Volume 1: The Dark Traveler Chapter 7: Black Ice Skull

  The original owner of this body was a lovesick but tragically beheaded undead wizard?

  What a... tragedy.

  Before the utterly exhausted and dying body of the White Bone Spirit Card, Luo Wei silently mourned for three seconds to show his sympathy for the original owner of the flesh that his soul had occupied.

  But after collecting the White Bone cards, Luo Wei immediately started doing another thing that was both pleasant and hateful - killing zombies.

  That's right, it's killing zombies.

  These plague zombies in the Neserale Mine District will eventually be eliminated by the mercenaries who come to exterminate them in various inhumane ways. Since they are destined to be slaughtered anyway, isn't it better to die with a bit more value?

  With this in mind, Rovin commanded his two younger brothers to slaughter every plague zombie within their line of sight. Most of the soul fire from the slain zombies was absorbed by Rovin himself, while a small portion was given as rewards to the civilian zombies Goodlak and the prisoner ghoul Tarrant.

  This massacre of over two hundred plague zombies of the same kind took Luo Wei a full two days and one night.

  However, in accordance with the local customs of the earth, Luo Wei ordered the prisoners to dig a large pit and bury all the thoroughly rested plague zombies, which took up more than half of Luo Wei's night.

  No matter what, these corpses were once living people. Even Luo Wei, who just a few days ago was still able to dissect them with a calm expression, only did so because it was his job.

  Make another offering to the vengeful spirits?

  This won't do, there must be at least a three-month interval between two spirit offerings.

  ……

  The effect of devouring the soul fire was evident, Luo Wei's original large hollow neck and heart area had been covered by newly grown pale skin, but under the skin it seemed to be empty and nothing.

  Of course, what Luo Wei was most concerned about was that he no longer had to worry about being tripped up by his own feet and losing face.

  In contrast to Rovio, the changes of Ghoulrath and Tharros are enormous.

  Gudou Rakka transformed into a gaunt, corpse-eating demon after assimilating enough soul fires. He grew razor-sharp claws at least an inch long, resembling those of a ferocious beast. His movement speed increased to at least twice that of Rouvi's.

  Tyrant then grew another circle fatter, and his original flesh and blood grew a layer of dark green skin, making him look like a sturdy sumo wrestler wearing handcuffs.

  Leaving aside the zombie mage Lich, Gudrakk and Tharros represent two typical directions for ordinary zombies to upgrade.

  The lean and long body of Goodluck will continue to grow, sooner or later becoming an agile flesh hunter.

  The bloated and majestic Tyrant will continue to grow into a 100% detestable undead.

  Undoubtedly, the knowledge that Luo Wei has about zombies growing up is also from the residual memories of the original owner of the zombie body he occupies.

  So, that undead magic apprentice had a bad eye for guessing, he must have completely misjudged the identity of this zombie when it was still alive...

  With this in mind, Rovio, who had almost killed all the plague zombies on the surface of the mining village, finally made up his mind to leave Nefaria Mining Village with Gudarak and Tyrant as vanguards.

  Because he had chosen another path, Rovin soon found himself walking to the west of Nefry Mine, near a cluster of miners' huts that he had never explored before.

  It was as if they had heard the noise of Luo Wei passing by, a red-clothed blonde female zombie crawled out from the opposite miner's shed, dragging half of her body into a very large stone house. The face and body of this red-clothed female zombie were eaten away, but her right hand still tightly grasped a bulging blood-stained cloth pouch.

  It's probably a bag of gold and silver as well as some precious jewelry, right?

  Before crossing over as a forensic doctor, Luo Wei had seen many corpses who died for money.

  So under Rovin's loud command, Goodrick swiftly ran over with his hands and feet together, roughly snatching away the red-robed female zombie's tightly grasped cloth pouch.

  The cloth bag was handed over to Luo Wei's hands, but after weighing it lightly, Luo Wei was surprised to find that he seemed to have guessed wrong, because the cloth bag was not heavy.

  Undoing the bag opening, Luo Wei saw that it was not gold and silver jewelry, but... food.

  Yes, the canvas bag was stuffed with food such as dried meat, sausage, bacon ham and moldy bread.

  Could it be that this red-clothed female zombie didn't die during the outbreak of the plague, but instead survived until after the outbreak and was forced to come out in search of food due to unbearable hunger, only to be killed by other zombies?

  A poor woman...

  "I've taken these things."

  Luoyi shook his head and gave up the idea of stripping away the soul fire from this red-robed female zombie. He left after saying that.

  Staring at Luo Wei who was getting farther and farther away, the female zombie in red clothes could only chase after him by crawling, letting out a shrill cry. Her voice was clearly filled with... indignation that was so thick it couldn't be dispersed.

  Along the winding muddy road where sewage flowed, Luo Wei killed a few plague zombies along the way and saw a dilapidated tavern that gave him a sense of déjà vu.

  After a brief daze, Luo Wei finally remembered the source of the familiar feeling. It was when he killed the undead mage apprentice and found that mercenary task scroll, because he saw the specific term "Nefrayer Mine Village", an automatic memory image emerged - "A brown-haired woman with revealing clothes, dancing on the wooden stage of a dimly lit tavern, occasionally being groped by dirty miners."

  This dilapidated tavern was the very place where the brown-haired woman danced in that fragment of memory, except the tavern in the memory was dimly lit but very new.

  This old tavern, worn out by time, is indeed the place where this undead body was born and raised.

  Standing outside the old tavern, looking at the tightly closed tavern door, Rovi struggled with whether or not to go in and take a look.

  "Let's go in and take a look, after all, who made me occupy your body now? No need for autopsy, it can be seen that you absolutely died from homicide. So, I should understand some of your past. If I understand your past, if there is an opportunity in the future, I can help you avenge this killing grievance, as a reward for using your physical legacy. If your enemy is too powerful, at least I can hide from your enemy first."

  Rovin thought so before entering the tavern.

  However, the first to break into the dilapidated wine house was not Luo Wei, but rather the rough and tumble Tyrant.

  Luo Wei originally thought that in the dilapidated and dark tavern, there should be at least a few zombie waiters and zombie dancers. However, after entering, he found that the tavern was unexpectedly clean, with no signs of plague zombies, let alone any furniture out of place.

  There's something wrong with this tavern.

  It was almost subconscious, Luo Wei had come to this conclusion.

  These past few nights, Luo Wei had deliberately entered dozens of mining village houses to search for precious metal coins to use after his gradual death in the world of the living, and all the houses he entered were chaotic and stained with blood.

  Even ordinary houses were affected by the plague of the undead, yet public commercial facilities like taverns still managed to remain clean and tidy after the plague.

  With a question, Luo Wei urged the agile Goodluck to approach the counter and grab the curtain leading to the back kitchen.

  The closer Goodluck got to the curtain, the more severe his resistance and unease became, as if there was something behind the curtain that terrified him.

  But Guderak was just a corpse, and compared to the fear of the unknown behind the curtain, it feared its master Rovy more, who could extinguish its soul fire at any time. So in trembling anxiety, Guderak tore off the curtain.

  The magical dim vision made a new achievement, and Luo Wei saw at a glance that in the not-so-large back kitchen, in the corner facing the door, a golden-haired little girl was curled up motionless.

  The emotions of Theland, left beside Rovin, became agitated, and it sniffed the fresh flesh scent coming from the little girl who was crouching there.

  That little girl curled up in the corner was... still alive.

  With a dense sense of doubt, Luo Wei stepped forward, and when he reached the entrance where Leng De Rak dared not move forward, he finally felt a wave of cold air rushing towards him, this cold air was familiar yet strange.

  Unlike Gudelak, Rove easily found the source of the familiar yet strange chill, which came from a small, motionless figure at the entrance.

  Luoyi walked straight to the small, shriveled-up person and crouched stiffly in front of them. He saw a gourd-like face with tightly closed eyes that had completely fallen into a coma.

  This was a blonde girl of about eleven or twelve years old, with delicate and beautiful features that made her look like a beauty even with her eyes closed. However, Luo Wei didn't have the time to appreciate her carefully, and instead reached into the girl's collar without hesitation.

  Luo Wei was certainly not a weird uncle who would take advantage of the little girl's unconsciousness to do anything indecent, so in the next moment his hand pulled out a black stone skull necklace strung with hemp rope, still warm and emitting a pale white glow.

  "Although the internal storage of magic has been consumed to almost nothing, it is actually solidified. With just a recharge, it can release four spells: 'High-ranking Evil Spirit Dispel', 'Death by One Finger', 'Ice Gun Shot' and 'Firm Ice Shield' - the Black Ice Skull Necklace."

  It was almost at the same time that he saw the pale skull pendant that Luo Wei's mind emerged with this extremely affirmative judgment.

  So, instantly, a strong sense of excitement surged up in Luo Wei's heart, because he was very clear that this black ice skull necklace was an absolutely good thing.

  But looking at the black ice pendant still hanging from the neck of the unconscious blonde girl, Luo Wei couldn't help but think of another question -

  What should be done with this unconscious blonde girl?

  The dividing line of seeking points and collecting receipts

  Special thanks: Yu Die Yao Xing and a certain Xue Miao, two book friends for their generous support!