Global Corpse Transformation: My identity as the Ten Thousand Years of Corpse King is exposed

【Ding! The owner please reconfirm whether to receive the Zombie Advanced Newbie Gift Pack. 】

Yang Sheng was lying in the coffin at the moment.

Staring with big eyes.

There was simply no hope of living in my heart.

For a homebody who has been single for twenty years,

A single guy who didn't even hold his girlfriend's little hand.

No one knows better than him.

The importance of that thing to him.

"I haven't enjoyed a sexually happy life yet!?"

"Just stop moving?"

"Take it!! Give him to me, take it!!"

【Ding! ! Congratulations to the owner for successfully receiving the Zombie Advanced Beginner Gift Pack. 】

[The current stage is Bai Zheng's body: Bai Zheng is the lowest level of zombies. It has no intelligence and can only rely on instinct to suck blood. It moves very slowly. Its only strength is its strength. However, it can be easily damaged by swords and guns. 】

【Ding! ! I would like to ask the owner if he will upgrade immediately after receiving the skill points. 】

"Sheng." Yang Sheng said one word feebly.

Then there was a series of "ding!" sounds in my mind.

【Ding! ! Successfully promoted to Black Zombie: Black Zombie is one level higher than White Zombie. It is not afraid of people or domestic animals. Its skin and flesh are harder and firmer. Normally four or five people can no longer get close to it. 】

【Ding! ! Successfully promoted to green zombies: the black hair has completely faded, the zombie aura emitted by the corpse and the zombie body are both green. It is a higher-level zombie. Not only has it developed some intelligence, but its strength and flesh hardness have been greatly improved, and it can jump extremely fast. Just afraid of the sun. 】

【Ding! ! Successfully advance to Purple Zombie: After absorbing Yin blood for decades, the green hair fades, and the movements begin to be mainly jumping. At this time, the whole body appears purple, and the body can initially remain incorruptible. After practicing, it can drive the corpse energy, making the body more and more purple. Thick, the blood is dyed purple and spreads throughout the body after death. 】

【Ding! ! Successfully promoted to Mao Zong: Hair grows on the corpse, which is famous for the higher the cultivation level, the stronger the body. Move quickly, jump from house to tree, and jump like flying! 】

The final "ding" comes.

【Ding! ! Successfully promoted to Iron Armored Zombie! ! ! 】

[Iron Armor Zombie: The bones are harder than steel, and the skin and flesh are like iron armor. It has completely entered a new realm, which is completely different from the previous realm. Ordinary bullets have no effect on it. 】

at this stage.

Yang Sheng felt his skin,

Sometimes it's white, sometimes it's black, sometimes it's green, sometimes it's purple.

The body is constantly tightening.

The muscles throughout the body are constantly contracting.

Now, he has returned to his normal skin color.

only

His skin, flesh and bones are as hard as steel! !

Yang Sheng's eyes widened.

He felt as if his body was being washed and broken down.

There was endless pressure and a heavy feeling coming from the body.

"Is this my hand?"

Yang Sheng smashed his hands against each other.

It turned out to be a steely sound.

He can also control the softness of his arms.

The fingers are like the sharpest steel knives,

It can be inserted into a person's body at will and torn to pieces! !

"Boom!! Kaka!"

Yang Sheng couldn't hold back and lightly touched the wooden board with his arm.

With a bang, a big hole appeared in the coffin board! !

"Gudu."

Yang Sheng swallowed,

He looked at his hands in disbelief,

"This, this, this, I've turned into an armored zombie?"

"Did I make this hole?"

Yang Sheng couldn't believe it,

A system came up out of nowhere.

Inexplicably, he was promoted to Iron Armored Zombie.

"You're not dreaming, are you?"

Yang Sheng raised his arm again,

This time it reaches upwards.

"Boom!! Kaka!"

The huge coffin was actually punctured.

Tremble! ! The coffin is falling apart.

Yang Sheng's eyes widened, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Hey hey hey!!"

"Bang!"

The coffin board was directly thrust into Yang Sheng's face.

He buried the remaining scraps directly.

"I'm holding you in my arms."

【Ding! ! The newbie gift pack has been collected. 】

[Reward host title: Ten Thousand Years of Corpse King! 】

Qin Zixuan gets closer and closer inside.

The more I feel my body is getting colder.

The surrounding environment was gloomy and windy, and it was getting worse and worse.

You even have to stop every few steps to take a breath.

The surrounding live broadcast equipment and cameras are full, following you everywhere.

The whole place was filled with heavily armed security personnel.

These are privately hired armed forces, not state-owned, similar to bodyguards.

There are helicopters circling in the sky, boom!

At this moment, a new round of rhythmic ridicule began on the big screen.

The screen is filled with "weak chicken" gifts.

There were actually more "dislikes" than "likes" in the live broadcast room, and the number of likes had already reached hundreds of thousands.

"Then little girl, can you walk faster? Look at how scared you are!!"

"Did she do it on purpose? She deliberately left time for them to set up agencies."

"What a noob, isn't he just a grave? What else can he have!? A coward!!"

"Sister Zixuan's PP is so perky."

There are always several barrages with different focuses.

Qin Zixuan heard such ridicule.

Biting his lip.

I felt extremely wronged, but I still gritted my teeth.

He quickened his pace.

After going through untold hardships, we have arrived at the highest tomb.

However.

But she heard a harsh "click" sound.

Outside the cordon.

They are all closely guarded by private bodyguards.

There are also large robots and even legendary mechas.

central area.

There was actually an exquisite wine table set up.

A middle-aged man and an equally stunning woman were sitting there.

If you look closely, you can find that the face of the sitting woman is somewhat similar to Qin Zixuan's.

But her temperament is even colder, like a blooming ice-cold snow lotus.

"Lord, can our program continue to be broadcast on major satellite TV stations?"

Bingshan woman Qin Zixue bit her red lips and looked at the middle-aged man and asked.

Ren Zheng, a middle-aged man, is the regional lord of the entire Jiangli and has huge power.

It's more like a black society, with a huge financial group behind it.

All the bodyguards on site were hired by him personally.

The local formal forces wanted to eradicate him, but the group and forces behind him were too powerful.

So he is definitely not a positive character.

He has a greasy head and a big belly, which makes people know at a glance that he has a "human face and an animal heart" appearance.

Ren Zheng took a sip of wine and said lightly,

"It's really hard to say,"

"It depends on whether this program can achieve good results."

"It just seems like it now, tsk tsk tsk."

Ren Zheng shook his head and sighed,

"The response to your show is not very good."

Qin Zixue said anxiously, her beautiful eyes full of eagerness,

"Lord Ren, our investment in this program has exceeded 100 million."

"And we have all the shooting, preparation, and everything we can have."

"My sister Qin Zixuan is now fighting on her own. The investment in manpower and material resources is unimaginable."

"If it's only broadcast this time, it won't be enough."

"Oh!! Beauty Zixue, don't be anxious, don't be anxious!"

Ren Zheng waved his hand, then looked at Qin Zixue's graceful figure and face as cold as an angel,

There was something else in my heart.

It evoked a meaningful smile,

"Come on, beauty Zixue, let's drink first."

Ren Zheng raised his wine glass.

Qin Zixue's beautiful eyes widened, she pursed her lips and said,

"Zixue, Zixue doesn't know how to drink."

"Oh!! It's okay, it's okay."

"Everything should be fresh once and cooked twice, right?"

Ren Zheng saw the struggle on Qin Zixue's face and sneered.

"Zixue, if you drink, everything will be easier to say."

"If you don't drink."

Ren Zheng evoked a sneer,

"I don't need to watch this filming anymore, and I don't need to do the show anymore."

Qin Zixue gritted her teeth,

Drink the glass of wine in one gulp.

"Ahem!"

The spiciness of the liquor made her throat feel like it was on fire.

Qin Zixue covered her neck with tears on the verge of coming out.

"Hahaha, good!! So generous."

"Little beauty, let's continue talking and talk slowly."

"Okay, we finally arrived at the highest grave."

"Guess what's in here, everyone?"

Qin Zixuan stood on the high platform, braving the cold wind,

He smiled stiffly at the camera and said.