134: Chapter 134 Graveyard of the Gods: Not only are there ghosts here, but also a secondhand market.
Starry Star Domain, edge zone.
If the Starry Sky Ancient Road was a bustling highway, then the "Graveyard of the Gods" was the mass grave beside it. There was no starlight here, only countless fragments of shattered planets, massive corpses of gods and demons, and a purple toxic mist permeating the Void Realm. The physical Laws here were extremely chaotic. Gravity could be negative, light could be curved, and even time could flow backward.
"Zzzzzt—" As soon as they entered this area, the Tianhe fleet's communication channel was filled with eerie static. It was the whispers of countless undead.
"So cold..." Butcher Xiao wrapped his fur coat tighter; even with the Western Desert's heating System, that gloomy chill that pierced straight to the Soul remained lingering. "Dean, this place is too sinister. I feel like ten thousand pairs of eyes are staring at me."
Li Mo sat on the command platform, calmly activating the Eye of Truth. In his vision, those so-called "undead whispers" were all... residual junk data. This place was like a massive "Recycle Bin overflow area." Countless powerful civilizations had fought and fallen here back then, and their residual will and Law fragments had stirred this Star Domain into a mess.
[Warning: High-energy Law storm detected.] [Type: Time Turbulence.] [Suggestion: Activate 'Karmic Anchor' to prevent getting lost.]
"Xiao Hei," Li Mo called out. "Present." Xiao Hei crawled out from the shadows, holding a freshly roasted "Titan Alloy Leg Bone" (a snack). "Go, throw that 'anchor' down."
"On it." Xiao Hei transformed into a massive shadow and violently hurled the Abyss Foundation Stone (a brick) into the Void Realm. Buzz—! Golden Administrator Privilege runes lit up on the brick. [Rule: Time travel is prohibited in this area.] [Rule: All physical quantities must follow Newton's Laws (Cultivation Version).]
As the rules descended, the surrounding chaotic space-time storm instantly calmed. The originally distorted light straightened, and the backward-flowing time returned to normal. That eerie whispering also turned into... square dancing BGM (background music set by Li Mo).
"Done." Li Mo clapped his hands. "Now, this place is under Newton's jurisdiction."
...
Deep into the heart of the graveyard.
As the fleet ventured deeper, the sights before them became increasingly shocking. Colossal giant corpses floated in the air, still clutching broken battle-axes; shattered mechanical planets continued to spray electrical sparks; there was even half a severed star hanging in the sky like an oily salted egg yolk.
"Look over there!" Lei Wanjun pointed at a massive piece of wreckage in the distance and exclaimed. It was a bronze battleship tens of thousands of miles long; although broken in two, it still radiated an ancient and desolate aura. On the side of the ship, several simple, ancient characters were carved: [Kunlun-001].
"Kunlun-001?" Li Mo's heart stirred. According to the black box records, pangu-003 was number 003, so this Kunlun ship... could it be a sister ship of the same series?
"Move closer," Li Mo ordered. "Let's see if we can salvage some parts."
tianhe no. 1 dragged the Cultivation World (that massive sphere) and slowly approached. Just then, within the originally deathly silent Kunlun wreckage, countless eerie green lanterns suddenly lit up. No, those weren't lanterns. Those were... eyes.
"Living beings... do not approach..." A raspy, aged voice, sounding like two rusted iron plates rubbing together, spread through the entire fleet via Divine Sense.
Immediately after, countless Corpse Soldiers wearing tattered bronze armor, their bodies shriveled like skeletons, crawled out from the cracks in the battleship. They held rusted long halberds, and though their movements were stiff, the Killing Intent radiating from them was as solid as substance. [Scanning: Ancient Tomb Guardian Legion.] [Rank: Starting at Golden Core, no upper limit.] [Status: Dead but not decayed, surviving on obsession.]
"Enemy attack!" Butcher Xiao roared, "All personnel prepare for combat! Civil Engineering Department, bring up the Gatlings!"
"Wait." Li Mo suddenly raised his hand to stop everyone. He stared at those Corpse Soldiers, and instead of being afraid, he... smiled. Because he saw many good things on those Corpse Soldiers. For instance, the long halberd held by the leading Corpse General was forged from Star Fine Gold; the tattered armor on the Corpse Soldiers was made of Anti-Gravity Alloy... This wasn't a ship of Corpse Soldiers; this was clearly a floating warehouse of top-tier Materials!
Moreover, these Corpse Soldiers seemed... to still have some consciousness?
Li Mo pushed up his glasses, his figure flickering as he teleported directly in front of the leading Corpse General. "Hold your hand for a moment." Li Mo cupped his fists with a friendly expression, "Old General, may I ask, is this ship... the Kunlun ship?"
The Corpse General froze for a moment. Its eerie green eyes stared at Li Mo, seemingly reminiscing about something. "Kunlun... yes... we are the guards of the Kunlun ship..." "Mission... protect... until the captain returns..."
"Captain?" Li Mo's heart moved, and he took out the pangu-003 black box. "Although I am not your captain, I am your... next-door neighbor." "Look, this is the pangu-003's identification."
When the black box emitted that familiar, originating vibration, the group of originally murderous Corpse Soldiers suddenly quieted down. On the Corpse General's stiff face, there actually appeared a hint of... grievance?
"Pangu... sister ship..." "You... are still alive..." "We... are broken..." "No oil... no electricity... everyone is hungry..."
Li Mo understood. These Corpse Soldiers didn't want to fight; they were starving. As guards of a biological battleship, they also needed energy to sustain themselves. The Kunlun ship had been submerged for tens of thousands of years, and they had long since run out of rations, relying only on hibernation to persist. Lighting up their eyes just now was purely because... they saw living people (energy sources) and were salivating.
"Hungry?" Li Mo smiled. In this world, there was no problem a single meal couldn't solve. If there was, then two meals would do it.
"Factory Manager Xiao!" Li Mo turned and shouted, "Put away the guns, change equipment!" "Bring out the hotpot!"
...
Half an hour later. On the deck of the Kunlun wreckage.
The style changed abruptly once again. The originally gloomy and terrifying ancient battlefield had turned into a massive... open-air banquet. Thousands of large pots were lined up, with red oil bubbling inside and fragrance filling the air. Countless slices of prepared Void Beef, Abyss Tentacles, and Titan Alloy Bone Broth were poured into the pots.
Those ten thousand-plus Corpse Soldiers were surrounding the hotpots, squatting on the ground, chopsticks in one hand and bowls in the other, eating until their mouths were covered in oil and their eyes were filled with tears. "Wuwuwu... it's been tens of thousands of years... finally eating something warm..." "This meat... there's Spiritual Qi in this meat! Such pure Spiritual Qi!" "Another plate! I want that brain (Abyss Worm)!"
The Corpse General sat opposite Li Mo, gnawing on a massive beef leg bone while speaking indistinctly: "Brother... you're a real one..." "From now on... anything on the Kunlun ship... take whatever you want..." "That 'Main Cannon Aiming Scope'... it's in the warehouse... rusted... take it and use it..." "And that 'Gravity Generator'... that's yours too..."
Li Mo smiled and poured the Corpse General a cup of Abyss Ice Marrow Wine. "You're too kind." "We're all in this for the 'Civilization Race,' helping each other out is only natural." "Right, old brother, since your ship is already scrapped and can't be fixed..." "How about... we merge?"
"Merge?" The Corpse General was stunned.
"Yes." Li Mo pointed to the massive pangu-003 planet in the distance. "Look at my ride; although it's big, it's not full yet." "You still have plenty of good stuff on this Kunlun ship, and your ten thousand brothers are all battle-hardened veterans..." "Why not move over to our place to live?" "Room and board included, hotpot every day until you're full. Usually, you'll just help watch the gates, do a bit of fighting, and so on."
The Corpse General looked at the distant planet full of life, still spraying blue tail flames, then looked at the fragrant beef bone in its hand. Its heart, which had stopped beating long ago, seemed to warm up again. What was the point of guarding a scrap ship? Following this group of brothers who had meat to eat, wine to drink, and could even drag-race through the stars... that was a real life!
"Let's do it!" The Corpse General slammed its wine cup onto the table. "Brothers! We're moving!" "Strip everything that can be stripped from the Kunlun ship! Don't leave a single screw behind!" "We're going to... our new home!"
"ROAR—!!!" Over ten thousand Corpse Soldiers cheered in unison. Just like that, Li Mo not only scavenged key parts in the Graveyard of the Gods but also picked up an Undead Legion along the way. Tianhe Academy's security forces received another epic reinforcement.
And that legendary Graveyard of the Gods, where many entered but none returned, would soon become... the cleanest starry sky under the sweep of the Tianhe Demolition Office (because all the trash had been picked up).