Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 280 This is called a child
Xu Lin and Shan Zhen adjusted the hot air balloon and began to descend. The gun muzzles on the city wall were not just decorations.

It can be seen that there seems to be a platform on the city wall specifically for parking hot air balloons. It seems that it is very common for the people in the Undead City... and their corpses to travel by hot air balloon.

They stopped at one location.

Zheng Fan and Jiang Si came down and looked at the balloon that they had folded neatly after it softened. In order to confirm the doubts in their minds, they reached out and touched it.

"It is indeed human skin." It is unlikely that the murderer is unfamiliar with this.

"It should be corpse skin." Zheng corrected.

Although it sounds like something out of a ghost story, this is clearly not real human skin. There is no sign of stitching, and the leather is very thick and seamless. The texture is human skin, definitely not the skin of an "ordinary person".

"How much of this leather do you want?" Jiang Si asked.

“Generally speaking, it’s not particularly expensive, but if you want to make a hot air balloon as a tool for going out, it won’t be cheap. Even for a well-known skin corpse, the regular output of skins is limited. But if you know the corpse, it will be easier to get it. We are able to do this thanks to Shan Zhen.” Xu Lin looked at Shan Zhen with a smile, and Shan Zhen nodded slightly in response.

"Leather corpse?"

"It's a corpse whose skin is specialized in toughness."

Do you guys have job transfers between corpses?
"We have to hand in this month's spiritual essence. Boss, please do as you please. The temporary stay is three days. If you exceed that, you have to hand in spiritual essence. If you become a long-term resident, the spiritual essence you pay will be less. Please make a decision after experiencing it yourself. Goodbye!"

"Well, thanks for the ride."

"You're welcome!"

The four of them waved and left. Except for Shan Zhen who looked at Jiang Si a few more times, they did not linger too much. For them, picking up a corpse outside should not be an uncommon thing.

At most, I picked up a more powerful one this time.

Jiang Si stood by the city wall and looked at the Undead City in front of him. The area was quite large, and he could see the looming city wall on the other side in the distance. The building density was very high, except for the extremely protruding tower in the center, which was twisted and weird, making people wonder how such a high tower could be built with this structure.

In such a huge city, the breath of life that can be felt is pitifully weak, and the strongest breath of life comes from the central tower.

A rough estimate is that it is about the same size as a medium to large gray block.

However, Jiang Si's sense of space is average, so his estimate is just a random one.

"If the order in this place is not strict, how is Lingsu going to determine who will collect the items?" Jiang Si asked.

Silence, no reply.

Jiang Si looked at Zheng Fan beside her unexpectedly. Normally, Mr. Devil should have responded with enough emotional value at this time. But he didn't respond to the topic she brought up so clearly?

Zheng Fan just stared silently at the spire in the distance. Jiang Si didn't say anything and waited by the side.

After a moment, Zheng Fan grinned and said, "It's nice here."

"What's wrong?" There are not many times that Zheng Fan can show such a dangerous smile, usually when he wants to dance with her.

"On the way down, something saw me."

"I saw you?" Jiang Si was stunned.

Can you see Mr. Devil? This is of great value to Mr. Devil in many ways.

"Yes, the one up there." Zheng Fan pointed to the tall tower.

Jiang Si followed Zheng Fan's instructions and still could only see the tower itself, nothing more.

"Is that the Eldridge?"

"There shouldn't be anyone else. Now we know how it can accurately collect spiritual elements from every resident." Zheng Fan laughed.

"Isn't that a bit too boring and fussy?"

The original fantasy was that of a super king who was sitting on a high tower and looking down on everything, but it turned out to be a "tax collector" who was spying on the whole city to check whether the little corpses paid taxes on time? The gap is quite big.

"How can paying taxes be a trivial matter?" Zheng Fan said abruptly and seriously, "Without paying taxes, how can a government agency operate?"

“…That being said, aren’t we in a Gothic doomsday shelter?”

"So paying taxes is even more important, because they know how to manage, but you, a gangster girl, don't know how to manage." Zheng Fan said, "Your mind is full of love and hate, and you can't fit numbers in it." Jiang Si was furious. Resisting the urge to push Zheng Fan down, Jiang Si said, "If the tax collector sees you, will he still allow you to enter the city?"

Although he is not very reliable, Mr. Devil is very powerful. As long as his presence can be felt, everyone will be in a state of panic.

A manager generally would not allow an uncertain nuclear bomb to wander around in his territory.

"It's okay. I just communicated with it. It was quite easy to talk to. I told it that I would just take a look and not touch it, and it left it alone. Or you could say it was sensible. It even gave me no spiritual energy." Zheng Fan shook his hands, looking a little amused.

"What about mine?"

"yours?"

Zheng Fan was stunned and quickly slapped his head: "Oh~, sorry, I forgot."

"Mr. Devil did this on purpose."

"No way. This conversation between kings takes up too much of my energy. There's nothing I can do about it." Zheng Fan pretended to be serious.

"..."

"What are you doing? Why are you suddenly laughing so creepily? Shit…"

Jiang Si made a sudden attack and pushed Zheng Fan off the edge of the city wall again.

My skin is itchy.

Zheng Fan steadied his body in mid-air and was about to go back to teach the little zombie a lesson, when he looked up he saw Jiang Si also falling from the sky with a cheerful smile on his face.

While he was stunned, Jiang Si's outstretched hand had already wrapped around his neck, and her body pressed against him due to gravity. The two of them spun in the air, hugging each other and falling down.

"Don't you know how high this place is?"

"you know?"

"I don't know, but it's enough to smash you to pieces. Then you'll have to put it back together for you."

"Then catch me!"

"Naughty."

Zheng Fan reached out and pulled out a red string to wrap around Jiang Si, then threw her out.

Jiang Si screamed in the air. After being juggled like a yo-yo by Zheng Fan for a while, she was finally taken back into Zheng Fan's arms, and then thrown into the net again, overcoming gravity and rising into the air again.

The hole in his brain that was pecked out by Sparrow Zheng Fan before was not sealed tightly, and I'm afraid that even his brain will be thrown out.

Zheng Fan landed on the ground first, then opened his hands, took three steps back, and opened his hands forward. With a "swish", Jiang Si fell into his arms, and he steadily released all the force.

"It's fun." Jiang Si's hair was still a little messy.

Zheng Fan narrowed his eyes and let go.

thump!
Jiang Si fell to the ground.

"It doesn't matter now." Zheng Fan said lightly.

Jiang Si lay on the ground expressionlessly, scratching his messy hair: "Mr. Devil is as vengeful as a child."

Zheng Fan, who had turned away, suddenly came back, stretched out his arms and picked her up.

Before Jiang Si could react, she was lifted directly above her head. At this time, Jiang Si's eyes had narrowed.

Snap!

She was thrown heavily to the ground, embedded in the earth, with her hands clasped in front of her chest as if she were attending a funeral - she was the protagonist. It would be perfect if she just filled it up with soil.

"This is what we call a child's mentality." Zheng Fan squatted at the edge of the pit, looked down at her and laughed.

(End of this chapter)