Return to the City

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Standing by the open, mottled car door of the graveyard, Gu Su subconsciously stopped and raised his eyes to slowly scan inside. The moment his gaze touched the scene within, he couldn't help but slightly stiffen.

How long had it been? This graveyard had undergone a tremendous change.

The most obvious change was the size of the graveyard, which had visibly expanded by at least half. The previously compact layout had become much more spacious.

The sparse, withered trees that had clung tightly to the dilapidated outer wall were now neatly gathered in the rear area of the graveyard.

With intertwined branches and swaying withered shadows, they had gradually formed a small grove of deadwood. A faint Yin energy lingered among the leaves, and the wind rustling through the branches sounded like soft whispers, yet it was orderly and well-arranged.

Beneath the dense shade of the deadwood grove, two brand-new empty graves had been dug. These empty graves were distinctly different from the previous ones.

Although the simple tombstones were blank, they had already been erected, indicating that these empty graves had a predetermined purpose.

This was clearly a new addition after the territory's expansion, echoing the existing empty graves in the graveyard and forming a special burial area.

Gu Su's gaze slowly moved, shifting away from the deadwood grove and the new empty graves, finally settling on the position near the city gate by the dilapidated outer wall.

On the ground here lay a faded, yellowed piece of rough cloth, upon which a few small items were casually placed.

Gu Su recognized it with a single glance: this was the Level 1 Yin Soul shop he had chosen to convert at the gas station. He had never expected the shop to be so rudimentary.

It was so simple it was almost shabby, lacking even a proper counter or shelves, let alone a shopkeeper.

It was far from the image he had envisioned, even with a simple counter. A hint of surprise flickered through his mind.

But now was not the time to dwell on these things.

Gu Su turned to the skeletons behind him, who were carrying and pushing various supplies, and gave a low command: "Bring everything in and sort it out. Don't just pile it up. Put the wood and metal by the wall, and the corpses next to the empty graves."

The skeletons all nodded in unison and orderly pushed carts filled with gold coins and miscellaneous items, carrying bundles of branches and wooden planks, following Gu Su as he slowly walked into the graveyard.

After instructing the skeletons to move the supplies, Gu Su didn't leave immediately. Instead, he walked straight to the rudimentary Yin Soul shop.

He slowly squatted down, his gaze carefully sweeping over each item placed on the tattered cloth. His fingertips unconsciously brushed over these items.

Just as the system had previously indicated, due to the influence of the corrupted mycelium, all the items in the shop exuded a strong aura of undeath and Yin energy. Their dark colors and strange patterns perfectly matched the overall style of the graveyard, creating no sense of disharmony.

There were three items on the cloth, each exuding an eerie aura.

A box containing six white candles. The candles emitted a faint Yin energy, and a cool chill could be felt when one got close.

A section of an incomplete thigh bone. The bone surface was covered with fine bite marks, and the edges still retained some blackened traces, emitting a heavy, strange aura.

And a rusty long sword. The blade was dull and covered in dark red rust, yet a faint residual killing intent could be felt, clearly indicating it had been stained with a lot of blood.

Gu Su reached out and gently nudged each item, and system prompts appeared one after another.

All three items were of white quality, as he had expected.

[Soul Gathering Candle (White): Candles used in funeral rites, can guide the way for the undead and gather Yin energy. More effective at night. (Price: 6 Gold Coins)]

[Gnawed Leg Bone (White): A leg bone gnawed by something. Although it doesn't have much blood essence, it carries a heavy resentment. (Price: 2 Gold Coins)]

[Rusted Long Sword (White): A long sword that has killed many people. Its owner died in battle, and it slowly rusted to its current state. (Price: 2 Gold Coins)]

Gu Su quickly read the descriptions of each item and had a clear understanding.

The Soul Gathering Candles could be used to assist the Yin fire pile in gathering Yin energy, accelerating its accumulation, and were more effective at night.

The Gnawed Leg Bone, carrying heavy resentment, was perfect for feeding the Ghost Tree, helping it to speed up its repair progress.

Although the Rusted Long Sword was in poor condition, it could serve as a temporary weapon for ordinary skeletons without one. It was better than nothing. When it was no longer useful, it could be inserted into the Ghost Tree to serve as energy for its repair, making it a dual-purpose item.

Although all were of white quality, each had its own unique use and was extremely cost-effective.

Without any hesitation, he reached into his pocket and took out ten golden coins, placing them gently on the worn cloth. Then, he picked up all three items.

After doing so, Gu Su slowly stood up and walked towards his own simple, dilapidated tent.

As he walked, he turned to the skeletons busy moving supplies behind him and issued clear instructions: "Carefully move the Harpy Chieftain's corpse to Empty Grave Number Three. Don't damage the body. As for that Oil Tank Centipede..."

Before he could finish speaking, a bizarre scene suddenly unfolded before his eyes.

The Oil Tank Centipede remains, being carried by two elite skeletons, had just been dragged through the graveyard gate. Before they could even put it down, it was as if it were being pulled by an invisible force from the ground, rapidly merging into the black soil beneath their feet.

In the blink of an eye, this massive thing, over ten meters long, vanished without a trace, leaving behind not even a drop of black oil or a single burnt remnant, as if it had never existed.

Gu Su froze for a moment, his steps instantly stopping. A fleeting look of bewilderment flashed in his eyes, but he quickly reacted, a hint of understanding dawning in his gaze.

The graveyard had taken a liking to the items he had brought in.

Gu Su ignored the skeletons and directly commanded: "Immediately process all the supplies brought back this time. Leave all items that can be processed separately, awaiting my further instructions. Do not process them without authorization."

This was a command to the graveyard.

As his words fell, a series of rapid system prompts sounded in his ears, clearly reporting the conversion status of the returned supplies. He heard each one distinctly:

[Collected a large amount of branches, can be converted into 8 units of wood.]

[Collected a large amount of complete wooden planks, can be converted into 6 units of wood.]

[Collected intact angle iron, can be converted into 5 units of metal.]

[Collected a large amount of thatch, can be converted into 3 units of wood.]

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[Collected a large amount of feathers, can be converted into 9 Gold Coins, or processed separately.]

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