476: How to get the Corpse Ancestor to cooperate

Chapter 476: Discussing How to Make the Corpse Ancestor Cooperate

"Right, right, right. The person is fine, just a little bit of a dog!"

"Are this person's scrolls always this fierce?"

"That's right, but this time it's exceptionally fierce, so fierce it's almost outrageous."

"No pressure, no motivation. With disaster looming, Dog Wu definitely brought out his best secret stash."

"To put it bluntly, given Dog Wu's character, if it wasn't for fighting the disaster, we might not even get to see such a great new scroll."

"Um... where is the pre-order channel? Please send a link."

"Pre-orders shouldn't have started yet, right? Let's wait and see first."

"Pre-order? What pre-order?" A Tianfeng Province netizen asked: "How could Dog Wu's scrolls possibly have something like a pre-order?"

"If he dares to release it normally, he'll be my biological father from now on!"

"I actually think the gacha System is pretty good; it saves a lot of money, as long as you're not too greedy and try to get everything."

"The shill upstairs, go die first."

Soon, thanks to the introduction by netizens from Tianfeng Province, people all over the world gradually learned about the cancerous "gacha System."

The official website of the Underworld Club was instantly flooded with netizens from all over the world; if it were any other Club's official website, it would have crashed long ago.

Fortunately, the Underworld Club had already set up the [Super Terminal] server.

With so many people, it was inevitable that some would try it out.

Naturally, the results brought joy to some and sorrow to others.

Those who successfully drew shouted that the gacha System was a blessing to mankind and good news for the people.

Those who failed to draw secretly cursed: He really is a dog.

In fact, this was the core logic of the "gacha System": Win over a portion of people to become loyal supporters, then disgust the rest, and rotate who gets disgusted after a while.

The group that was "favored" naturally felt that the gacha System was a good thing, thus praising and spreading the word about it.

As for the group that was "disgusted," it was completely normal for them to call him "Dog Wu."

As for those who were clearly disgusted but still spoke highly of the gacha System, one could only say... forget it, it's hard to comment.

Unconsciously, many bullet screen comments suddenly appeared in various live streams, spamming "Dog Wu."

At the same time, many shills came out to show off:

"Are there any experts in the live stream? Is the [Little Crown Prince of the West Sea Dragon Palace] I drew any good?"

"It's alright. It seems to be the work of Dog Wu's Disciple; the quality is fine."

"So it's a ghostwritten piece by a Disciple. I thought I hit the jackpot."

"Does anyone know what this [gold scroll Redemption Voucher] is for?"

"Seriously? Someone already got ridiculously lucky?"

"Oh Heaven, why are you so unfair to me!"

"Wuwuwu, can all the shills just go die."

While various live streams were hotly discussing the gacha System, someone quickly spotted Wu Xian in one of the streams.

The news spread quickly, and countless netizens rapidly poured into the live stream that accidentally captured Wu Xian.

Upon seeing the original of the [Corpse Ancestor Jiang Chen] in Wu Xian's hand, everyone was stunned, their scalps tingling.

"Holy crap, this is even fiercer than what we just saw!"

"It is the original original, after all, but isn't the difference a bit too huge?"

"There shouldn't be such a massive gap between a normal original and its copies, right?"

"When is the card pool opening? Hurry up!"

"Where's the on-site reporter? Zoom in a bit! Focus the camera right on that kid."

"Right, right, right, that's him. If you want live stream popularity, just film him; you won't go wrong."

At the Yaoyang City site, the war correspondent responsible for filming didn't know how incredibly lucky he was. Having just become a war correspondent for a second-rate platform, he wasn't very skilled in his work.

After consulting with some Seniors this morning, he learned that he needed to capture hot topics and film the people from the Dengfeng Dojo.

But just now, his lukewarm live stream suddenly saw a massive influx of viewers.

Gradually, the netizens in the live stream began to sense something was wrong.

"Wait, wait. Looking at his trajectory, it seems like he's heading to the front line?"

"What's going on? Is this guy that brave? The front line right now is no joke."

"Yeah, even though strong experts from all sides are holding the fort, wouldn't he just be causing trouble by going there?"

"Even if the power of his new scroll is Heaven-Defying, he shouldn't be rushing to his death like this, right?"

"Um... you might have some misunderstanding about Dog Wu's strength. At least in my opinion, there's no problem with him going to the front line."

"Although Dog Wu is a dog, his strength is undeniable. He's the kind of person who can take down a special-grade target single-handedly amidst thousands of enemies."

"Holy cow! Is that true? This guy is that strong?"

"He looks only about twenty years old. Is this... reasonable?"

"You have to realize that even those Dojo Prodigies rarely run off to the front line."

Just as the netizens in the live stream were discussing in shock and doubt, a scene in the picture instantly silenced them all.

At this moment, Wu Xian simply tested the waters with Corpse Ancestor along the way, and it felt decent.

Although the blood-sucking ability couldn't directly destroy the flesh and blood tissue, it could quickly "deactivate" large amounts of flesh and blood, turning it into dry, dead meat.

Honestly, the flesh and blood tissue, after being sucked dry into dead meat, really did feel like zombie flesh or mummified flesh.

Of course, as time passed, this dead meat would still be revitalized by the Flesh and Blood Demon God.

But at the very least, it could control the power of the flesh and blood tissue to a certain extent.

For example, several giant flesh and blood tentacles just shot out from underground. The [Corpse Ancestor Jiang Chen] pounced forward, his body radiating Corpse Qi and bloody Evil Qi, instantly sucking the tentacles into "beef jerky," causing them to lose all offensive capability on the spot.

From a certain perspective, this counted as "freezing" the power of the flesh and blood.

Moreover, the Flesh and Blood Demon God would need to spend a considerable amount of time, power, and energy to "unfreeze" this sucked-dry dead meat.

"As expected, he possesses a certain degree of consciousness."

While controlling Corpse Ancestor in combat, Wu Xian was also secretly observing Corpse Ancestor's subtle movements.

It was clearly different from a normal scroll; slight feelings of sluggishness appeared during control, just like lag when playing a game.

Clearly, Corpse Ancestor's weak consciousness was rejecting Wu Xian's control.

Furthermore, with continuous consumption, Corpse Ancestor's consciousness was slowly developing and growing, and the feeling of sluggishness and lag appeared more frequently.

"If things continue like this, he might very well lose control in the future!" Wu Xian felt a faint worry.

Of course, with the divine scroll copyright imprint in place, complete loss of control wouldn't happen.

But there was a high probability he would become an uncooperative "stubborn scroll"—the kind that refuses to do exactly what you tell him to.

There is a saying: Education of children should start early.

Therefore, early education and early intervention are necessary.

But the problem is that zombies cannot be disciplined, especially top-tier zombies like Corpse Ancestor.

They can't even be reformed.

In the words of the God of Wealth: Any Devil Head who could be disciplined or reformed would have long ago been recruited and whitewashed by the Heavenly Court.

As for the Devil Heads who haven't been recruited or whitewashed, they are inherently evil and have no value for whitewashing or need for reformation.

"Do they have any demands or needs?" Wu Xian pondered. "How about bribing him with Karma?"

The God of Wealth shook his head: "I already said, they are inherently disliked by Heaven and Earth, so Karma is poisonous to them."

"..." Wu Xian sighed inwardly, feeling helpless. "What about incense and faith?"

"No need for it, they don't want it." The God of Wealth continued: "It's too troublesome and exhausting for them; it's faster to rely on direct absorption and devouring."

Wu Xian listened, scratching his head in frustration.

Impervious to reason, neither soft nor hard methods work. How is he supposed to handle this?

Just then, the God of Wealth suddenly thought of something: "But then again, given the mystery and profundity of the Scroll World, there might actually be a sliver of space left for their existence."

"What do you mean?" Wu Xian was puzzled.

"In our world, the reason they are rejected by Heaven and Earth is that there is no place for them," the God of Wealth explained. "They exist in the Three Realms as beings that do not belong to the Three Realms."

Wu Xian's eyes flickered. "Are you suggesting we help them create a world of their own? Give them a place to stay?"

"Exactly, that's what I mean." The God of Wealth analyzed: "This is definitely impossible in our world, unless everything returns to Chaos and a new area is carved out for them.

But within the Scroll World, we might be able to work something out.

When the order of the Three Realms is established in the future, we can specially reserve a unique Domain world for them."

The more Wu Xian listened, the more promising it sounded. His eyes rolled, and he said: "What do you think of that Evil God's New Abyss?"

"Hmm?" The God of Wealth was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed. "A great idea! If we can deal with that Evil God in the future, it will free up a world, and that New Abyss is inherently suitable for zombies."

Wu Xian chuckled and immediately began negotiating with the [Corpse Ancestor Jiang Chen] beside him: "How about it, Corpse Ancestor? How does this deal sound? As long as you cooperate well, we won't treat you unfairly."

Although this guy was still in the "budding" stage of consciousness, Wu Xian knew he could definitely understand.

Corpse Ancestor Jiang Chen did not respond, nor could he explicitly respond.

However, judging from subsequent feelings, the sense of sluggishness and lag was clearly gone.

Obviously, Corpse Ancestor had listened and accepted the deal.

Unknowingly, he had already left the Yaoyang City area.

From afar, they could see the massive tumor between heaven and earth, resembling a huge mountain range that glued the sky and the ground together.

Just then, the war correspondent behind them accelerated and approached.

"Is something the matter?" Wu Xian frowned and looked back. "I don't have time for an interview."

The war correspondent looked slightly awkward and shy. "Um... the netizens asked me to inquire: When will your new zombie scroll enter the card pool?"

"..."

Wu Xian was momentarily left speechless, finding the situation both funny and frustrating.

"We'll talk about it after the disaster ends."

Wu Xian shook his head speechlessly, released the Taotie to clear the path, and sped up toward the front line.

The numerous Flesh and Blood Demons along the way were unable to stop Wu Xian, as the Taotie ate a bloody path right through them.

The netizens in the live stream were all dumbfounded by this scene.

"Holy crap, there's another expert?"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Photographer, keep up!"

"I knew Dog Wu must be hiding good stuff. Wow, it just swallowed them in one bite."

"What a terrifying monster scroll. That eating style is just too, too..."

"That's not just eating; that's clearly whale-swallowing!"

"Right, right, right, 'whale-swallowing' is the word, although even 'whale-swallowing' feels inadequate."

"In comparison, those two foodie scrolls from the Dengfeng Dojo are completely pathetic."

"Tsk tsk, this is the real food broadcast!"

"Damn it, why aren't you following? Keep up!"

The shy war correspondent quickly explained, "The front line combat zone is ahead. My strength is too low, and I haven't obtained a front line permit."

The viewers in the live stream were all speechless.

Fortunately, there were various live streams covering the front line, but they were mainly official broadcasts from major powers.

For instance, the Association's official live stream, the Alliance's official live stream, and the official live streams of the major Dojos.

Consequently, countless netizens switched to the various official live streams, attempting to find Wu Xian.

Meanwhile, the officials in charge of the various official live streams had no idea what was happening, only that a large number of netizens had suddenly flooded their channels.

"What's going on? Are the general public this idle?"

"Or did something happen?"

"Don't kid around. We are right on the front line; how could we not know if something happened?"

It must be noted that the battle situation on the front line was currently stable, with no major movements for the time being. All parties were mainly cooperating with the few Odd Department Seniors from the Association to open a path to the New Abyss.

Therefore, the live streams covering the front line hadn't received much attention recently.

Instead, the performances of the younger generation in the rear were drawing more attention.

Of course, if there were any major developments later, their official channels would certainly cover them immediately and would inevitably receive close attention from the entire population.

Official live streams are just like official television channels.

The entertainment value and showmanship definitely can't compare to private groups and local stations.

But when something truly major happens, the official live streams are the most reliable.

The problem is, there are no major developments right now, otherwise they wouldn't be bored and gathering together.

The official live stream managers who were gathered together had strange looks on their faces. They subconsciously glanced at the bullet screen comments from the viewers and were completely confused.

"It looks like the public wants to watch a food broadcast?"

"What's a food broadcast?"

"Haha, you wouldn't understand this, would you?" The official live stream manager of the Dengfeng Dojo said proudly: "Our Bai Shiqi's popularity has been consistently high recently. His two new scrolls have proven the Dao through eating, attracting attention from many private media outlets.

Netizens affectionately call this a food broadcast."

"Oh, so that's what a food broadcast is?" The official managers from the other organizations curled their lips dismissively. "Look how smug you are."

"I can't help it. Who told my younger generation to be so outstanding?" The Dengfeng Dojo live stream manager felt a strange sense of pride. "Judging by the public's comments, they probably feel our Young Master Bai is being underutilized in the rear and want him to come to the front line to show off his skills."

Thereupon, adopting a perfectly official broadcasting voice, he responded to the viewers in the live stream: "Please calm down, everyone. This station understands your eagerness to watch a food broadcast.

In fact, we are also considering having the elite Dojo Prodigies participate on the front line later on.

So, everything you want will happen..."

However, he was stunned mid-sentence by the viewers' bullet screen comments.

The other official managers also noticed something was amiss. "Huh, it looks like the public isn't here for that kid from your Bai family?"

"'We want to see Dog Wu'—what does that mean? Who is Dog Wu?" The Dengfeng official live stream manager was completely confused. "Didn't they want to watch a food broadcast? What does this Dog Wu have to do with a food broadcast?"

Just as he was wondering, a huge commotion suddenly came from the rear of the front line.

At this moment, Wu Xian had already "driven" the Taotie, "whale-swallowing" his way forward.