260: The thief is still determined, perfect marketing?

“This, this is okay too?”

“Rich and willful, is that what this means?”

“Unfair! It’s unfair! As an auction house, how can you give such special privileges?”

“If you spend tens of billions at the drop of a hat, they’ll give you special privileges too.”

“You don't hate special privileges? You hate the people who get special privileges, not yourself.”

...

Everyone felt unwilling, but they could only enter the teleportation gate, return to the Huangquan Ghost Realm, and continue being wage slaves.

Now, not working is not an option. Even if it's not for the ticket to leave the Huangquan Ghost Realm, they need to earn more huangquan coins to ensure that when they encounter danger, besides strength, they can rely on more things.

For example, offending a Ligui (fierce ghost), then paying money to apologize and buy their life.

If they can't defeat the opponent and don't have money, they can only obediently wait for death.

As for those who didn't want to enter the teleportation gate, they would also be forcibly sucked in.

“...” Van Dyke glared fiercely at Chen Ming, then walked into the teleportation gate with the crowd, returning to the Huangquan Ghost Realm.

Chen Ming had noticed the strange look in Van Dyke's eyes towards him early on.

However, limited by the rules of the auction house, he couldn't directly attack him.

He thought about leaving the Huangquan Auction House first, dealing with the Ghost Emperor Bai Mo, and then considering other things.

Although Chen Ming had lost interest in continuing to explore the Huangquan Ghost Realm, the grudge he had formed, if not resolved, made it impossible for Chen Ming to return to Blue Star with peace of mind.

It felt like a thorn was stuck in his heart, making him very uncomfortable.

As the saying goes, don't let a grudge last overnight. Since they had threatened him to this extent, Chen Ming didn't care if he was a Ghost Emperor; he would destroy him without question.

Mainly, this experience delivered to his doorstep was too good to pass up.

Incidentally, Chen Ming wanted to help Yin Qianqian's strength increase to the Ghost Emperor realm before leaving the Huangquan Ghost Realm.

Otherwise, back on Blue Star, there wouldn't be so many ghosts and monsters for the Ghost Devouring Gourd to refine yin pills.

In Chen Ming's eyes, Ghost Emperor Bai Mo was now equivalent to an experience package that actively delivered himself to his doorstep, the kind that kept jumping in front of him, with the words 'harvesting leeks' written on his face.

Since he was so sincere, how could Chen Ming refuse?

“Let's go, I'll help you advance to Ghost Emperor,” Chen Ming said, looking at Yin Qianqian.

“Yes!” Yin Qianqian and Qin Hongyue instantly understood that Chen Ming was going to attack Bai Mo.

They were willing to contribute their strength.

At the same time.

Inside the Ghost City, at the Ghost Emperor's mansion.

Bai Mo was furious. “That guy, I must make that guy die! Die without a burial place!”

“You, go and keep an eye on the entrances to the Huangquan Auction House. Once that guy comes out, notify me immediately!” Bai Mo issued the command to Yang Xiao.

“Yes!” For Yang Xiao, this was also an opportunity.

He thought that he could use this opportunity to sell the information about Bai Mo wanting to deal with that mysterious person to him, as a gesture of sincerity.

After seeing Yang Xiao leave, Bai Mo couldn't control his emotions anymore and no longer cared about the aloof image he had built up over the years.

He destroyed various things in the main hall, venting his emotions.

On Chen Ming's side, it was also not peaceful.

As soon as he came out of the teleportation gate, he was surrounded.

Not surrounded by people, but by zombies!

“How could walking zombies appear in a place like this? And in such large numbers?” Yin Qianqian was full of confusion.

According to what she knew, walking zombies usually only appeared in the wilderness and mass graves.

Chen Ming also felt very strange.

After observing them carefully, he noticed that on the necks of these zombies, there were two blood holes on each side.

The blood holes on one side looked like they had healed a long time ago, while the other side seemed to have just started bleeding and was still oozing blood.

“Can...can walking zombies suck blood from other walking zombies?” Chen Ming asked Yin Qianqian for confirmation.

“No, I've never heard of walking zombies killing each other,” Yin Qianqian shook her head in denial.

She didn't understand why Chen Ming would ask such a question.

Hearing her answer, Chen Ming seemed to suddenly think of something interesting and chuckled, “That guy, he's quite creative. I just don't know if this counts as exploiting a system bug?”

He stopped thinking and continued, “Alright, since you're already here, why hide?”

Clap, clap, clap!

The sound of applause rang out.

On the empty street, more and more people walked out.

To be precise, they should be Vampires.

Among these people, there were many faces that were human not long ago, and Chen Ming had some impression of them.

Now, they had all been turned into Vampires with red eyes and long, sharp fangs.

Who did it was self-evident.

After all, in the entire Huangquan Ghost Realm, only Van Dyke could do such a thing.

That's right, the so-called “idea” and “bug” Chen Ming mentioned earlier referred to Van Dyke using the [Vampire] skill to turn the originally ownerless walking zombies into puppets controlled by him.

He fused the Vampire virus with the zombie's corpse poison, creating monsters with attribute values far higher than ordinary walking zombies in all aspects.

“As expected of the Undead Monarch with an SSS-grade Skill, his mind is indeed sharp.” Van Dyke walked out from behind the wall, standing at the furthest position.

He had his Vampires and Vampire walking zombies surround Chen Ming layer by layer, cutting off his attack and escape routes.

At least from Van Dyke's perspective, that was indeed the case.

Chen Ming was surrounded by his Vampire servants.

“How did you think of sucking blood from zombies? Or are you already this desperate?” If Chen Ming remembered the settings correctly, it wasn't easy to suck blood out of a zombie's stiff body.

“Do you think I wanted to? I had no choice... Cough, cough, cough!” Realizing he had been led into Chen Ming's rhythm, Van Dyke shook his head and stopped thinking.

He then said, “That's not what I want to talk to you about. You've seen my strength, so let's reconsider the matter of cooperation?”

He hadn't given up on the idea of ruling the Huangquan Ghost Realm together with Chen Ming.

On the one hand, Van Dyke greatly admired Chen Ming's abilities.

On the other hand, Van Dyke knew that if he wanted to become king and rule, he couldn't avoid Chen Ming.

Instead of being enemies with him in the future, it would be better to win him over now, become friends, and use each other to avoid future conflicts.

Little did he know, the premise of using each other was that he had to be valuable to Chen Ming.

At least in Chen Ming's opinion, Van Dyke didn't possess such value.

No, Chen Ming needed to add a little. The lack of utilization value here referred to when he was alive; it was different after death.

He was an SS-grade professional Hunter after all, and as an Undead summon, Chen Ming thought he was quite good.

“Not interested.” Chen Ming once again threw out those three words.

“Do you have to make us fight to the death?”

Van Dyke didn't mind taking this opportunity to test whether Chen Ming was as exaggerated as the rumors said, possessing an Undead Legion of over a hundred million?

This statement sounded utterly ridiculous and pitifully fake to Van Dyke.

How could he become so perverted just by having one S-Rank skill?

He concluded that it was a hype tactic by Great Xia, aimed at attracting more people who had fished up skills to join Great Xia and supplement the Star Alliance's combat power.

It was a perfect marketing strategy!