The undead have descended upon the world? I possess a sword that can cleave the heavens once more!

"Director Ye."

Upon seeing the person who arrived, Wu You immediately tried to sit up, but the lingering pain in his chest suddenly tugged at him, causing him to freeze and lie back down.

Ye Yi walked over quickly, put her hand on his shoulder, her face expressionless, but her tone revealed a hint of concern: "Hey, don't move, you're badly injured this time."

Wu You stopped struggling and leaned back against the pillow.

Ye Yi sat down beside his bed, her gaze sweeping over the newly grown flesh on his chest, and nodded slightly: "The recovery is good. Xiao Ju's abilities are still very reliable."

Wu You nodded in agreement; his injuries had indeed healed very quickly.

Ye Yi continued, "Thank you for your hard work this time."

He paused.

"If you hadn't held off that Thousand-Faced Royal Family member for a while, the situation would have been really bad."

Wu You keenly grasped that word.

"Director Ye, the royal family is...?"

Ye Yi glanced at him, seemingly considering something, and after a moment, he spoke.

"Every Corpse Clan has a lineage of Corpse Species directly descended from the progenitor." His voice was unhurried, as if he were discussing a topic that required careful consideration. "They not only hold extremely high positions within the Corpse Clan, but also possess unique talents and abilities. They are not bound by the rules of the real world, their strength far surpasses that of their peers, and their intelligence is also extremely high."

He looked at Wu You.

"This branch of corpses is the royal family's corpse lineage."

Wu You seemed to be deep in thought.

As an invasive species from outside the realm, the Corpse Species are weakened to some extent in the real world—this is knowledge I had seen on the Investigation Platform before. After all, the Dark Domain is their home ground, and their recovery ability and combat power will be greatly reduced when they leave the Dark Domain.

However, these so-called royal corpses are not bound by the rules of the real world.

Last night, that black-clad corpse never pulled him into the Dark Domain, yet it was still ridiculously strong. Is this what a royal corpse is like?

Moreover... wasn't the progenitor of every corpse race called a "god"?

Then wouldn't this royal corpse be the bloodline of "god"?

For some reason, Wu You inexplicably thought of the charging level of the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Source.

Ye Yi paused for a moment, then continued, "Specifically, once you become a Silver Emblem Torchbearer, you will gain access to view the corresponding knowledge."

He glanced at Wu You.

"As for not granting the corresponding permissions to those at or below the rank of bronze emblem torchbearer..."

At this point, Ye Yi sighed.

"The royal corpse species is extremely powerful; ordinary bronze emblem torchbearers or torchbearer candidates simply do not have the strength to contend with it."

He paused for a moment, as if considering how to phrase it.

"And it's not just royalty, there are even more..."

He stopped halfway through his sentence.

"In short, setting access thresholds is also to avoid generating too much negative emotion." His tone was calm, but Wu You could hear the helplessness in it. "After all, compared with the zombies, the strength of us humans is still too weak."

"Even though the real world has a suppressive effect on most types of zombies, the current situation is still far from optimistic."

Wu You's expression was grave: "So the overall situation is this serious."

The ward was quiet for a few seconds.

Then Ye Yi changed the subject: "But there's no need to be too pessimistic."

His tone became slightly lighter.

"It has only been a few decades since the emergence of ability users, yet many powerful individuals have already appeared. Moreover, the powerful beings in the Corpse World are currently unable to enter the Dark Domain and the real world."

He looked out the window; the night was deep and dark.

"Give us some more time, and we might catch up with them. In fact, by then, the balance of power might have shifted."

"Maybe I can visit the world of the Corpse Species someday."

Looking at Ye Yi's expressionless face, Wu You suddenly realized that this deputy director wasn't as cold as he seemed.

Ye Yi looked away and patted his head.

"I almost forgot about the important matter."

He looked at Wu You.

"You've done a great service by holding off the royal corpse, and the corresponding contribution points have been credited to your personal account. Remember to check them."

He stood up from his chair.

"Remember not to tell anyone about the royal corpse."

"Understood, Director Ye."

The two chatted for a few more minutes, and Ye Yi reminded him to take good care of his injury.

Wu Youyi agreed to everything.

"By the way, don't you use a sword?"

Wu You nodded.

"The bureau recently received a batch of good stuff; you can take a look," Ye Yi said before turning and leaving.

The door closed gently.

Leaning against the headboard, Wu You let out a long breath.

A sword... a good thing...?

He felt a sudden urge, reached for his phone, and just as he touched it—

dong dong dong-

There was a knock on the ward door.

Wu You hesitated for a moment, then said, "Please come in."

squeak-

The door was pushed open, and a man and a woman walked into the ward.

The man was in his early thirties, wearing a black trench coat, and his face was still a little pale, but he looked to be in good spirits. The woman beside him was in her twenties, with her hair in a ponytail, carrying a fruit basket.

It was Hu Cheng, whom Wu You had once saved, and his partner Gao Buhuan.

. . .

at the same time.

Lanhe City Anomaly Investigation Bureau, Director's Office.

The lights are on.

There were two people sitting in the office.

A man wearing silver half-rimmed glasses, expressionless, leaned back in his chair.

It was Ye Yi.

Sitting opposite Ye Yi was a burly man with long black hair, a rugged face, and a slight smile on his face. He looked like a small mountain when he sat there.

But strangely, it wasn't Ye Yi sitting in the director's seat.

It was that burly, rugged-looking man.

"Old Ye," the burly man spoke, his voice deep, "you just told them about the royal family like that?"

He looked at Ye Yi.

"Aren't you afraid he'll be frightened?"

Ye Yi remained expressionless, only shaking his head.

"I believe in him," he said. "He survived from a sixth-tier royal corpse at only the third tier; he's not afraid."

He looked at the man in the main seat, his eyes revealing something.

"Besides, I haven't even asked you why you rushed over here so late at night. It couldn't have been just to see your son, could it?"

"Old Ye, what do you mean? Can't I come to Lanhe just because there's nothing wrong?"

"I grew up in Lanhe, after all. Can't I just stop by and take a look?"

Ye Yi glanced at him expressionlessly: "Chief Hu, I'm talking to you about serious business."

The burly man known as Chief Hu sighed, "Old Ye, you're still as boring as ever."

Then his expression gradually turned serious, he stretched slightly, and lowered his voice:

"That new bureau chief who was supposed to come here—"

He paused.

"He was attacked on his way to take office."

His voice was deep.

"He was seriously injured."

"What?!"

Ye Yi's expression finally changed: her brows furrowed, and her fingers unconsciously tapped the table.

He immediately recalled the previous mass appearance of the Lustful Corpse Clan in Lanhe City.

And then there's the appearance of the royal thousand-faced corpse.

A terrifying thought flashed through his mind in an instant.

All of this is probably not a coincidence.

He looked up at the burly man.

Their eyes met in the air.

The room was so quiet that you could hear the clock ticking on the wall.