211: The Underworld

[Fishing in progress...]

[Fishing successful! Congratulations to the Host for obtaining Special Instance Unlock Permission +1!]

"Special Instance?"

Without overthinking, he directly checked the text description.

[Special Instance Unlock Permission: Using this permission, you can unlock the instance "Huangquan Ghost Realm". A large number of spirit artifacts obtained in the Huangquan Ghost Realm can be brought back to reality to enhance your strength. Note: You can actively select the number of people entering the Huangquan Ghost Realm instance, with a maximum of 5000 people!]

There was no need to check further; just from the four words Huangquan Ghost Realm, Chen Ming could easily imagine what kind of secret realm world it was.

The instance rating is: SS-grade.

Five thousand people entering the instance is a necessary condition. If Chen Ming doesn't decide, the system will randomly select from around the globe.

If Chen Ming decides to choose himself, the selection range is quite free.

He can select them one by one, or choose based on good and evil.

After determining whether they are good or evil, the system will automatically select people with the highest sin value, from top to bottom, and place them into the Huangquan Ghost Realm.

"The Heavenly Master's Robe, the Daoist Gatling Gun, plus the huangquan currency... Is this all to let me prepare in advance, a prelude?" Chen Ming quipped.

Knowing that the spirit artifacts could be brought back and used in the real world to enhance combat power, Chen Ming sent a message to Zhao Qian.

He wanted to ask him if he wanted to select a batch of Star Alliance professional Hunters to enter the Huangquan Ghost Realm.

There was no intention to force Zhao Qian; the decision-making power was in his own hands.

No matter what, it was an SS-grade instance. Although the rewards were known to be generous, there were simply too many unknown factors. A slight carelessness could lead to complete annihilation.

"Netherworld Instance! SS-grade!"

After clearly seeing the content sent by Chen Ming, Zhao Qian, who was in his office, suddenly stood up, swallowed, and cold sweat beaded.

Each glistening, reflective bead of sweat slid down his face, gathered on the tip of his chin, grew larger, and then plinked onto the ground.

Splashing open, like a small flower.

It wasn't surprising that Zhao Qian was astonished, because among all the secret realm instances known globally, the highest was only S-Rank.

"Spirit artifacts that can enhance combat power, huh..."

His right hand gripped his phone, his left hand lifted, constantly rubbing his hair, making it stand up.

Finally, Zhao Qian informed all Hunters above A-Rank within Great Xia about this news, letting them decide for themselves whether to participate.

Professional Hunters below B-grade were excluded. Even if a group battle was initiated, the help they could provide would be negligible.

The SS-grade instance rating made Zhao Qian have to be extra careful.

One wrong step could very likely lead to a situation of complete loss.

Secondly, the stable environment within the country required a group of people with strong skill levels to maintain.

If everyone went to challenge the instance world, who would protect reality?

More importantly, Chen Ming having this opportunity to remember the Star Alliance and being willing to give them a hand was something Zhao Qian was already very grateful for. He didn't dare to wish for him to personally look after other Hunters like a nanny.

Once they entered the Huangquan Ghost Realm, whether they lived or died was entirely up to them.

Time passed quickly, and the news came back.

A total of 1002 Hunters indicated their willingness to participate in the Huangquan Ghost Realm instance trip.

Compared to the total number of A-Rank and S-Rank Hunters, this was just the tip of the iceberg.

Zhao Qian smiled in relief, feeling it was reasonable. Whether it was out of fear of death or careful consideration, there was nothing wrong with it.

Is it wrong to be afraid of death? Is it wrong to be cautious?

Even as the commander, he couldn't force all Hunters by their heads and compel them to go to the Huangquan Ghost Realm.

Pat pat pat!

He patted his cheeks to keep himself clear-headed. "Stop overthinking. I need to compile the list as soon as possible and send it to Mr. Chen."

...

Buzz buzz buzz!

Picking up his phone, Chen Ming noticed a document sent by Zhao Qian.

Opening the document, it recorded a total of 1002 professional Hunters, a few scattered S-Rank ones, and the rest were all A-Rank.

Name, age, and mastered skills were clearly recorded on it.

Among them was someone Chen Ming was relatively familiar with, Zhang Bo, who possessed the S-Class Skill [Sword Qi].

He didn't see any SS-grade Hunters. Chen Ming guessed they were likely worried that if they entered the Huangquan Ghost Realm and a boss invaded Great Xia, the remaining people would be unable to cope.

Even if they were lucky enough to win, it would be built upon a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, which was very uneconomical.

Chen Ming selected the document, and the system automatically extracted and recorded all 1002 professional Hunters in the list.

As for the remaining 3997 slots, excluding Chen Ming.

Chen Ming used the entire Blue Star as the filtering scope, asking the system to bring the 3997 most "evil" people to the Huangquan Ghost Realm.

To be dealt with by those Yin souls and Ligui (fierce ghosts).

If they could truly survive and leave with spirit artifacts, one could only say they were incredibly lucky.

After making all preparations, Chen Ming decided to use the permission to unlock the Huangquan Ghost Realm instance!

In front of him, blood red and red-to-black colors swirled in threads before his eyes.

Just looking at this teleportation gate gave a very unsettling feeling, predicting that nothing good would be behind the door.

Chen Ming didn't hesitate and stepped into it together with Qin Hongyue.

He had confirmed the rules with the system in advance. Qin Hongyue, as a servant, was not counted in the total number of five thousand.

Chen Ming had decided from the start that he would bring Qin Hongyue.

With such a powerful trump card, why not use it?

At the same time, bloody teleportation gates leading to the Huangquan Ghost Realm opened one after another around the world.

However, it was not so polite to those evil people; they were forcibly sucked in like by a vacuum cleaner.

Even if they used all their might, they still couldn't resist in the slightest.

At this moment, in the dictionary of their lives, there was no option to refuse.

...

Gentlemens Country.

An ancient castle stood on a cliff face.

Behind it was the surging, restless sea.

"Master, the officials have sent people over again. It seems they want to conduct a secret investigation," a butler-dressed Old Man with a head full of white hair reported, walking up to the middle-aged Man who was sitting on the throne, holding a blonde, blue-eyed woman, opening his mouth, and sinking his fangs into her neck, continuously sucking blood.

The middle-aged Man didn't reply immediately, focused on the act of sucking blood.

After more than ten seconds, when the woman's face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, the middle-aged Man finally withdrew his fangs.

He reached out and pinched the woman's chin, looking at her weak appearance, and smiled sinisterly, "Welcome to the Vampire family."

The woman was too weak to speak, too much blood had been drawn. A tear mark flowing from the corner of her eye made it clear she was not willing.

"Master, about those people..." The butler asked tentatively, seeing the timing was right.

The middle-aged Man frowned slightly, his expression displeased. "Blast them out. Who do they think is responsible for Gentlemens Country's current stability?"

"If I don't suck more blood, how can I become strong? If I don't add more followers, how can I fight against the increasing number of monsters?"

"As for the voices of the weak, why bother? Humans are ultimately going to be eliminated, it's just a matter of time. The future world will definitely belong to Vampires!"

The middle-aged Man's gaze was firm.

This person's name was Yogg Van Dyke. He was the first person in Gentlemens Country, and also globally, to be revealed as having awakened the SS-grade Skill [Vampire].