Infinite Sims

"Regardless of the cause, progress is progress."

Jiang Ren kept walking, stepped over a corpse, and came to the road outside the house.

Upon hearing this, Wan Jinghao nodded and fell into deep thought.

"I always feel that I am a bit like a gold medal fighter, who also serves as a spiritual mentor"

Jiang Ren recalled what he said just now, and couldn't help shaking his head, turning his eyes to look at the surrounding houses.

There was no one on the dark yellow street.

The sound of killing didn't seem to attract any attention, except for the two of them, only the corpse remained.

"The standard of survival for ordinary people is to hide at home."

Jiang Ren could feel that many people were looking through the gaps in the gates and windows of the houses on both sides of the road.

A small part of their eyes were on themselves, and most of their eyes were on Wan Jinghao.

As for the murderer who could kill eleven people with one man's power, no one dared to come out at this time, for fear of being targeted by the murderer, and fear of being misunderstood as an accomplice.

"You two heroes, can you really capture Fu Tai?"

He Shi also walked out of the door, his gaze swept over Jiang Ren first, then Wan Jinghao, and finally stopped on his knife that was still dripping blood.

They walked out of their own room, and they had no way out at this time.

Unless he could kill all the barbarians in the county, he would surely die if he continued to stay in the county.

He didn't dare to ask extravagantly for this, but if he could capture Futai.

"Just wait with peace of mind, what I promised you won't be overnight."

Jiang Ren watched the last twilight disappear from the sky, so he raised his right hand and said, "Everyone, are you willing to follow me to kill the enemy?!"

A bunch of weird vines invisible to the naked eye emerged from him.

In an instant, the entire body except the head was surrounded, because living things were constantly twisting, and eleven of the vines burrowed into the ground, quickly shuttled through the ground, and rushed into the eleven surrounding corpses.

Kacha Kacha——

The corpses were like puppets on a string, twisting their bodies stiffly and slowly getting up from the ground.

He Shi was still wondering who the "you" Jiang Ren was talking about, but he was so frightened by the scene in front of him that his face turned pale, and his body seemed to become stiff in an instant.

However, he soon saw the corpses walking by.

Don't talk about hurting yourself, you didn't even touch them, and even one of them deliberately walked around you.

"If nothing happens, it's best not to go out."

Jiang Ren scanned the surrounding houses again, and then left with Wan Jinghao and the eleven corpses in the direction of the county government office in the center of the county.

Behind him, only a group of people full of fear remained.

Including He Shi, who had a good relationship before, watching Jiang Ren's back disappearing into the street corner, his face was filled with panic like seeing a ghost, and there was a trace of alienation in his eyes.

"Brother Jiang, are they afraid of us?"

Seeing that he was out of sight of those people, Wan Jinghao hesitated and asked.

Jiang Ren raised his hand to signal him to go faster, and then said, "So what if you're afraid? So what if you're not afraid?"

"I……"

Wan Jinghao shook his head: "I just feel a little uncomfortable."

Sure enough, my spiritual mentor's feeling was right.

Jiang Ren thought silently in his heart, but on the surface he replied: "People fear you or people praise you, which do you think is better?"

Wan Jinghao thought for a while: "In the past, I would choose to praise, but now I choose to be afraid."

Jiang Ren said: "Since you have come to a conclusion, why ask me?"

"I understand."

Wan Jinghao said nothing, but the confusion on his face had dissipated.

Anyway, I am also a former teacher. Although most of the memories are filtered out by the system, it is still no problem to make up a few words to bluff people.

While walking, Jiang Ren divided half of his mind and sank into the ghost vine of his own body.

Via Ghost Vine.

He could clearly sense the conditions of the eleven controlled corpses, including but not limited to the impact of his injuries on movements, as well as strength, speed, and agility.

"We will have to do this in the future, maybe we should give them a unified name."

"A dead person is called a corpse. Being able to act like an ordinary person is equivalent to being alive. All the corpses under my control are called living corpses."

Although he felt a little suspected of hitting his name, Jiang Ren didn't bother to change it.

There are only so many appropriate names, and I can't let others mention them, so I have to avoid them, choose unsuitable words or even create my own.

With that time, it is better to kill a few more people.

After all, after the killing at the post station, it was confirmed that the death of someone nearby could not bring essence, but it could promote the growth of one's own body.

Even if the magnitude is very slight, this kind of accumulation that can be felt may soon see changes.

Gradually approaching the county center.

The houses along the way are getting better and better.

Through the windows of some houses, sporadic lights can be seen from time to time.

When they came to the street leading to the county government, they could see several lanterns hanging outside the gate of the county government, as well as several teams of soldiers patrolling with torches.

"The stars are sparse and the moon is light tonight, so it's time to kill someone."

Without hesitation, Jiang Ren walked towards the Yamen.

The sky had only just dimmed, but the surrounding light was like night.

In this case, the shadow of the house is pitch black, and it is difficult to see the inside even if it is close to it. It is an excellent way to sneak.

But Jiang Ren's dozen or so people were walking brightly in the middle of the road, and they had no choice but to avoid being discovered.

"Stop, who!"

A group of patrol soldiers quickly ran over.

The leader saw many people wearing the same clothes as himself, and when he was about to approach and ask, a knife flashed in front of his eyes.

Immediately, a human head fell to the ground.

"Humans are really fragile creatures."

Jiang Ren sighed in his heart, feeling that he had taken another big step on the road of inhumanity.

At the same time, he retracted the knife and took two steps back to avoid the blood from splashing on himself.

The sharp enemy whistle sounded.

Because of the homicide at the post station, the streets usually only patrolled by a few soldiers, now there are more than a dozen teams with hundreds of soldiers patrolling.

This is also because the barbarian soldiers are unwilling to patrol at night and only use the soldiers of the Great Zhao.

When they heard the whistle, they rushed quickly from both sides of the street and surrounded Jiang Ren and others.

Facing them, disarm and do not kill.

Jiang Ren chose to do it directly.

Under the offensive of him and Wan Jinghao, there is almost no one-on-one enemy.

In addition, those living corpses who are not afraid of death can kill people within a few moves after completely abandoning their defenses, and then quickly rush to the next person.

There were also those living corpses who died on the spot and were revived by Jiang Ren on the spot, and they were thrown into the battlefield.

Under this scene of change.

Compared to Jiang Ren and Wan Jinghao's killing like chopping melons and vegetables, what is more frightening are the living corpses that can't be killed anyway, and those former colleagues who died and revived that they witnessed with their own eyes.

"If you can't kill him, why can't you kill him?"

"What the hell, don't come over, don't come over!"

"They are not humans, they are monsters, run away!"

"Resurrected from the dead, this must be an immortal, an immortal, please spare my life..."

Faced with this unreasonable thing, everyone's fighting spirit quickly dissipated.

Some people turned around and fled, some froze in place in fright, some knelt down and begged for mercy, and some even went mad from fright.

But whatever they do.

At this moment, their number has been halved, and they have lost their last chance to escape, and there is only one ending left-death.

But before the last few people died, Jiang Ren also asked a few questions about waste utilization.

And learned from them that the main force in this county is that the barbarian soldiers are not in the county government, but in a mansion more than a thousand meters away, and they seem to be having a banquet.

"Is it because you know that you are going to die, so you eat your own table in advance?"

Jiang Ren chuckled, and looked back at the dark living corpses behind him.

These jobs are not too many, exactly one hundred and one, which is the limit of the living corpses he can control at present, and one of them was added after killing hundreds of people just now.

"One hundred to one, the price-performance ratio is not bad."

Jiang Ren silently thought that all the living corpses were controlled by Ziteng.

Once a living corpse lacks more than 30% of its body, it will instantly lose control and become a dead corpse again.

But since everything can't hurt Ziteng, Ziteng can enter the next complete corpse in a very short period of time, and then turn it into a dead body.

In a sense.

Jiang Ren's ability. It is to create an immortal army.

"If the barbarians are scattered, I might not be able to kill them all with so few people."

Jiang Ren greeted Wan Jinghao, and walked towards the mansion said to be the county magistrate's house.

But since they were all gathered together, if he didn't accept this great gift, he would be too sorry for the host of the banquet.

Fufu, the backyard.

In the huge open space, there are more than a dozen tables of banquets.

Nurhaji, Futai and the barbarians from the resident town were at the first two tables, and hundreds of barbarian soldiers were at the other tables.

In the front of the banquet, there is also a high platform.

Up there were a few beautiful women from Zhao performing songs and dances. Many people stared straight at their eyes. Before the food was served, they kept swallowing their saliva.

"How about these beauties? Back then I had to work hard to get them."

Seeing the eyes of the people around him, Futai couldn't help showing off.

Many people immediately praised the beauties of those women, and spoke enviously about his eyes. Although it was kind of flattering, they were indeed a little hot-eyed.

Only Nurhaji remained silent, staring at one of the women.

Futai also noticed his gaze, so he asked, "Master Nurhaji, what do you think?"

"I want her!"

Nurhaji turned his head and grinned, pointing at the woman he liked.

Futai's smile faded: "Nurhaji, what do you mean?"

Not to mention that the woman is the most beautiful among all the beauties, and secondly, Nurhaji is on the same level as himself, dare to speak to him in such a tone that is almost commanding, do he really think he is easy to bully?

The surroundings fell silent instantly, and no one dared to speak at this moment.

They can't afford to offend these two people, the best way is to keep silent and wait for the result of their argument.

"Master Fu, you have to think clearly, you are not the only county within my protection area, if something happens in other counties, I will leave regardless of whether the murderer is caught or not."

Nurha threatened without any concealment.

It seems to be saying that you won’t give me beauty, then I will lead my troops and leave tomorrow morning, and let you face those vicious gangsters by yourself.

Futai looked at him coldly, and then suddenly smiled: "My brother really knows how to joke. Da Zhao has a saying that a beauty deserves a hero. I think my brother is a hero. This beauty, I will leave it to you."

"Thank you, Brother Fu."

Nurhaji nodded, and for the beauty's sake, he accepted the title of brother.

He has the best martial arts and beauty in his life.

It's a pity that the few beauties plundered in the past six months were useless, and the last one turned into a crazy woman who could only drool half a month ago, and was used by him to reward his soldiers.

For the past half month, the lust has been accumulating more and more.

That's why when I saw the beauty on the stage, I couldn't help asking for it.

Sudden.

A hurried voice came from the front of the mansion.

Nurha frowned and looked around, trying to see who was so short-sighted.

Several soldiers of Da Zhao who were supposed to be waiting outside ran over from the front yard, their eyes full of fear and panic, and they were still calling his name.

For these people, Futai and others also looked unkind.

If it weren't for these soldiers not being under their jurisdiction, and the Lord was by his side, I couldn't help but want to reprimand them now.

"Who let you in?"

Nurhaji stood up, looking at the few people who ran to him and were stopped by his own soldiers, a trace of disgust flashed across his face.

For Dazhao people, except for beauties, he has no affection at all.

If it weren't for the lack of them, there would be no one to do a lot of dirty work, plus the requirements from above, he wouldn't even want to recruit a big Zhao person.

"Ghost, there are ghosts outside..."

"It's not a ghost, it's a monster, an unkillable monster!"

"Zombie, that's definitely a zombie!"

Several people answered almost at the same time, and they all gave different answers.

Feeling that he was being teased, Nurhaji stepped forward angrily, pulled out a soldier's saber, and prepared to kill these people on the spot.

A voice came from behind.

Immediately afterwards, there was a terrified cry.

Nurhaji stopped his movements, and when he turned around, he saw a bright red, round thing on the table with only a few plates of pastries.

"Head head!"

The faces of several people at the same table turned pale.

Many people who had just eaten the pastry couldn't help but spit it out immediately after seeing the bright red head with the smell of blood.

At the commercial platform not far from the table, several women were frightened and stopped dancing.

Futai got up from his seat and said in fear: "Brother Nurhaji, what's going on?"

"An enemy is coming, everyone get up!"

Nurha didn't hesitate, and immediately mobilized his inner strength and shouted loudly.

His voice immediately suppressed all the noisy voices. Although the barbarians were puzzled, they all stood up.

"You even made a special trip to stand up to greet me. You're being polite."

A cold and frivolous voice came from the path leading to the front yard.

In a hundred pairs of eyes in the backyard.

Two figures in black gauze hats and loose black robes came out.

"It's a pity that there are only pastries and the main course has not been served yet."

Jiang Ren walked in the front, glanced at the tables in front of him, shook his head and sighed: "I tried to walk as slowly as possible on the way, just to give you a chance to eat, but now you are not sure, so no wonder me."