the time." Daisy said while drinking iced Coke.

  "The spirit of nature, can it be controlled so easily? Thunder and lightning, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, these spirits will gradually revive, and humans will no longer be able to control them. To control them, one must pay the corresponding price. The things that were originally created will also be destroyed, including this building." Daji's words made it difficult for Gong Sunce to accept. Must human society constantly regress and thoroughly return to ancient times?

  "Let's go, little brother." Daji got up and walked to the balcony. Gong Sun Ce followed her, and together they looked out at the Baihua residential area. The usually quiet night was exceptionally lively, or more accurately, chaotic. The road below had been blocked by several cars that had collided with each other. Panicked crowds of people dodged around the wreckage, rushing outward in twos and threes.

  "Look, the spirits have revived. Many evil spirits and yin spirits have begun to wreak havoc. A goddess like my sister has revived, but only has the power of self-preservation. But my brother is different, born to restrain the evil spirits. Hunting down evil spirits can increase his strength. Their existence will ensure the prosperity of our clan!" The midnight wind blew in, carrying a bloody scent. Gong Sun Ce sniffed it, and his blood began to boil.

  "Sister, where are we going next?" Gong Sun Ce's hand produced an iron spear, the metal wood around him began to collapse into foam, merging into the iron spear. The iron spear transformed from a virtual shadow into a real entity, tightly grasped by Gong Sun Ce.

  "With my sister's statue, I'm going to the suburbs. The city is no longer worth anything and will soon become a pile of ruins." Daisy said, walking towards the bronze female statue, threw herself in, this was her statue. She winked at Gong Sun Ce, then remained still.

  Gongsun Ce wore a pair of jeans on the bottom and a horse jacket on top, with the statue tied up and hung on his back. He took out his phone to make a call home, but found no signal, and there was a text message from Xuelin. After reading the text message, he smashed his phone to pieces and strode out with his halberd in hand.

  In the chaotic crowd, there are always cases of being possessed by evil spirits and being devoured. Those who are devoured instantly turn into a pile of withered bones. There are also some dead spirits similar to zombies, as if they have just crawled out of the ground, chasing after people everywhere. Once caught, they knock them down, suck their blood, and devour them.

  Gongsun Ce's iron spear in his hand did not attract much attention. Because the security guards in the residential area, as well as some young people holding fire axes and various knives and swords called art collections, were chopping zombies together.

  Gongsun Zhan discovered an interesting thing, that is, several yin spirits wanted to devour the group of young people who were fighting hard, but every time they approached, they were shaken away. Those who were devoured by the yin spirits and turned into white bones were mostly women and children, with very few men. A yin spirit had just devoured a woman and was floating towards Gongsun Zhan.

  Yinling thought that Gongsun Zhan couldn't see him, so he slowly floated forward. Unexpectedly, when he was about two meters away from Gongsun Zhan, he was stabbed in the chest by Gongsun Zhan's spear. The iron spear seemed to be a branding iron, scorching Yinling and making him let out a series of sharp whistles. He wanted to retreat, but the iron spear seemed to be stuck to his body, and no matter what he did, he couldn't pull away. He also tried to stretch out his arm to grab Gongsun Zhan, but even though they were only one meter apart, he just couldn't grasp him.

  In less than a breath of time, the yin spirit let out a mournful howl and its body disintegrated into four streams of gray gas and two streams of red gas that swirled around Gong Sun Zhan before gradually merging into the iron spear in his hand.

  Several dark spirits around saw these auras, abandoned their original target, excitedly howled, and pounced on Gongsun Zhan, wanting to snatch those auras. Gongsun Zhan swept his spear horizontally, the sharp crescent-shaped spearhead just beheading the dark spirit that was pouncing on him, causing it to die and disperse directly.

  He didn't have time to absorb the airflow, and he swept away another yin spirit with a single spear. The yin spirit floated slowly in mid-air, and he stepped forward to chase after it, holding his spear with both hands, stabbing into the yin spirit, letting out a light shout, and then tossing it towards two other yin spirits that were pouncing on him together.

  Three dark spirits swirled together in mid-air, Gong Sun Zan seized the opportunity and went up to stab them wildly, killing them all in an instant. They turned into a stream of energy that was absorbed by his iron halberd.

  "You can see those evil spirits!" A middle-aged security guard, who had just beheaded the last zombie with an axe, asked from a distance, his face still filled with killing intent. The other security guards and young people around him turned their heads to look at Gong Sun Ce.

  "It can be seen, and it can also be killed. Just now, five were killed." Gong Sun Ce and this middle-aged security guard also knew each other, but only nodded in passing. They had exchanged names, he remembered the other party, but that middle-aged security guard didn't remember him.

  "You should be able to feel those things, believe your feelings. You are full of vitality, their favorite food. As long as you don't panic in your heart, they can't do anything to you. That's all I can say, I'm going to save my friend!" Gong Sun Ce said, picked up a motorcycle that had fallen to the ground, and ignored the skeleton wearing a helmet next to it. After starting the motorcycle, the young men blocking his way saw that he didn't want to communicate anymore, so they let him pass.

  But there was still one who didn't give up, a young man asked: "I want to follow you, you're very strong, my chances of survival will be a bit higher. Will that do?" Gong Sun Ce heard his accent wasn't local, standard Mandarin, and suddenly felt more pleased. He only looked at the young man's slender build, thinking he probably wouldn't have much strength, and furrowed his brow.

  "As long as you agree, I, Zhou Qing, am willing to die and follow you." The young man who had been with Zhou Qing since his youth hastily said. Several other young men around them were also moved, looking at Gong Sun Ce, expressing their willingness to follow him. Even several security guards wanted to follow Gong Sun Ce, but they hesitated because of the middle-aged security guard's accumulated prestige and kindness over the years, and didn't dare speak up.

  "Alright, I'm going to Xianyang University to rescue my friend. You can follow me, if you get lost, go to the White Sheep Temple in the north of the city and wait for me there. The Taoist priests there aren't all idle either!" With that, Gong Sunce revved up his motorcycle and sped off. Fortunately, he was highly skilled, and the loud noise from the motorcycle engine caused the panicked crowds along the way to scatter and avoid him.

  "Go, go to Baiyangguan!" The middle-aged security guard clapped his hands directly. Anyway, he couldn't keep up with this strong young man, so he might as well do what he said and go straight to Baiyangguan. A group of security guards and young people quickly found motorcycles or bicycles and other convenient means of transportation.

  Along the way, the continuous crowd was swallowed by the yin spirit, and the well cover was also opened, and one by one, the stinking zombies crawled out. The entire city's residents became hunted sheep, and Gong Sun Ce felt helpless about it. Ten minutes later, he arrived at Xianyang University.

  Xianyang University is a key university, and every student inside is a treasure. So, a temporary reinforced camp has been set up here to defend against the zombies. The high-intensity lamps are constantly scanning, and whenever a zombie is spotted, the soldiers will fire a burst of bullets, blowing the zombie's head off, just like in Resident Evil.

  "Squad leader, do you think it's the end of the world?" A new recruit suppressed his fear and asked his squad leader, who had just enlisted in the army this year. He had just learned how to shoot and was stationed near Xianyang University, so he was directly transferred here by his superiors and formed a reinforced battalion with other new recruits.

  "Nonsense! It's just a zombie! Some unclean thing, it'll be fine when the sun comes out." Sergeant Class Leader puffed on a cigarette, loading bullets into the clip in his hand. The nearby crowd had already begun to surge into Xianyang University, and their squad was only responsible for guarding the gate.

  "There are also evil spirits, the evil spirits they talked about, how come I haven't seen them?" The new recruit was also learning from the squad leader, reloading his empty clip with bullets, but his hands were shaking badly and he couldn't get a single bullet in.

  "Because we are soldiers, these devils are afraid of us! What's the use of talking so much nonsense? Load your bullets and let's go, kid." The squad leader loaded his magazine, extinguished his cigarette butt, and walked out from the corner where he was hiding. The remaining new recruit finished smoking the cigarettes given to him by the civilians and followed his squad leader out.

  "Form a firepower network, an ancient army is coming from the west!" The lieutenant platoon leader put down the walkie-talkie and shouted loudly. The crowd heard that the originally fast-paced team was moving even faster, and there was no congestion in sight. Two squads of soldiers began to set up two machine guns in the middle of the street, aiming at the west.

  "Winds! Winds! Great winds!!" A row of black Qin soldiers appeared under the moonlight, their bodies were rotten, some with only white bones left to support their legs. The armor on the Qin soldiers was also damaged, but the swords in their hands were smooth and bright, shining with a silver light under the moonlight, showing their sharpness beyond compare.

  "Qin army! This is the Qin army!! I'm going to watch 'Hero' again?" The class leader spat out a mouthful of saliva, and the lieutenant next to him discovered that the Qin army coming from the west was also a type of zombie, but their footsteps were agile and completely unlike the stiff zombies they had killed earlier.

  "Battalion commander! Our unit needs support, we need heavy firepower!" He grabbed the radio transmitter and yelled loudly because he saw the Qin army launching a charge with a speed comparable to that of athletes in a 100-meter dash.

  Without his order, the two machine guns began to spit out two flames of several meters long. More than 20 soldiers gripped their guns tightly, waiting for their squad leader's command. Because their machine guns were only for training purposes, with a firing rate of 400 rounds per minute, not those deadly weapons equipped by regular troops. Nevertheless, the effect was no less impressive. Wherever the bullets swept over, all that was left was a pile of rotten corpses, and it was impossible to piece together an intact body.

  The streets to the west were filled with what appeared to be pieces of Qin soldiers' corpses, but before the soldiers could cheer, these corpse pieces began to squirm and one by one, reassembled into human form as Qin armored warriors stood up, everyone felt a deep sense of fear and despair.

  "They'll come back to life? I don't believe it, let's finish them off!" A squad leader pulled the trigger of a stunned machine gunner, prompting surrounding soldiers to open fire simultaneously.

  "It's useless, with the moonlight, these Qin soldiers' souls can't be killed. Their existence relies on their soul bodies, not their rotting physical bodies." After the machine gun fell silent, Gong Sun Ce looked at the Qin armored soldier who had turned into a pile of corpses again and walked out from the crowd, saying to the junior officer beside him who was covered in sweat.