I Can Infinitely Synthesize Transcendent Genes

Chapter 751: [562] In the name of the Demon King, slay like mowing down weeds! (Seeking monthly passes and subscriptions)_1 Chapter 751: [562] In the name of the Demon King, slay like mowing down weeds! (Seeking monthly passes and subscriptions)_1 As soon as Ghost Fang heard the noise, he immediately shone his flashlight over and saw a red-brown tent flap up with the cold wind, revealing a broken piece of mirror.

Through the mirror, he could clearly see two pale, withered thighs wearing tactical boots.

As Ghost Fang went deeper.

He saw that the owner of the tactical boots was a woman whose face was completely rotted away, with a huge hole in her upper body and traces of her armor being bitten through as well.

The slight sound came from under the woman’s gruesome ribs.

It was a rat as big as an adult hunting dog, with bloody patterns on its back and a tail as thick as an adult’s finger, currently nibbling on the corpse with relish.

“It’s a Demon Rat, be careful! Seeing one Demon Rat might mean there are possibly hundreds or thousands more!” Ghost Fang just warned in a low voice.

In the room, the giant Demon Rat suddenly twisted its head to look over, its eyes blood-red and filled with violence, with thick blood oozing continuously from its mouth and several black whiskers fluttering in the wind.

Its eyeballs rolled around.

It seemed to recognize that it was not a match for so many human beings and suddenly turned around, darting towards the shadows of the walls.

But before it could escape.

Hai Qing moved swiftly to restrain the Demon Rat, “Above us, they told us to capture as many of the creatures here as possible. The Demon Rat should be included, right?”

She looked toward Pei Jinye.

Pei Jinye nodded, “Catch.”

Hai Qing made her move, quickly enveloping the Demon Rat and tossing it into a storage bag.

Pei Jinye glanced at her storage bag.

Noting it wasn’t as large as his, he withdrew his gaze.

His eyes shifted, landing on the woman wearing armor on one side, whose clothes underneath were already torn…
A curtain hanging to the side fluttered back and forth in front of her with the wind, her chest flesh stiff and gnawed beyond recognition, one could even see the notch on half a heart.

“There’s a sword wound in her chest, she must have been dead for some years,” Ghost Fang said after a moment of silence.

Hai Qing stepped forward to pull down the curtain and covered it over the woman’s body.

“Burn it,” Pei Jinye said.

Hai Qing looked over.

Pei Jinye indicated, “Look at her fingernails, they have become sharp spikes. Without a doubt, this body has been contaminated. Not wanting to affect the outside, burn her. This room needs to be dealt with as well.”

After Pei Jinye’s reminder, everyone took notice of the woman’s fingers.

Hai Qing’s movement of holding the curtain froze.

“We’re really unlucky, this is an [Undead Corpse]!” Ghost Fang took a deep breath and said, “Hurry and clean up. If it weren’t for the Demon King’s reminder, we might all have been in trouble.”

Pei Jinye raised his eyebrows.

[Undead Corpse]?

It was then that Silver Art suddenly asked, “What is an [Undead Corpse]?”

Ghost Fang looked at her, and then said, “An [Undead Corpse] is a type of mutated contaminant, kind of like a virus. Once infected by it, you become something that is neither human nor ghost. An [Undead Corpse] is very strong and quick, and has an intense craving for blood… According to the intel we have now, the more people or animals they eat, the more they evolve and become stronger.”

Ghost Fang looked at the woman on the ground covered by the curtain and sighed, “Judging by this woman’s attire, she was probably an adventurer. She got contaminated by the virus and later was stabbed dead with a sword. But since no one burned her, I’m worried… there’s probably a large quantity of the virus in this room.”

Just as Ghost Fang finished speaking.

Three figures beside him backed away rapidly.

“…”

He turned his reproachful gaze back.

Pei Jinye, Silver Art, and even Hai Qing had already retreated outside.

Ghost Fang silently turned around.

“Legend has it that some people voluntarily become [Undead Corpses].”

“Why?” Silver Art, hiding behind Pei Jinye, asked curiously.

Ghost Fang glanced at her and then withdrew his gaze, taking a button from his pocket and slowly said, “Unable to resist the Devil’s temptation, they give up their own soul. Although they gain eternal life, they spend it only as minions of the Devil.”

“Devil?” Pei Jinye raised an eyebrow.

Ghost Fang nodded, “Legend has it that the [Undead Corpses] were created by some powerful being, but as to who, nobody knows. After so many years, with the Federation’s extermination, they’re rarely seen now. I’m quite surprised to encounter one here.”

Speaking with his back to Pei Jinye and the others, he said, “You guys shouldn’t worry either, it takes a bite from one, spreading through blood, to get infected. It can’t be transmitted through the air.”

“Oh,” Silver Art replied with a single word, moving even farther away.

Ghost Fang: “…”

After burning the scene.

He looked at Pei Jinye, “Demon King, with an [Undead Corpse] here, we may need to be more careful now. I’ll purify each of you now.”

He took out a lamp.

Its light enveloped them.

There was a crackling noise from everyone.

“That’s the sound of the virus being killed,” Ghost Fang said but paused because there wasn’t any sound of a virus being killed coming from Pei Jinye at all.

He instinctively looked up.

Pei Jinye averted his gaze, “Let’s keep moving.”

The group continued their search, eventually finding two more bodies, but fortunately, they didn’t show the traits of an [Undead Corpse].

They just followed the scent onward.

Before them was a supermarket overrun with vegetation, sunken in the middle, with several Undead Corpse bodies lying inside the entrance.

“Why are there so many Undead Corpses?” Ghost Fang’s face looked terrible.

This scene before their eyes probably indicated this place had become a paradise for the virus.

He took out a Sealing Object [Bathing Lamp] from his pocket again.

But just as he was about to activate it, Pei Jinye grabbed his arm.

“Hm?”

“Retreat,” Pei Jinye said in a low voice.

Silver Art was the first to retreat without any hesitation.

As if questioning Pei Jinye for even a second was an insult to both of them.

Seeing her retreat, Hai Qing also quickly followed away.

Ghost Fang was a step behind.

Almost instantly, the sound of something cutting through the air came from the darkness.

“Clang!” “Clang!” “Clang!” “Clang!”

A series of sparks flew.

Upon seeing Pei Jinye take action, Ghost Fang finally spotted the shattered fragments of poison darts on the ground and angrily drew his sword.

Head-on.

A figure wearing a ghost face mask emerged from the darkness.

“Who are you!” Ghost Fang narrowed his eyes and asked.

He hadn’t even noticed the other’s presence.

“Demon King, he seems to be imitating you,” Silver Art whispered as she tugged at the corner of Pei Jinye’s clothing, “but he’s not as tall as you, nor as ruthless.”

“…” Pei Jinye glanced at her.

You sure are strange.

The next second.

The opponent charged right at them.

The poison darts in his hand whistled through the air.

Ghost Fang roared and rushed forward.

His hands came together.

Unleashing a wild surge.

In the instant he sent the poison darts flying, the two of them were entangled in combat.

Pei Jinye paid no attention to the black-robed person, instead focusing on the end of the corridor.

Silver Art stood by his side and quietly asked, “Demon King, aren’t we going to help Ghost Fang?”

“No need, he can win,” Pei Jinye casually remarked, not taking the poison dart man opposite them seriously at all.

“Pff!”

The ground exploded.

A poisonous vine shot out.

As if it intended to pierce through Pei Jinye’s eye sockets.

But unexpectedly.

Pei Jinye simply reached out with his right hand and nonchalantly grabbed the vine.

The thorns on the vine couldn’t even penetrate the golden silk gloves on his palm.

“What kind of sneaky trick is this, die!”

Pei Jinye yanked hard.

The ground covered in vegetation instantly burst apart, and an enormous poisonous vine, with no chance to resist, was torn out by Pei Jinye’s pull.

Immediately after, a figure was yanked out.

“Restraint!”

A voice came from behind Pei Jinye.

The figure in mid-air was enveloped in a ring of light.

Pei Jinye reached out to grab it, his silent grip bringing two words into his opponent’s spiritual world.

“Enter dream.”

Hai Qing was about to step forward to investigate, but Silver Art pulled her back to retreat.

At the same time.

Two bullet holes appeared where they were standing.

Silver Art lifted her head to look.

A bullet had stopped in front of Pei Jinye’s forehead, as if blocked by some force.

Almost instantly.

The bullet ricocheted back out.

“Puchi.”

The sound of flesh being pierced rang out, followed by a muffled grunt, then a body hit the ground.

Seeing this, Hai Qing was shocked and quickly turned to look at Pei Jinye.

She had heard of the Demon King during her training, mostly through Silver Art.

And before coming here, Ghost Fang had mentioned the Demon King to her, mostly words of admiration and respect.

She hadn’t understood before.

But now… she seemed to grasp something.

Pei Jinye casually threw away the poison vine person in his hand.

A line of text appeared on his attribute panel.

[Adding Extraordinary Ability: Spirit·Vine]
[Adding Extraordinary Ability: Power of Vine]
He was indifferent to this new power.

Sword in hand.

He slashed fiercely.

The poison dart man entangled with Ghost Fang was immediately cleaved away.

“Bang!”

The wall was smashed open, and dust filled the air.

With a bewildered face, Ghost Fang turned to look, as Pei Jinye walked up to him unhurriedly: “The Holy Alliance has already made it here, and you all didn’t get a whiff of them? Go back and investigate this properly.”

Ghost Fang’s complexion changed.

Just as he was about to say something.

Pei Jinye had already stepped forward, foot stomping down.

“Crack!”

The neck of the poison dart man was instantly crushed.

Ghost Fang and Hai Qing shuddered at the scene.

Only Silver Art was accustomed to this.

“Demon King, they’re so poor,” she said, spreading her hands and handing over the spoils of their search to Pei Jinye.

“Indeed, poor,” Pei Jinye grimaced, disarming the enemy’s poison darts: “Only these things are worth any money. Let’s go, see what else good is waiting for us.”