Chapter 148: Night of the Undead
Translator: Lonelytree
Bobo didnât notice it at first, but she did eventually.
She was a little embarrassed.
âWhatâs wrong, Matthew? Are you tired? Iâve been talking too much.â
Matthew smiled and shook his head. He pointed to the sky and said,
âItâs getting dark.â
[Hint: You have ignited the âIncense Burner of the Past (high imitation)â. Your advancement ritual, The Night of the Undead has already begun!â
In the open space.
A faint scent of incense overflowed from the small incense burner.
Matthew sat on a small stool, and a lot of things were spread out in front of him like a stall.
Lucky Rabbit Feet, Cursed Monkey Claw, Bat Teeth, Boar Umbral Vein, Goatâs placenta, Water Buffalo Horn, Humanâs Liver Stones, Small Inferior Demonâs EyeballsâŠ
The fuel in the incense burner was a mixture of rhinoceros horn, ghoul liver fat, and a small amount of butter.
This ointment could make the living groggy and wake up the undead. Some of the undead could even recover their wisdom and memories for a short period of time.
It could attract the nearby undead to join this party that belonged to the undead.
Matthew sat there with a mint leaf in his mouth and a small handful of chilli in his left hand, ready to use physical methods to keep himself awake at any time.
Fortunately, his willpower was high, so the incense burner had little effect on him.
Chilli shouldnât be of any use.
Soon, some of the undead were attracted. The first to come over were the two zombie ladies who were originally trapped in the reeds.
Attracted by the incense, they crawled out of the mud pit with difficulty and walked to Matthewâs side.
Matthew silently put on a boxing glove-like equipment in his right hand. There was also a short stick and a pole on the ground.
During the Night of the Undead, he couldnât use any spells or abilities. He could only rely on his eloquence or strength to make friendly contact with the undead.
Even though Matthew was extremely charming, he couldnât rule out the possibility that some of the undead would harbour malicious intentions towards him.
Boxing gloves, short sticks, and poles were prepared for them.
Matthew couldnât hurt them. He could only send them away.
This was perhaps the most difficult part of the Night of the Undead ritual.
Under Matthewâs slightly nervous gaze, Miss Zombie slowly approached.
A faint stench assaulted him.
Matthew was highly focused. This was the first time he was in such close contact with an undead that he was not controlling.
This feeling reminded him of the first time he came into contact with the undead.
This was probably how ordinary people felt when they saw the undead.
Danger, destruction, loss of control⊠When these labels were stacked together,
it was indeed difficult for people not to panic.
The incense slowly rose.
Another two zombies and a skeleton found their way here.
They stood in a row in front of Matthew as if they were all perusing the things on the ground. âIs there anything that you like?â Matthew said calmly,
âEveryone can choose one, but only one.â
The two zombie ladies took the lucky rabbitâs foot and wild boarâs umbilical cord, respectively.
The skeleton took the goatâs placenta in a daze.
One of the remaining two zombies grabbed the eyeball of the underling and ran away.
The other one suddenly pounced in front of Matthew. His hands grabbed Matthewâs shoulders tightly, and his rotten eyeballs almost stuck to Matthewâs face. His mouth was full of yellow teeth, pus, and a pungent smell. All of these made Matthewâs hair stand on end.
âI want to choose you! Hehehe!â
The zombie drooled and was about to kiss Matthew.
âMatthew, run! Iâll help you blow him up!â
Beside him, Bobo had already raised the red brick in her hand in a fit of rage.
Matthew quickly turned around to stop her.
Bobo widened her eyes in disbelief.
âThen youâll let him kiss you?â
Matthew didnât have time to explain. He turned around and punched the zombieâs chin with his right hook.
However, the zombieâs head was as heavy as lead. Matthewâs punch only made the zombieâs head tilt a little.
Matthew quickly picked up the short stick from the ground and propped it against the zombieâs stomach to maintain a certain distance from it.
However, the zombieâs strength was too great, and Matthew could not hold on much longer.
The zombie nudged his hip and knocked Matthew to the ground.
âHehehe! You said it yourself! I can pick anything I like!â
The zombie threw the short stick aside and pounced over with a strange smile.
Seeing this, Matthew hurriedly shouted at the other undead who had taken his things,
âThis guy is ruining the reputation of the Undead. Are you going to watch him do this?â
The few undead were stunned for a moment, as if they were thinking about what the reputation of the undead meant.
But soon, the two zombie ladies who came first grabbed the perverted zombieâs neck.
The two of them worked together to drag the perverted zombie out.
Matthew wiped his sweat.
Fortunately, the undead were willing to help. Otherwise, he would have to play hide-and-seek with that perverted zombie for the entire night. Or heâd lose something important.
But at this moment.
Matthewâs heart suddenly skipped a beat.
From the corner of his eye, he saw a huge figure slowly walking over from the depths of the swamp.
At that moment, Matthewâs nerves were extremely tense again.
BecauseâŠ
It was an abomination!
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