The job change is a bizarre and calamity; the nation begs me to tone it down.

"Cough cough... The air quality in this secret realm isn't up to standard either. Isn't there any environmental protection department to take care of it?"

Gu Xu covered his mouth and nose, squinting as he surveyed his surroundings.

Before us stretched a river that was ridiculously wide.

But what flowed in the river was not water at all, but a viscous, fluorescent, dark green liquid.

Bubbles were still rising from the surface of the river, each bubble bursting.

They would all bring out a wisp of green miasma.

The sky was overcast, with neither sun nor moon.

Only white paper money fluttered in the air, endlessly and abundantly.

If this were done by a sanitation worker with a bit of OCD...

He'd probably have a stroke on the spot from anger.

"How many trees would it take to make so much paper money? This ghost mother is someone who doesn't care about sustainable development."

Gu Xu made a comment.

And across that green "great river" stands a wooden bridge that looks like it's about to collapse.

The bridge was made of some kind of wood, it was dark and covered with dark red moss.

Two tattered white lanterns hung on the stone pillars at the bridgehead, their flames a ghastly green.

A cold wind blew, and the light flickered, as if it were about to die at any moment.

Through the flying paper money, Gu Xu could vaguely see the scene on the other side of the river.

There were shadowy figures standing there, a large number of "people".

To be precise, they were a group of zombies dressed in old clothes from the previous dynasty, with yellow talismans pasted on their faces and holding white banners for summoning souls.

They were arranged in neat rows, as if they were holding some kind of welcoming ceremony.

However, this ritual was somewhat of a ghost story.

"Wow, what a big fuss!"

Gu Xu raised an eyebrow, not at all intimidated, and even had the leisure to comment: "Is this supposed to be a guard of honor?"

"It's just that their taste is a bit lacking. We'll have to have the Ghost Bride train them. We who cause calamities also need to pay attention to aesthetics, right?"

He muttered to himself as he swaggered onto the wooden bridge that looked like it could collapse at any moment.

"Creak—"

The moment my foot stepped on it, the old wooden plank let out a teeth-grinding groan.

The sound was like a starting pistol.

The zombie horde that had been motionless on the opposite bank of the river.

It was like a switch had been flipped suddenly.

"roar--!!"

That wasn't a sound a human could make; it sounded more like the roar of a broken bellows being forcibly pulled.

The densely packed zombie army suddenly dropped the white sails in their hands and surged toward the wooden bridge as if they had been injected with stimulants.

Their dry, blackened claws flailed wildly in the air, and their fangs gleamed coldly.

That bloodthirsty, greedy desire could be felt from a great distance.

These aren't zombies at all; they're clearly just a bunch of elderly folks who saw discounted eggs.

Gu Xu remained calm and, with a thought, cast a detection spell.

[Monster Name: Corpse Fiend - White Sail Warrior]

[Level: 50 (Elite)]

[Description: These are undead warriors created by the Ghost Mother using secret methods. They have thick skin, immense strength, and no sense of pain. They are tireless and will try to tear apart any living person in front of them as long as a single cell remains alive. (Note: Avoid being scratched; the corpse poison is very difficult to deal with.)]

"Oh, level 50?"

Gu Xu pursed his lips, slightly surprised.

Is it possible that even a random monster in this dungeon is level 50?

"A group of level 50 elite monsters can indeed roam freely outside."

Gu Xu stopped and stood in the middle of the bridge, looking at the horde of corpses surging towards him like a tide, but he did not retreat.

Instead, he even straightened his collar with great interest.

"What a pity you ran into me."

"Although I'm only level 25, I don't have any other skills, but I have a lot of brothers and I'm very protective of them."

As he spoke, Gu Xu snapped his fingers.

"Time to get to work, guys!"

hum!

As he finished speaking, the space behind him suddenly distorted.

The red-clad figure reappeared.

However, this time, the ghost bride had somehow acquired a delicate little round fan in her hand.

With a gentle wave of the round fan, her originally gentle temperament instantly changed.

The red wedding dress seemed to come alive, transforming into countless blood-red ribbons.

It shot towards the horde of corpses like an arrow released from a bow.

"Holy crap! Honey, when did you change the special effects?"

Gu Xu's eyes lit up when he saw this...

His eyes were fixed on his wife's shapely figure.

Damn it... it has to be feudal society.

With its sophisticated feel, it's no wonder that getting married is one of the four great joys in life!

Now he's so eager to consummate the marriage that he's already thinking about it.

Although the place we are in now is a bit like the underworld.

"Squeak squeak squeak!"

However, Twitch's art style is a bit off.

He instantly vanished and darted to the feet of the zombies.

Its cunning little eyes gleamed green, and it slammed its bone staff into the ground.

[The Halo of Decline]

boom!

In that instant, the dozens of zombies that had been charging aggressively at the front suddenly seemed to have contracted rickets.

The skin and flesh on his body, which were originally as hard as iron, liquefied and rotted again at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It turned into green pus.

"This is way too fragile!"

Gu Xu shook his head, somewhat exasperated: "Could you put a little pressure on me? I want to see where the limits of my conceptual-level skill are."

Meanwhile, in the sky, the enormous single eye of the Eye of the Ancients was also busy.

The beams of death rays were like roll call.

It landed on the zombies that were trying to jump up and attack.

Anything hit by the death ray is completely obliterated, disappearing without a trace on the physical level.

Gu Xu didn't lift a finger himself. Instead, he stood with his hands behind his back, like a leader inspecting work, stepping over the ashes left by the zombies as he crossed the wooden bridge.

[Ding! Detected "White Sail Corpse Fiend" group in extreme fear! Experience points +3000!]

[Ding! Killed an 50-level elite monster, experience points +1!]

[Ding! Experience points +1! +1! +1...]

The dense system notifications rang in Gu Xu's ears, although each one only gave him a pitiful 1 point of experience.

Gu Xu sighed, too lazy to pay attention to the notification sounds that were still frantically refreshing the screen.

I lifted my leg and stepped over the last plank of the bridge.

At the end of the bridge is a wide open space.

In the far center of an open space stood a huge and eerie Tujia village.

The village was incredibly large, constructed entirely of those black boulders and logs.

The walls were high and covered with white prayer flags.

The village gate was a heavy gate with thick copper nails.

Two door god portraits, each three meters tall, were pasted on top.

But the way this door god is drawn... how should I put it, it's a bit abstract.

The one on the left has a blue face and fangs, and is carrying a human head in his hand; the one on the right has red hair and red eyes, and is chewing on a thigh bone.

These aren't door gods; they look like two starving ghosts reincarnated.

"This homeowner's taste is truly something else."

Gu Xu stood at the gate, looking at the two paintings, and couldn't help but roll his eyes: "If we manage to take this place, the first thing I'll do is tear these paintings down. They're disgusting."