A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

After a satisfying meal, the two found a quiet corner to squat down, each with a cigarette in their mouth, puffing out smoke.

Ji Zuodao squinted at the two Qiqi squatting on the ground playing with pebbles not far away. Gouye was spread out on the stone like a flatbread, snoring loudly.

Ji Zhengdao patted his round belly, let out a long, satisfied burp, and his face beamed with the astonishment of discovering a new continent:

"So this is what it feels like to be full... bloated, but strangely comforting. Damn, being human isn't so bad!"

He smacked his lips, savoring the strange taste of the industrial-grade meal kit, and remarked:

"No matter how fancy the 'Zhuangzi Dreaming of a Butterfly' story in my mind is, with all its delicacies and Manchu Han Imperial Feast, I'm a demon in my heart, I can't even taste it, I'm just watching the show! This solid stuff that goes into my stomach is much better, even if it tastes as bad as swill."

"Promising!"

Ji Zuodao chuckled and scolded him, then patted his shoulder with a casual gesture that hinted at an older brother's affection.

"Just wait, when you can actually get out of here, or when you can change the rules of this godforsaken place, I'll take you out to eat every day."

"Hot pot lamb, roast duck, crayfish... all you can eat! Let me show you what it truly means to 'eat and drink to your heart'."

Ji Zhengdao turned his head, his clear black and white eyes staring at Ji Zuodao, a light that was hard to describe:

"Big brother, you trust me that much? I'm your inner demon, the kind of person who harbors wicked thoughts."

"Aren't you afraid... that one day I might suddenly turn on you, devour you, and take over your body? Then I can still be a human being, and I won't have to share you with you."

Ji Zuodao, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, glanced at him sideways.

"The righteous path..."

"I believe you. After all, we made a solemn oath in front of the statue of Guan Yu back then."

"I don't want to be born in the same year, the same month, the same day..."

He exhaled a smoke ring, his tone wistful:

"I only wish to die on the same day, in the same month, in the same year..."

Ji Zhengdao visibly trembled, his neck shrank back, and after a long while he muttered:

"Or maybe you're the eldest brother."

After finishing his banter, Ji Zuodao flicked his cigarette ash and said seriously:

"Alright, you've eaten, smoked, and bragged. Now tell me, how are we going to find that culprit hiding in this remote corner? This place isn't that big, but it's not small either."

Ji Zhengdao also stopped chuckling, his black and white eyes darting around, and he lowered his voice, revealing a hint of eager excitement:

"Brother, I'm thinking... since there are so many bugs in this area, why don't we try exploiting some of them?"

"BUG?" Ji Zuodao raised an eyebrow.

"That's right!" Ji Zhengdao rubbed his hands together, his eyes shining. "Look at that resurrection coin. It says 'you can go back in time after you die.' But it doesn't say it can only resurrect 'people'!"

Ji Zuodao was taken aback at first, then as if he had thought of something, he gasped and almost dropped the cigarette from his mouth.

"You mean... hiss—!"

His eyes widened slowly, and his breathing became rapid.

"Damn... Zhengdao, what's wrong with your brain... If this bug actually works, in this godforsaken place, the two of us... might really be able to walk around like madmen?"

"Give it a try!"

Ji Zhengdao shrugged, his black and white face radiating an air of shrewdness.

"If it works, it's a huge profit. If it doesn't, we'll just lose some resurrection coins at most, which we don't need right now. Let's just treat it as a scientific experiment!"

Ji Zuodao stared at him for two seconds, then abruptly stubbed out his cigarette on the stone, sparks flying everywhere.

"Damn! Let's do it!"

Just do it.

Ji Zuodao held his breath and focused his mind, immersing himself in his spiritual sea. After a moment, he drew his fingers like a sword and gently guided them—

A trembling, black mosquito with eerie blood-red wings on its back and a mouthpart as sharp as a needle appeared and landed in his palm.

This was one of the original thirty bloodwing black mosquitoes.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Zuodao's aura changed slightly, and within his spiritual sea, the sea of ​​blood suddenly boiled, with towering waves of blood!

He forcibly extracted and refined the pure and powerful blood energy, turning it into streams of blood-red energy that continuously flowed into the body of the primordial blood-winged black mosquito in his palm.

Having received such a powerful tonic, the blood-winged black mosquito's body swelled and trembled at a visible speed, and then—

"puff!"

"Pfft pfft pfft!"

A series of subtle cracking sounds rang out, and one by one, brand new, slightly smaller blood-winged black mosquitoes split off from the rear of its abdomen and took flight!

The division has not stopped.

The newly formed swarm of mosquitoes absorbs blood again and continues to multiply...

And so on and on.

In a short while, a huge, dense mass of people had appeared in front of Ji Zuodao!

Thousands of blood-winged black mosquitoes hovered in mid-air, the high-frequency buzzing of their wings converging into a deep, oppressive sound wave that sent chills down one's spine.

A dense aura of bloodlust spread out, even causing Dog, who was dozing not far away, to lift his eyelids, glance at it, and then close them again as if nothing had happened.

Ji Zuodao's face turned slightly pale, clearly indicating that such induced growth had taken a toll.

He shakily pulled out a cigarette case from his pocket, put one in his mouth, but his fingers were trembling from exhaustion, and he couldn't light the lighter after several attempts.

A hand reached out from the side; it was Ji Zhengdao.

He took the lighter and, with a "snap," steadily lit it for his older brother.

Neither of them spoke; they simply squatted side by side, cigarettes dangling from their mouths, their four eyes fixed intently on the ever-growing "black cloud" before them.

Their eyes reflected the same almost burning excitement and anticipation.

An hour later.

Ji Zuodao took a deep breath, picked out a matte coin from the bag of resurrection coins Zhang Quan had given him, and flicked it with his fingertip.

"bite--"

With a soft click, the resurrection coin traced an arc and precisely disappeared into the swarm of mosquitoes, where the primitive blood-winged black mosquito caught it steadily.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Zuodao drew out a second Primal Bloodwing Black Mosquito from the Spirit Sea.

The next steps are simple and straightforward.

Under Ji Zuodao's silent command, the first swarm of mosquitoes, a dark mass of astonishing numbers, suddenly turned around in unison.

They frantically poured the blood and energy brimming within their bodies back into the second primitive bloodwing black mosquito!

The second blood mosquito swelled up and began to multiply even more rapidly! The mosquito swarm surged again!

The first swarm of mosquitoes, having lost almost all their life force, fell from the sky with a crackling sound, like leaves drained of their life force, and died completely.

Finally, only the original blood-winged black mosquito holding the resurrection coin remained, trembling and hovering.

Ji Zuodao stretched out his hand and gently poked with his index finger.

"puff."

With a barely audible crack, the blood-winged black mosquito turned into a small clump of ashes.

At the very moment of its death, the resurrection coin also vanished silently.

The next second—

hum! ! !

The space seemed to ripple gently.

The blood-winged black mosquito that had just died a violent death reappeared unharmed in the same spot, its compound eyes gleaming.

Along with it, what appears in retrospect is the first swarm of mosquitoes behind it, a vast expanse teeming with blood!

And right next to it was a second swarm of mosquitoes of the same enormous size and menacing aura!

Two dark clouds, almost occupying half of the sky, hummed together, and a bloodthirsty aura soared into the sky!

Ji Zuodao and Ji Zhengdao slowly turned their heads and looked at each other.

silence.

Then, the corners of their mouths began to turn up uncontrollably at the same time, the grins getting wider and wider until they finally turned into two wild and unscrupulous smiles that almost reached their ears.

Against the backdrop of pervasive bloody aura and swarms of mosquitoes, it appeared incredibly sinister.

"Hehe...hehehe..."

Ji Zhengdao rubbed his hands together, his face crinkling with laughter.

Ji Zuodao took a deep drag of his cigarette, exhaled the butt far away, and let out a satisfied low roar:

"this time……"

"I, Dao Ye, have fucking succeeded!"