Under One Person: I, the Zombie King of the Ming Dynasty, was dug up

Chapter 103: King Zhao Zhu Li is preparing to return to Long Kingdom!
The next day.

Japan sea area.

A cruise ship is stranded on the sea.

The sunlight shines on the sparkling water, reflecting dazzling light.

The blue sea is like a huge gem.

The white hull of the cruise ship sparkles in the sun, like an isolated island in the deep sea.

To the people on the boat, this beautiful scenery seemed quite monotonous.

Zhang Chulan had an untidy beard and stared ahead with lifeless eyes.

The other temporary workers no longer had the excitement of the past, only silence.

Even Wang Zhenqiu was just leaning against the side of the boat with his head buried, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Not just boredom, but despair.

There were no other ships around, only this lonely cruise ship on the boundless sea.

There is not even any marine life, and some birds dare not approach this sea area.

There were no birds singing, no wind whispering, only endless silence.

The waves gently hit the side of the boat, making a monotonous and rhythmic sound, which further highlighted the desolation of the surroundings.

The horizon in the distance is blurred and seems to merge with the sky, making it difficult to distinguish the boundary.

The breathtaking feeling of vastness makes people truly feel the greatness of nature and the insignificance of human beings.

"Mr. Huang, when can we withdraw?" Zhang Chulan asked softly, patiently.

Huang Boren had a messy hairdo and a beard that was half a finger joint long. He was thin to begin with, and after the torture he had endured during this period, combined with this attire, he looked disheveled and dirty.

"The King of Zhao is coming."

He said lightly, looking into the distance.

The sky is monotonous, the ocean is calm, there is no connection with the outside world, and the satellites and the Internet are completely disconnected.

If it weren't for Er Zhuang, they wouldn't even have been able to contact the company.

They are going to die completely in this sea area.

too difficult.

"Oh, that's right." Zhang Chulan's mouth curled up, then quickly retracted.

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After a brief exchange, there was no other sound.

They had said everything they wanted to say, and only deep silence remained.

The whole of Japan is completely finished. The satellite connection has been cut off, and there is no connection or network.

What's there to say?
The temporary workers now just want to leave.

Is this a job they can do?

He has been stalking in the waters of Japan and his life could be in danger at any time.

King Zhao is such a cruel man, why keep them here?
Emotions such as irritability, depression, boredom, and pain spread in my heart.

They don't want to stay here for a moment.

at this time.

Zhang Chulan, Huang Boren, Wang Zhenqiu and Xiao Zizai were standing at the other end of the deck and suddenly felt an inexplicable uneasiness.

They looked up at the sky, only to see that the originally gloomy sky suddenly became even darker, as if an invisible giant hand had covered the sun.

When everyone looked up, they saw a huge black bird that had been covering the sky and the sun appear in their sight.

The bird's entire body was covered in night-black feathers, its wingspan was hundreds of meters, and every flap of its wings created a gust of wind.

The appearance of this black bird can be said to have dimmed the light of this world.

It hovered in the air, making a low and terrifying cry, as if it was a howl coming from the depths of hell.

Its eyes were fixed on the cruise ship, and with an ominous premonition, it swooped down.

"King Zhao is here." Huang Boren's eyes lit up.

"It's finally here." Zhang Chulan murmured.

"This thing has grown again. Even if Ultraman comes, it will have to light up a red light." Wang Zhenqiu opened his mouth wide, feeling that his worldview was somewhat collapsed.

Xiao Zizai snorted coldly: "It's useless even if Ultraman comes. Japan is already finished."

He likes killing people, but in front of Zhu Li, he feels that his illness is almost cured.

King Zhao was truly indifferent to life and had no other thoughts at all. Other people were just ants in front of him, and killing them was just like crushing an ant.

Great horror.

Xiao Zizai shook his head.

The other temporary workers had walked up to Huang Boren without knowing when.

Feng Baobao, wearing a black tights, smacked her lips and said, "That dangerous guy is here again!"

"Sister Baoer, please say less." Zhang Chulan covered his head. Sister Baoer was good in every way except that she spoke too bluntly.

His Royal Highness the Prince of Zhao is not just any guy!

"After we talk with King Zhao this time, will he let us go?" Old Meng was hesitant and couldn't help but ask at this moment.

"Yes, Mr. Huang, we have been on this ship for almost a month." Hei Guan complained with a full beard and gloomy eyes.

"I can't stay here any longer." Wang Zhenqiu rebelled at this moment and shouted loudly.

Huang Boren sighed inwardly.

This mission is indeed strange.

The temporary workers were completely useless and were completely wasting time on the sea. However, as a link between King Zhao and the company, they had to stay here.

Maybe they could do the duty in shifts.

But that was all later, he couldn't make a decision now.

All the temporary workers looked at Huang Boren, the expectation in their eyes was like the scorching sun.

No one can withstand such scrutiny.

Huang Boren pursed his lips and said in a deep voice: "Okay, get ready."

"."The temporary workers were desperate.

What else are they going to do here?
More than a month at sea.

It only took one month for me to go from excitement to boredom, and now to the desire to escape.

Japan is too dangerous now.

Huang Boren looked at the crowd and knew what they were thinking: "Don't worry, the board of directors will handle it. It won't take long."

"The board of directors knows how dangerous Japan is right now, so don't be anxious and be patient, okay?"

"We'll listen to what Mr. Huang says!" Zhang Chulan came out to smooth things over. Now is a good time to show off his reputation!

By then, the board of directors will be able to show more humanity when treating Sister Baoer.

"Mr. Huang, let's do as we have prepared." Xiao Zizai echoed.

Huang Boren clapped his hands and said, "Everyone, get ready."

They knew Zhu Li was coming and made some preparations in advance.

the other side.

Lu Ci touched the giant bird beside him and whispered, "His Royal Highness the King of Zhao is coming."

The giant black bird lowered its head.

The signal is very clear, it is surrender.

The only ones who could make the blood slaves submit were King Zhao and the blood slaves of Wang Wei.

Even the tomb guards could not make Wang Wei's blood slaves surrender.

The tomb guards only have the power to command the blood slaves, but cannot make Wang Wei's blood slaves submit to them from the bottom of their hearts.

The giant black bird in the sky was obviously the exclusive mount of Prince Zhao Zhu Li and one of the royal guards' blood slaves.

The giant black bird that Lu Ci brought back was also a follower of Wang Wei's blood slave bird.

"What does the company want from King Zhao this time?" Lu Ci was also thinking about it, always wanting to help in some way.

above the sky.

Zhu Li was wearing a scarlet dragon robe, the bright color looked even more dazzling under the sunlight. This dragon robe was made of the finest silk, with a soft and smooth texture. Coupled with the unique refining method, this dragon robe could last for a hundred years and a thousand years.

The gold threads on the robe are interwoven into exquisite patterns, and the golden lines flow on the robe like running water.

These golden threads skillfully outline the images of soaring dragons and phoenixes. They are so lifelike that they seem to be about to break free from the robe and fly into the sky.

It took two or three years to draw this pattern. It is so noble and graceful that it is beyond description.

The strong wind caused by the rushing giant bird made his clothes rustle.

The sea breeze howled, rolling up thousands of waves, but it seemed unable to shake Zhu Li at all.

The only one beside Zhu Li was Tang Mi.

Tang Mi was wearing an exquisite OL outfit.

Her top was a well-tailored white shirt, the fabric was soft and smooth, with a simple silver brooch pinned at the collar. The cuffs of the shirt were slightly rolled up, revealing her slender wrists.

She paired it with a black hip skirt, the length of which perfectly showed off her long legs.

After all, the female assistant is very adept at using it.

"Your Highness, we are almost there."

"Ah."

Zhu Li tapped his feet lightly. The movement seemed simple, but in fact it contained profound Qi and exquisite control of mental power.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and his figure slowly left the ground. There was no rapid fall caused by a traditional jump, but it was as if he was gently lifted up by an invisible big hand, and slowly descended under the sea in an almost elegant posture.

The air around him seemed to undergo subtle changes due to his movements, and his mental power formed a thin halo around him, which served as both a protective shield and a subtle control of the surrounding environment.

The waves became unusually docile the moment they approached him, as if all the forces of nature were surrendering to him and making way for him at this moment.

As soon as he landed on the boat, Zhu Li raised his hand to stop Zhang Chulan, who was about to kneel down and kowtow.

"Your Highness Prince Zhao."

Zhang Chulan had a flattering look on his face.

He bent his knees slightly and was about to kneel down to salute, when a gentle yet powerful force surged out from Zhu Li's palms, gently supporting his arms and preventing him from kneeling any further.

Zhang Chulan only felt a warm force enveloping him. Although the force was gentle, it was irresistible, like an invisible mountain, firmly supporting his body.

too strong.

"Forget about it. The Ming Dynasty has long since perished. It is no longer a feudal dynasty. There is no such thing as kneeling and bowing." Zhu Li said lightly, with a hint of unquestionable majesty in his voice.

Zhang Chulan was a little surprised when he heard this, but he was more determined.

"Your Highness, you misunderstood. The reason why I want to kneel down is not because of feudalism, but because I admire you from the bottom of my heart. As soon as I saw Your Highness, my knees were out of control. I really can't express my admiration for you if I don't kneel down."

He raised his head and looked directly at Zhu Li, with a sincere light flashing in his eyes.

This face is sunny and sincere.

Wang Zhenqiu's mouth twitched: "This Bu Bilian is really a talent, she has no bottom line."

Huang Boren couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

How disgusting!
The key is that what they said was so sincere that there was nothing to fault with.

Zhu Li looked at Zhang Chulan in astonishment, with a complicated light flashing in his eyes.

"interesting……"

"I have seen many heroes in the martial arts world, but you are unique. You look young and talented, and you can be considered a contemporary genius. Yet, you behave so humbly and cherish your life so much."

Zhang Chulan chuckled and responded, "It's better to live a miserable life than to die!"

惜命
What can you do if you don't care about your life?

He has a lot of tedious things to do!
Grandpa Zhang Huaiyi's story, my father has not been found yet, and Sister Bao'er's life story
He doesn't want to die!
At least until these things are figured out.

Zhu Li shook his head and didn't point it out.

He looked at Zhang Chulan carefully and found that this young man had a strange energy hidden in his body. It was a kind of newborn Qi, pure and powerful, as if it contained endless vitality and vigor.

This energy made Zhu Li feel a little excited. He thought to himself that perhaps he could incorporate it into his Nine Revolutions Immortal Corpse Technique.

"Okay, let's get down to business." Zhu Li said.

Huang Boren perked up when he heard that, with a flattering smile on his face.

He walked quickly to Zhu Li, bowed slightly, and made a greeting gesture like an ancient eunuch, with a hint of excitement and respect in his voice: "Your Highness, please come in, please come in! The best tea and snacks have been prepared for you, please be sure to taste them."

As he spoke, Huang Boyen stretched out his arm, made a "please" gesture, and led Zhu Li into the cruise ship.

His movements were light and skillful, as if he had practiced them countless times, and every detail was done just right.

Zhang Chulan's eyelids twitched, and he thought to himself, "Boss Huang is amazing! I still have a lot to learn."

Quercus smiled slightly and nodded.

He walked into the house and glanced around.

The decoration inside the house is luxurious yet elegant. The sofas, coffee tables, paintings and other furnishings are all exquisite and sophisticated.

A faint fragrance permeates the air, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Huang Boren was secretly pleased when he saw this.

He personally poured a cup of tea for Zhu Li and handed him some exquisite snacks, saying compliments non-stop: "Your Highness, please try this tea. It is the best Longjing tea we brought from Jiangnan. It has a refreshing and sweet taste. And these snacks are all carefully made by us. I guarantee that you will have an endless aftertaste."

Zhu Li took the teacup and the snack, took a sip of tea, and tasted a piece of the snack.

"Okay, let's get started."

Huang Boren said: "Okay!"

A huge screen slowly rose up, and the image on the screen gradually became clearer, showing the members of the company's board of directors.

Zhao Fangxu's figure appeared in the center of the screen. He bent slightly, kept a low posture, and appeared very respectful.

His voice came through the screen, with a hint of nervousness and anticipation: "Your Highness, we meet again."

Zhu Li simply nodded calmly, his eyes revealing a trace of scrutiny and inquiry: "You want to see me, what is it?"

This time, Zhu Li also had his own plans.

He thought about cleaning up Japan.

As for the Japanese?

At that time, only the children will be left behind, and those who are taller than the height of the truck wheels will be executed.

When Xu Fu brought young boys and girls with him, Zhu Li simply restored Japan to its original state during the Qin Dynasty.

After all, most adults in Japan have their own thoughts, and such people are difficult to manage, so they have to be dealt with altogether.

When Zhao Fangxu heard Zhu Li's question, his heart tightened and he sighed:
"Your Highness, the United States is preparing to launch nuclear weapons against Japan. Do you know?"

Zhu Yue nodded.

Zhao Fangxu then said, "Your Highness, nuclear weapons are extremely powerful. What are you going to do?"

"I want to see the power of this nuclear weapon. I have only seen it in videos but never with my own eyes. I must see it for myself." Zhu Li smiled.

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Silence, everyone is silent.

Is this even human language?
Try the power of a nuclear bomb, King Zhao is serious.

In the silence, Zhao Fangxu said helplessly: "Your Highness, no matter what, it's time to come back to Longguo to take a look, right?"

"After you woke up, you haven't come back to see Emperor Taizu's Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum. You should at least come back to take a look, right?"

Zhu Li was silent for a moment. Yes, it’s time to go back and take a look.

I've been here for so long, but I haven't been to the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum to see the old man.

He thought of the usually sarcastic old man.

Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, has an appearance that is completely different from people's traditional impression of emperors.

He was thin and dark-skinned, like a weathered old farmer, but his face was strong and his eyebrows were thick and slightly rough, like two sharp sword blades.

Although his eyes are small, his gaze is as sharp as an eagle.

No matter where Zhu Yuanzhang stood, he was like a towering mountain.

When Zhu Li had an excellent talent in cultivation, the old man liked him very much and took good care of him.

Zhu Li thought of the scene when Zhu Yuanzhang sent him to be an exile.

"I need to go back."

he muttered.

(End of this chapter)