I and countless versions of myself simultaneously travel through time.

Ren Weiyong was thoroughly tormented; one moment he was dancing, the next he was chasing his son all over the mountain, and then he was forcibly forced back to lie flat.

This is probably the most humiliating day in the zombie world.

This was the first time Ye Yan had truly experienced the wonders of having a cheat system.

The Fate Point mechanism of the [Same Wear Panel] is complex in some ways, but simple in others.

Essentially, it's a shared accumulation; the fate points of multiple "Ye Yan" characters will all be merged, and the old points will continue to accumulate with the new bonuses.

For example, if there are three Ye Yans, each with 50 points left, their combined total is 150.

If another Leaf Flame appears, it will accumulate again, creating more and more.

There are three main sources of Fate Points: basic output from the shared space, daily feedback from people bound to Fate, and the achievement system, which is the size of the scope of influence of events.

Controlling Ren Weiyong this time can barely be considered a minor achievement.

However, Ye Yan knew in his heart that he didn't rely entirely on the panel for a living.

His physique was already special. He had previously stacked the ghost law of [Mysterious Leaf Flame], created his own cultivation path, and combined it with the corpse-training method he borrowed from Four Eyes. With these factors combined, his combat power was no longer simply a matter of stacking points.

Torture Ren Fa?

That was just something I did on the spur of the moment.

His mind was already starting to plan further ahead: what if one day a [Sky-Covering Leaf Flame] appeared, cultivated the Devouring Heaven Demon Art, and then combined it with [Same Talent] enhancements...

Tsk tsk.

That would be so wonderful.

Uncle Nine stood to the side, watching Ren Weiyong being tormented to the point of despair, his brows furrowed deeply: "Junior brother, did you really train him in corpse magic? Or some kind of evil technique like raising corpses?"

Four Eyes protested, "No! We just chatted about some stories last night, I didn't pass on any skills to him! This kid has an extraordinary physique and talent!"

Uncle Nine stared at Ye Yan's back with a complicated expression.

He knew that this apprentice had a mysterious background and that sooner or later he would be out of his control.

But observing these days, although Ye Yan's actions are outrageous, he never harms the innocent, and he has never crossed the bottom line.

This is enough.

As for the method of corpse cultivation.

Ye Yan did indeed learn some formulas from Si Mu, and combined them with his own understanding to figure out a method.

According to his summary, the core of corpse training and nurturing lies in the "origin of corpse energy".

Zombies are categorized by age: ten-year-old zombies have murky corpse energy, hundred-year-old zombies begin to condense their original essence, and old zombies over a hundred years old have corpse energy that is almost tangible—they are true treasures.

When choosing a zombie, the older the better.

The purer the origin, the more obedient and powerful the zombies will be. However, the risks are also greater. Older zombies over five hundred years old often have a hazy consciousness, and the slightest mistake can lead to a backlash.

Ye Yan doesn't have any good stuff on hand right now. Ren Weiyong, a black zombie who just turned into a zombie, is only good as a practice toy.

However, he has plenty of patience.

Once I've bound myself to a reliable person and accumulated enough points, I'll take a trip to Tengteng Town. There's a zombie town there, with low-level zombie kings running around everywhere.

That's when the real show begins.

The future looks very promising.

However, the control over 20 Fate Points is ultimately limited.

Ren Weiyong hopped stiffly a few times, and his yellowish eyes suddenly rolled. It wasn't that he was awakening, but the instinct of the evil creature inside the zombie told him: This human in front of him was not right, not right at all.

He is very strong.

The instinctive sense of smell caused it to flee.

Just like in the original story, after being dealt with by Qiu Sheng and Uncle Jiu, he ran into a cave and ate rats. With the addition of his close relatives' blood, he was able to open his eyes and see the world!

Ren Weiyong turned around abruptly and leaped into the depths of the forest.

That side can block out the sun.

He's so cute now, bouncing around like a big black mouse.

"Oh no! Ren Weiyong has escaped!"

Ye Yan leaped into the air with a light tap of his foot: "Master, leave this corpse to me! You don't need to worry about it. It's a good opportunity to practice with him. Just keep an eye on him!"

Before he finished speaking, his magical power surged within him, and he took several steps in the air, leaping several feet away.

Under the sunlight, his speed was astonishing; he caught up with the fleeing zombie in just a few breaths.

Ren Weiyong felt the approaching presence behind him and froze.

The sun was scorching his skin, and the intense yang energy felt like countless needles piercing his bones. If he continued to flee, his newly transformed body would surely perish.

But as soon as he turned around, he froze.

The person in front of me.

Corpse aura.

The corpse aura was several times stronger than his.

Ren Weiyong's zombie instincts told him that what was standing in front of him was not a person, but something wearing human skin.

The corpse aura was so dense it was almost tangible, cold and deep, yet it stood under the midday sun, its entire body edged with gold.

Flowers swayed at my feet, trees cast dappled shadows, a gentle breeze swept across the hills, and clouds drifted overhead.

The sun generously showered down its rays, and Ye Yan stood in the light, giving him a slight smile.

At that moment, an absurd thought popped into Ren Weiyong's zombie mind:

This person is more dazzling than the sun.

He really is like the sun.

His body began to tremble, not from fear, but from an instinctive surrender, a desire to kneel on the ground.

Two stiff legs bounced backward uncontrollably, but they were so weak that they almost fell over.

We're all zombies, so why are you so special?

Uncle Nine watched from afar, his brows furrowed: "Ren Weiyong seems to be trembling? Am I seeing things?"

He lifted the hem of his robe and chased after him, only to hear a burst of wild laughter as soon as he got close.

"Hahaha! Still trying to run? Here you go! This corpse energy is so powerful, it's intoxicating! It's truly powerful!"

Ye Yan pressed Ren Weiyong's head down with one hand, pinning him to the spot as if he were an ant. Ren Weiyong roared and struggled, but couldn't move.

The next second, black corpse energy surged from Ren Weiyong's seven orifices and continuously flowed into Ye Yan's body.

For zombies, the corpse energy is like the blood and qi of a person or the roots of a tree; it is the source that sustains their movement and the essence accumulated over many years.

As long as the corpse energy is present, the zombie can jump around as usual; when the corpse energy is gone, it becomes a true dead corpse.

Still want to be rigid but not inflexible?

That depends on how special Ye Yan's physique is.

Ren Weiyong's roar gradually weakened, and the corpse energy left his body as if being peeled away like silk threads.

Under the sunlight, the black mist swirled around Ye Yan, then disappeared entirely into his palm.

Uncle Nine was stunned.

This isn't a zombie fight.

It's clearly a zombie sucking up other zombies.

In everyone's eyes, only Ye Yan was laughing wildly, while the evil creature Ren Weiyong was powerless to resist, as Ye Yan had pressed his head down, rendering him completely unable to fight back.

Soon, Ren Weiyong died peacefully, his eyes still open, truly dying with unfinished business.

"Unfortunately, it hasn't become a true black zombie yet." Ye Yan sighed, his face filled with utter disappointment. He looked at Ren Fa, thinking how wonderful it would be if the Ren family could have a male escort who could bring many children and good fortune. A guide to raising adorable zombies.

Uncle Nine looked at the dying Ren Weiyong, his lips twitching: "Look at you, even those opium addicts aren't as addicted as you!"

Ye Yan stopped, seemingly lost in thought: "What's this? It's not as exciting as encountering ghosts."

His eyes suddenly lit up. If he could absorb the corpse energy, could he also unlock the dungeon for saving the nation?

Start the Demon Slayer scenario.

Qiu Sheng leaned closer and asked Simu, "Uncle-Master, why are you so strong?"

Si Mu spread his hands: "You're asking me? Who should I ask? But then again, isn't your master's advantage also on your side? You're still young, at least the future belongs to you."

"How long until the future?" Wencai asked.

"You're asking me? I don't know either. See you in your dreams, you'll find everything there."