“Dependingonone''''''''scultivationsystem,thetitlesmayvary.Inthedemonicpath,theyareDemonSoldier,DemonGeneral,andsoon.ForthosecultivatingBuddhistordivihs,youmayhearBuddhaSoldier,DivineSoldier,andsoon.Therearealsoghostcultivators,beastcultivators,andothers.”
Inodded,myheadspinningfromthefloodofinformation—butmyexcitementoutweighedthedizziness.IneverimagihatbeinganImmortalwasnottheend,butmerelyamilestone.
Hemusthavenoticedmybewilderment.
“Youcarryimmee.Imerelywishedtoprepareyouforwhatliesahead.”
BeforeIcouldpohatmysteriousstatement,hedismissedme—andIinstantlyreturhecultivationchamber.
Inthechamber,Meng’ergreetedmewarmly.
“gratutions,youngmaster.”
Ismiled.Itseemedshealreadyknew.
“WhatIdonow?AmIeligibleformissions?”
“Ofcourse,butcurrentlytheonlyassigiszombieextermination.”
“That’sfiheway,whatexactlyisazombie?”
Meng’erexpined:
“AReanimatedCorpseisformedwhenabodyissaturatedinyinenergy,oftentriggeredbyafamilymemberiingwiththecorpseunderunusualcircumstaheyinturnstobalefulenergy,andthecorpseisrevivedintoareanimated,cursedexistence.”
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