“Charge!”

With a light shout from Yan Lou, more than a dozen filthy, bone-exposed hands burst through the thin coffin lid and stretched out.

Then came a series of “bang bang” sounds.

The coffin lids were flipped open, and more than a dozen disheveled, rotting corpses with blood-stained clothes and flies swarming around them, their dark, hollow eye sockets on display, heads slightly tilted forward, sniffing around like some canine animals.

Next, as if they had locked onto their target, they rushed towards Xiao Xiang Pavilion, running and crawling with ferocity.

Daiyu glanced back, her spiritual energy stirred, and the bamboo of Xiao Xiang Pavilion shot straight out.

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh,” spears rained down with such speed that it far exceeded the reaction time of ordinary people.

Yet these zombies, rotten to the point where they might not even have muscles left, dodged the bamboo spears with agility and angles that ordinary people could not achieve, all without slowing down.

Like some nimble primates, they sprinted forward, scaling walls and crossing water, and in a few breaths, they had broken into the Grand View Garden.

During this process, some of the zombies were slightly hindered by the domain’s suppressive effect.

But in a moment, they continued their charge, baring their nearly rotten yellow teeth, arms outstretched, and rushed forward.

Despite their bones creaking under the pressure of Chronicle’s mental force, they maintained their speed and their ferocity increased several times as they lunged at Daiyu.

“Quite interesting.”

Chronicle stroked his chin.

Through Daiyu’s Shared Vision, he carefully observed these zombies.

Back in the day, Old Zongzi had used these creatures as core materials to create.

As a Card Craftsman, he was well-versed in their various characteristics.

—This was a secret realm monster that could only be ranked in the middle to lower tier of its class.

Even with the enhancement of Corpse Qi, their rotting bodies were easily exploited as their weakness.

Therefore, even though these monsters were numerous and cheap, and there was no need to prepare them in advance, most Qingshan Card Craftsmen would not use them as the core to create starter cards.

Except for one family, the Yan family of Land of Peach, known as the “Coffin Carriers.”

It was said that three or four out of every ten coffins in the city were made by them.

The quality was guaranteed, and they provided one-stop services such as funeral hosting and grave digging.

It was so convenient and, of course, very profitable.

The title of the leader of the Qingshan funeral industry was not for nothing.

Back to the point.

Just as the Lu family became the leader of the Land of Peach wedding industry because their ancestor was the first to pioneer the Yin Realm marriage card crafting route.

The Yan family also had a unique understanding of handling zombie units.

In many ways, they were not inferior to low-level ordinary zombies without true names.

Of course, excluding Brother Zongzi, as the world’s first zombie card spirit, like the ancestors of other card spirit races, it was endowed by the world’s rules with unique talents and spirituality.

Naturally, these zombies couldn’t compare.

Just talking about the ordinary low-tier units of this race, in some aspects, they were even weaker than these agile and flexible zombies.

This was human wisdom.

Even with limited thinking and the loss of countless knowledge, they could still use their clever brains to create new things.

The “Temple-Suppressing Zombies” that Yan Lou released at this moment brought Chronicle a pleasant surprise.

In his view, this “legion” hidden in the domain card was the opponent’s trump card.

“Truly not to be underestimated.”

Chronicle exhaled lightly.

Yan Lou was indeed not a simple character.

After releasing the domain, the red-robed old monster, who could only struggle under Daiyu’s shovel and fists, stood up again.

Yan Lou seized this opportunity, using the special effect “Return to Immortality” of the “Huaixian Blessing Coffin Temple,” to forcibly recall the old monster whose neck was almost severed.

Daiyu, seeing the creature she had been pressing down on turn into a stone statue with glowing eyes and covered in cobwebs, swung her shovel and shattered it.

After this blow, the red-robed old monster, who had been sitting on the stone platform and recovering, suddenly spat out a mouthful of dark green blood.

It fell to the ground, rapidly corroding the weathered stone slabs.

And at this moment, those dozen specially made zombies also rushed to Daiyu’s side.

They were personally processed by the current head of the Yan family, Yan Lou’s grandfather, and in addition to their most basic abilities, they also had a bit more spirituality and animal instinct.

In their perception, the person standing opposite was never a delicate girl, but a terrifying, roaring beast that dominated the mountains and forests.

The sense of power that almost permeated the air also made them extremely uneasy.

Even with incomplete spirituality, these monsters knew that with the terrifying strength of the opponent, crushing their reinforced bodies was as easy as crushing an ant.

Unless…

“Rely on agility, conduct long-range hit-and-run tactics, and don’t engage her closely.”

Yan Lou thought to himself, directing the zombie horde to leap backward, each diving into the rockeries and groves, playing guerrilla warfare with Daiyu.

It had to be said, the abilities of these monsters were indeed very comprehensive.

Apart from their astonishing agility and speed, they also had a rich arsenal of weapons.

For close combat, they had claws and teeth filled with poison and bacteria, and for long-range, they mainly used Zombie Poison projectiles.

That is, they condensed green liquid spheres and hurled them at Daiyu.

Daiyu obviously had no intention of taking the hits head-on; with a light tap on the ground, she jumped onto the eaves of Xiao Xiang Pavilion.

In the dark rain curtain, her white clothes fluttered in the wind and rain, giving off a sense of ethereal beauty as if a celestial flower was blooming.

It was just a pity that the exquisitely made, yet very fierce-looking shovel broke the entire atmosphere.

Watching the zombies below trying to hide and brandishing their claws, Daiyu removed the shovel head and instead took out a part from her pouch (also bought by Chronicle at a two-dollar store) that no one present recognized.

She quickly attached it with one hand, then rested the transformed tubular weapon on her shoulder.

Her eyes, which seemed both pleased and not, quickly scanned below, finally resting on the head of a zombie.

Then, the next moment…

“Boom!!!”

A roar like that of a cannon echoed over the venue.

“Wow!”

Chronicle, who was watching in first-person view, instinctively cursed, then covered his ears, his head buzzing.

Yan Lou, who had let the Huaixian recover and was sharing senses with the zombie leader, sat down on the ground.

Since zombies had no vision, they had to use other senses to explore their surroundings.

He shared the senses of hearing and smell.

With his own mental power, he generated images, which were often more useful than vision.

But he didn’t expect that Chronicle’s card spirit would use such a weapon.

With the shared senses open, he felt as if he had been shot in the head, completely stunned.

He instinctively turned to look for the referee until he saw the empty venue around him and remembered that the place seemed to have “grown” larger.

He took out the “venue pager” given before entering, pressing it frantically, his hands trembling.

“What’s wrong?”

In the blink of an eye, Hu Sai appeared in front of Yan Lou, snipping his fingernails with a “click click.”

“This match shouldn’t allow the use of standard energy card weapons, right?”

“Right.”

“So what’s going on with her?”

“If I’m not mistaken, that weapon should be something her card spirit made on its own, essentially the same as the bamboo in your domain and the stone statues in your domain, belonging to card-generated items, within the rules.”

“But…”

“No buts, this venue has the effect of ‘Compliance,’ any items that do not meet the competition rules will trigger an alarm. So, make the most of the last bit of time, kid. If you dawdle any longer, even the last chance to win will be gone.”

“Okay…”

Hearing this, Yan Lou sighed lightly.

He already knew that no matter what, he couldn’t win this battle.

In just that short moment, his horde of zombies had been blown clean by Daiyu with a dozen or so cannon shots.

They were aiming for headshots, but their entire upper bodies were blown away.

The scene was simply too gruesome.

And the cause of all this was not any weapon.

Daiyu, no matter how smart, was just a three-star blue card spirit.

Although she could absorb text, without a decade or so of educational foundation, it would be difficult for her to thoroughly understand those professional knowledge in a short time.

Fortunately, “The Card Craftsman’s Friend for Dual-Use Talent” was a book that was easy to understand and suitable for all levels of cultural education.

With Daiyu’s cleverness, understanding some basic theories at the level of middle school cultural life and figuring out a few simple diagrams used as examples was quite easy.

So, with that bit of knowledge and some mechanical parts scattered around the Qingshan secret realm camp, this girl with the “Talent” trait managed to handcraft a device.

To enhance her own efficiency in using spiritual energy.

Yes, it was just a “shovel,” not a cold weapon, nor a “firearm,” but a simple yet practical energy-gathering device.

With this device’s enhancement, the spiritual energy she had accumulated on a daily basis could be shot out in the form of energy beams, with effects even better than the energy card weapons that only elite soldiers of the Zhenyuan Army could equip.

“What kind of mechanic is this?”

Chronicle, who had been kept in the dark by his own card spirit from the beginning to the end, was bewildered.

This little girl hadn’t been in the world for very long, and she had already managed to create a “Barrett.”

If she were given a few more decades or even a century, breaking through to a higher quality level, possessing higher spirituality, and accumulating more knowledge, she might lead Blue Star into the interstellar age.

“Gundam, water droplet, two-dimensional foil, what strange styles…”

Chronicle couldn’t help but complain, but he knew it was impossible.

Blue Star’s technology tree was built on the foundation of transcendent items like cards; there was no such technical foundation, and even if Grey Wolf came, he couldn’t create those messy things.

Let alone the poetic talent Daiyu.

Thinking of this, Chronicle smiled.

It was good for the little girl to learn more knowledge; in the future, like her sister Ying Tai, she could become independent and strong, and even support the Card Craftsman in return.

Unity, friendship, mutual assistance, and harmony were indeed beautiful things.

“Daiyu, take them down.”

Before Chronicle could speak, this uniquely styled little girl, carrying a cannon as tall as a person, charged into the outskirts of the Huaixian Blessing Coffin Temple’s locust forest.

Around the white tombs, there were still many weak zombies wandering.

Daiyu didn’t want to waste “ammunition,” one zombie per shovel, chopping and slashing.

She was incredibly professional.

From the Hundred Grass Garden to the Three Flavor Study, and then to the Huaixian Blessing Coffin Temple.

She didn’t step into the small temple but stood outside the door, facing the locust tree monster that had mostly recovered.

Then she silently raised the “cannon.”

The trigger was pulled non-stop, with a firing rate comparable to an AK.