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"Pfft!"

A steel fork pierced through the back of the man's head as he rammed the door.

"Are you alright?" A fully armed man looked at Tan Wenjie with a serious expression.

Tan Wenjie asked, "Where did you get that steel fork?"

Judging from the home environment, this is clearly a modern society, with a 100-inch TV mounted on the wall.

The appearance of the steel fork was completely out of step with the times.

The man remained silent for a moment, then finally managed to utter two words: "Online shopping."

Who would have thought that even with the apocalypse approaching, it would still be possible to acquire equipment through online shopping?

“We are a self-organized self-defense force.” A thin man stepped out from behind the burly man, raised his hand to push up his glasses and said, “The apocalypse has come, and everyone has been infected with the virus and turned into those man-eating monsters. To survive, we must unite all forces that can be united. As long as you join us, we can live together and resist the invasion of foreign enemies.”

Tan Wenjie looked at the other person and asked in confusion, "Where did you come from?"

He hadn't noticed at all that there was another man outside.

"?" Is there something wrong with your focus?

Tan Wenjie shook his head: "I'm so handsome, you guys are definitely trying to trick me into opening the door, then do this, then that..."

"..."X2
"The end of the world?" Tan Wenjie stopped looking at the two people outside the door.

Even though they seemed to be quite capable fighters, a security door was enough to stop them.

This body has no supernatural powers, but Tan Wenjie's consciousness descended into this body, and he could do a lot more.

His eyes shone with golden light, and the faint power between heaven and earth was captured and forcibly stuffed into this body.

To the average person, the sky suddenly darkened completely, but a crack appeared in the dark clouds, and a ray of sunlight pierced through and fell squarely on Tan Wenjie.

The two people outside the security door were dumbfounded.

This is supposed to be a post-apocalyptic story, but here's someone becoming an immortal! The art style is completely different from mine.

Tan Wenjie's body slowly floated up, enveloped in spiritual light, and after a while he landed lightly.

His strength has only increased slightly, and his three-dimensional attributes have just broken through a thousand points. However, for the people of this world, a thousand points is an absolute superhuman achievement.

Tan Wenjie turned around, opened the window, and leaped out amidst the shocked gazes of the two people outside the door.

"Holy crap, this is the 23rd floor!"

"Wait, Brother Qiang, look!"

The two looked out the window and saw Tan Wenjie with his arms outstretched, gliding among the city's skyscrapers like a large bird, slowly disappearing from their sight.

The fully armed man immediately crouched down and used a knife to stab the head of the corpse on the ground, the walking dead he had just blown off.

"Brother Qiang, what are you doing?"

"Nonsense, just look at whether this thing has a crystal core in its brain."

"Damn, Qiang, you've been reading too many apocalyptic novels."

From the city's signal tower, Tan Wenjie looked down over the entire city and successfully took in its current state. The city was completely occupied by zombies, and this was the case as far as the horizon could see.

The world is completely out of control.

Worse still, invaders are about to arrive in this world.

As Tan Wenjie's strength increased, his contact with the Abyss became more and more frequent.

One major battle cannot determine victory or defeat; it will be an extremely long battlefront that lasts for countless years and extends across countless worlds.

These walking corpses can be used as materials for corpse refining, which can be considered a way to make use of waste.

Mass corpse refining requires a huge amount of magical power, as well as favorable timing, location, and human factors. However, with Tan Wenjie's increased strength, these requirements can now be easily met.

He made a hand seal on the signal tower, drawing in the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. Even if he had no magical power at all, he could do this easily.

Dark clouds stretched over, covering our heads like a blanket, turning the daytime into pitch-black night in an instant.

"It's a pity this body is ultimately too weak," Tan Wenjie said with some regret. "Otherwise, I would have just dragged the moon over here."

The best way to create a zombie is to bask in the moonlight. His own power is enough to make the moon come and go as it pleases, but only a part of his consciousness is projected into this world, so many things cannot be fulfilled.

Tan Wenjie's gaze suddenly shifted.

Several kilometers away, a fat guy who was using binoculars suddenly yelled "Ah!" and staggered to his feet.

His companion asked, "Fatty Wen, what's wrong? Did you see a female zombie taking a bath?"

"No, I saw someone fly up to the signal tower like a big bird."

"real or fake?"

“Really, and he even looked in my direction, as if he could already see me.”

"It must be because too many things have happened lately that you're overthinking things," his companion comforted him. "Let me take a look."

My companion came to the telescope and closed one eye to look through it.

One of its eyes blinked and stared back at me.

"?!"

He was startled, cried out "Wow!" and fell to the ground.

Looking up again, I saw a man standing in front of the binoculars.

This is the sixteenth floor! The other party appeared without anyone noticing. If this isn't a prank, then it can only mean that the other party really can fly between floors more than ten stories high.

"Who...who are you?"

"god?"

What do you want to do?

The two were completely stunned. The sudden appearance of such a strange person, who claimed to be a god, was something they could only accept in an instant, thanks to the end of the world.

There have been enough incomprehensible situations to have occurred; those who could not accept them have long since left this world, leaving only those with a strong capacity for acceptance.

Do you know who did all this?

Can you save the world?

They bombarded him with questions, and Tan Wenjie slapped his forehead, realizing he had acted recklessly. He shouldn't have cooperated with ordinary people at this time; he should have abandoned the corpse-refining method and turned to leave.

The world will keep turning automatically.

Just as he expected, after casting a wide net, it didn't take long for someone to stand out.

After the first zombie appeared, there was a second, a third, a fourth... These zombies with their bronze skin and iron bones had an inherent advantage when facing the slow-moving walking dead outside, and it was no problem for one to take on ten at a time.

Humanity finally got a chance to catch its breath.

This method of creating zombies spread rapidly, and the tiny minority of humans and the vast majority of corpses made this place a natural breeding ground for zombies.

Human order is returning, and the social workforce is gradually being replaced by zombies.

Some people have even begun to discover zombie energy.

Of course, zombie wars are also a must.

Such a powerful military force is more formidable than any super soldier or superhero, and it can be mass-produced.

Time flies.

A group of uninvited guests finally broke through the world's fragile limitations and rushed in.

"This world has zombies, and the density is very high."

They began communicating after landing.

"We'll avoid the zombies and find an absolutely safe place to plant the seeds. This mission isn't too difficult, but we shouldn't let our guard down."

The group of uninvited guests chatted as they prepared to disperse.

"There's a sound ahead, like someone is jumping." "They're coming, getting closer!"

They stood ready until they saw a stiff figure with outstretched arms hopping towards them.

"Did I read the information correctly?"

"Yeah, I remember it being a zombie, but this thing looks like a ghoul?"

"Roar!" the zombie roared.

This roar seemed to ignite a beehive, and more and more zombies leaped out, easily overwhelming the group.

……

An interception operation against the Abyss has been temporarily successful.

The world is countless, and the abyss is all-pervasive; Tan Wenjie can only do his best to cope.

The projection of consciousness into different worlds creates a pulling sensation that is far beyond what ordinary deities can bear. No wonder many deities only use divination to sense parts of their experiences in different worlds when necessary.

Amidst the surging waves.

Tan Wenjie opened his eyes; the search for Poseidon's trident was coming to an end.

And this is the world of Pirates of the Caribbean.

A man wearing a pirate hat and heavy eye makeup kept glancing at him.

Being tied to the mast was alright; he was guarding the most crucial position.

"Who are you?" Tan Wenjie asked.

“Captain Jack Sparrow.” The other person slightly raised his chin.

If his hands and feet hadn't been bound, he might have done a hat-tipping salute, or perhaps taken advantage of Tan Wenjie's inattention to draw his sword and stab him in the throat.

"Oh." Tan Wenjie nodded, and then said nothing more.

Unable to bear the quiet atmosphere any longer, Captain Jack Sparrow couldn't help but ask, "Hey, you're the one who kidnapped me and made me come with you to search for treasure."

I was invited here using such forceful methods, but I never expected this guy to be so long-winded.

“That’s right.” Tan Wenjie nodded. “Where’s the treasure?”

“Right now…” Captain Jack’s eyes darted around, revealing that his thoughts were not simple.

Tan Wenjie did not stop him.

"Let me go, and I'll take you there," Captain Jack said, taking the opportunity to bargain.

But he didn't expect Tan Wenjie to be even more decisive, pressing down on the bow of the boat with one hand.

The entire ship began to shake uncontrollably.

"Boom!"

The waves burst open, lifting the boat into the sky.

“Waldfa—” Captain Jack’s eyes widened.

This isn't a ship at all, it's a spaceship, a spaceship riding the waves!
Tan Wenjie, with his ordinary strength, could not find Poseidon's trident, but the situation would be very different in front of Tan Wenjie with his great strength.

"Hahahaha!" Captain Jack laughed, turning his head to look at Tan Wenjie. "Hey, do you want to come aboard my ship? I'm short a first mate."

Tan Wenjie: "I can consider it."

Once his goal in this world is achieved, the projected "Pirate Tan Wenjie" will be abandoned, at most providing him with a small amount of power to support his low-powered operations.

It would be good to find someone to "idle" (away from keyboard) at all.

"So, First Mate, where are we going now?" Captain Jack's attitude had completely changed.

"Of course, we're looking for the sea god's treasure."

“That’s right, now this is what makes an interesting adventure!” Captain Jack laughed heartily, then suddenly asked, “Can you let me go? We’re practically family.”

“I’m protecting you, Jack,” Tan Wenjie said. “Your frail little body simply can’t handle this sea adventure.”

Captain Jack Sparrow said, "I have escaped danger countless times."

Tan Wenjie replied, "There is no danger to my life."

With Tan Wenjie's power clearing the way, the elements between heaven and earth automatically made way for him.

The entire process was completely unimpeded. The moment Tan Wenjie obtained the Trident of Poseidon and gained control over the ocean, a powerful force rushed into Tan Wenjie's brain.

The immense, ocean-like divine power surged wildly, attempting to crush Tan Wenjie's consciousness.

However, what he was about to face was a power as vast as the universe and the stars.

It's like a stream gathering momentum to crash into a mountain; the mountain doesn't shake at all, but the stream is smashed to pieces and forced to change course.

"boom!"

This unconscious clash decided the outcome in an instant.

The consciousness hidden within the power of the sea god screamed in agony: "Who...who are you?!"

"A passing deity?"

Tan Wenjie's strength easily shattered the divine power within the trident, and he successfully seized it.

Finally, he could still hear the other person's angry screams.

"First mate, who are you talking to?" Captain Jack asked, still bound.

Poseidon.

Tan Wenjie gazed into the distance, eagerly anticipating Poseidon's counterattack. However, the other side was clearly all bark and no bite, taking absolutely no retaliatory action.

All that remains is calm and tranquility.

Standing at the bow of the ship, Tan Wenjie gently waved the trident in his hand, and the waves in front of him were like a red curtain that had been split open.

The fish leap from the water on the left to the right, with a waterless space in the middle that connects directly to the seabed.

The ship was floating in this area.

Countless dolphins, sharks, and even whales leap out of the water.

The crackling, high-speed flying fish transform the atmosphere of the sea into a dreamlike journey.

Captain Jack Sparrow, strapped to the ship, wore a satisfied smile; this was the kind of adventure he loved.

Looking at Tan Wenjie again, he looked at the trident in his hand with some regret. The weapon did have a certain divine power, but it did not have the authority of Poseidon, the god of the sea. Moreover, he knew very well that Poseidon was currently avoiding him and would not show himself at all.

Tan Wenjie turned around and went back to the cabin, where he set up an incense table on the deck and placed the trident on it.

He was muttering to himself.

A moment later, the trident on the table was taken away by a force.

The one who made the move was Tan Wenjie himself. He used the sinister method of "sacrifice" to allow his counterparts in different worlds to make a deal remotely.

Moreover, Tan Wenjie is a deity in essence, and he has long been enjoying incense offerings; receiving this worship is his old profession.

Captain Jack Sparrow, who was tied up, took the opportunity to breathe a sigh of relief.

"call!"

As long as Tan Wenjie's attention is diverted and no one is watching him, Captain Jack can quickly make his escape.

The opportunity we are facing is once in a lifetime.

He quickly untied the ropes, bent down and tried to escape, but a pair of shoes came into his sight.

Captain Jack looked up at Tan Wenjie's familiar face and immediately said, "No need to see me off, First Mate."

Tan Wenjie remained silent, so Captain Jack had no choice but to back off and re-tie himself. Captain Jack's journey was destined to be anything but easy. (End of Chapter)