When I was in a world of unconventional rules and taboos

Deep within the ancestral land of the zombie race.

A rustling sound came from underground.

A black cat was frantically shoveling dirt with a small shovel, digging into the ancestral grave of the zombie patriarch without any regard for its surroundings.

The cat's face, covered in mud, showed a mixture of excitement and greed.

Me, the cat, am going to get rich!

The thought of the treasure it was about to find made the greedy black cat tremble, and it even sped up its digging at people's ancestral graves.

That arrogant, conceited dog, along with a bunch of annoying pups, drew all the attention of the zombie clan and lured away those three old, undead monsters, indirectly solving the biggest problem. Serves me right for making a fortune!

For years, the zombie race has been wreaking havoc in the region, bullying men and women, committing all sorts of evil deeds, and acting with impunity. Not only do they kill monsters, but they also steal things, having looted countless precious treasures from the maze space.

As a result, those stupid guys who liked to sleep in coffins buried all the stolen treasures in the ground, what a waste!

As a cat with a strong sense of justice, I definitely have to stop this kind of unscrupulous behavior.

These treasures buried underground must be brought to light and placed in its private treasury.

"Meow, that arrogant, conceited dog never imagined that the zombie and evil spirit races had set up a trap for it, just waiting for it to foolishly walk right into it!"

"Hehe, with its reckless and willful nature, it's bound to suffer a great loss. In the end, it might even lose its life."

"However, although that damned dog is despicable, it's quite good at escaping. Those old guys will probably have to put in some effort to kill it, which will buy me enough time to find the buried treasure..."

Previously, this greedy black cat had dealt with the silly dog. While the silly dog ​​led a bunch of lackeys to attack the territory of the evil spirits, it was busy looting the evil spirits' treasure trove from the rear and stuffing it into its own pocket.

It had planned perfectly that it would run away with the treasure when the silly dog ​​defeated the evil spirits. But it never dreamed that those cowardly evil spirits would be defeated so quickly, far beyond its expectations.

Just as it was about to run away with the treasure, it was surrounded by a majestic but silly dog ​​and a bunch of lackeys!

Now it's that greedy cat's turn to be embarrassed.

While others are fighting tooth and nail on the front lines, you're sneaking in from behind and reaping the spoils of victory?!

If a stupid dog can tolerate this, then it really is a stupid dog!

Don't let its name fool you, it's actually incredibly clever!

As a result, the greedy cat was beaten up, all its treasures were stolen, and it was chased all the way by the silly dog ​​and its pack of lackeys.

During this time, the greedy cat, who was being chased, got angry again and warned the silly dog ​​behind him, "Young dog, don't be too impetuous. When you're out and about, don't go too far."

Upon hearing this, the silly dog, who had only intended to teach this little thief a simple lesson, was suddenly threatened? That was unacceptable!

Not only did he lead a bunch of lackeys to beat up the greedy black cat, but he also chased the cat for hundreds of miles, essentially replicating the famous scene of being hunted down before.

Thus, the feud between the two sides was established.

As a black cat with a strong sense of revenge, how could it possibly swallow this insult?

He was robbed of his hard-earned money, beaten twice, and chased for hundreds of miles...

Dogs can tolerate it, but cats can't!

Unfortunately, even if it wanted to retaliate, it was helpless against the overwhelming number of foolish dogs.

During that time, he was beaten up by the idiot dog several times and almost got himself killed.

We can't beat them, we simply can't beat them!

As for forming a "Meow Army" based on the way idiots are rising to power?!

Don't be ridiculous, the possibility is almost zero.

Cats aren't as obedient as dogs; if their numbers get too large, they'll probably start fighting amongst themselves...

Just when the greedy cat was at its wit's end, it unexpectedly learned that the zombie clan and the evil spirit clan had secretly joined forces to set a trap for that mad dog, and it was overjoyed.

The opportunity is coming!

According to this plan, it's almost impossible for that mad dog to survive, and it can also make a fortune from this opportunity!

Perfect for both sides!

With a dull thud, a sealed underground stone door was forcibly smashed open by the greedy black cat.

Meow!

We're rich! We're rich!

The filthy black cat ignored the mud-caked fur on its body and stared at the countless gold and silver jewels before it, its eyes gleaming as if they had turned into the shape of coins.

With a leap, it plunged into the sea of ​​money, tumbling and swimming, savoring the scent of the coins.

If it weren't for that stupid dog diverting the attention of those old zombies, it probably wouldn't have been able to sneak here so quietly.

As for whether a particular dog lives or dies, it doesn't care!

Me, this little kitten, loves money the most.

.....

Just as a greedy cat was immersed in the joy of finding treasure.

The ancestral land of the zombie race above is experiencing an unprecedented massacre.

As zombies fell at his hands, the two bizarre abilities, [God's Curse] and [Satan's Praise], were gradually activated, continuously enhancing his combat power.

It's a bit of a shame that [The Gravekeeper's Blessing] can't be activated because it's daytime.

With the continuous enhancement of these two bizarre abilities, Su Ming's combat power and endurance were elevated to an unimaginable level.

Although there are some powerful beings among the zombie race, second only to the three-headed old zombie, they cannot even withstand a single blow from him.

The gap between the two sides cannot be bridged by sheer numbers.

In just a few minutes, more than five thousand zombies died at Su Ming's hands. The entire zombie race was terrified by his single-handed attack and began to show signs of collapse.

However, many zombies that tried to escape were blocked by the densely packed "army of vicious dogs" responsible for sealing off the area, beaten half to death, and thrown back.

In an instant, the zombies who had just been enjoying the treatment of victors were now transformed into a living hell.

On the mountaintop, the silly dog ​​watching its owner's "personal performance" suddenly raised its nose and sniffed, as if it had smelled something familiar.

"That little thieving cat?"