Revenge Doesn't Wait for the Night

After Lin Ze's test, the death soldier's various data were similar to ordinary adult men, with a certain degree of autonomy.

Lin Ze sized up the death soldier and asked, stroking his chin.

"Can you cultivate?"

The answer to this question determined his next plan.

Although having death soldiers who were absolutely loyal to him was a wonderful thing.

But Lin Ze would not forget that the Dou Qi Continent was a fantasy world.

If the death soldiers could not cultivate, then with his current efficiency of producing two death soldiers per day, he might as well find a place to live a stable life.

The sturdy death soldier raised his hand and scratched his head.

"I'm not sure either."

Lin Ze thought for a moment and found a Cultivation Booklet from the room.

He had only started acting with the Mercenary Group after reaching Dou Qi Stage Four.

Before that, his parents occasionally took on commissions to hunt magical beasts and didn't have time to teach Lin Ze.

So, they wrote down the cultivation process, insights, and key points of the Dou Qi stages in the booklet.

Now, this booklet could be used for the death soldier to try.

"Try it and see if you can learn it yourself. You can ask me if you don't understand."

The sturdy death soldier took the booklet from Lin Ze's hand and began to read it. After a while, he sat cross-legged on the ground.

Lin Ze waited patiently.

After a long time, he finally saw the death soldier absorb a wisp of extremely thin Dou Qi from the outside.

Seeing this, a smile appeared on Lin Ze's face.

It was good that he could cultivate.

In this fantasy world, the gap between ordinary people and powerhouses was too vast.

A sufficient number of ordinary death soldiers could indeed deal with Dou Practitioners and Dou Masters, but what about Dou Kings and Dou Emperors?

A Dou King alone could soar through the sky, and before the quantity could reach a qualitative change, they were invincible.

Therefore, whether the death soldiers summoned by Lin Ze could cultivate was a very important factor.

Seeing the sturdy death soldier cultivating diligently, Lin Ze did not disturb him. Instead, he returned to the kitchen and absorbed all the remaining dried meat.

The Flesh Essence barely reached two units.

Seeing this, Lin Ze sighed slightly.

"What a pity, the Iron Blood Mercenary Group's stronghold was occupied by the Wolf Head Mercenary Group. Otherwise, there would be some monster corpses inside..."

Lin Ze shook his head and spent one unit of Flesh Essence to summon the last Death Soldier of the day.

He ordered the Death Soldier to cultivate first as well.

Lin Ze then began to explore the functions of the Bronze Mirror.

[Flesh Essence: 1/1 Unit] (Flesh Essence can summon Death Soldiers, upgrade Death Soldiers, and unlock functions.)

Looking at the content in the parentheses behind Flesh Essence, Lin Ze thought for a moment and focused his attention on the Flesh Essence.

Immediately, the text above changed.

[Consume one unit of Flesh Essence?]

Lin Ze thought about it. All the Death Soldiers he had projected today had been summoned.

The Flesh Essence consumed should be used to upgrade Death Soldiers or unlock functions?

Understanding this, Lin Ze no longer hesitated and mentally chanted to consume it.

[Consumed one unit of Flesh Essence, unlocked function: Resonance!]

[Resonance: Project lifeforms, resonate with each other. For every one hundred ordinary Death Soldiers owned, the Mirror Master and all Death Soldiers gain a 1% increase in Cultivation Speed!]

Seeing the function of Resonance, Lin Ze's breathing couldn't help but quicken slightly.

He had originally worried that his own aptitude would not be enough to support him in reaching the peak.

But now, seeing the function of Resonance, he only needed to continuously produce troops.

He could gain an extraordinary Cultivation Speed.

As long as he owned ten thousand ordinary Death Soldiers, he would gain an additional one hundred percent Cultivation Speed!

Moreover, Resonance likely had room for improvement.

After all, it was limited to ordinary Death Soldiers. Above ordinary Death Soldiers, there should be higher-tier Death Soldiers.

Higher-tier Death Soldiers should have different bonuses.

[Flesh Essence: 0/10 Units] (Flesh Essence can summon Death Soldiers, upgrade Death Soldiers, and unlock functions.)

"It seems that the next upgrade or unlock will require ten units of Flesh Essence..."

After fumbling around for a while longer, Lin Ze checked the sky. It was already close to dusk.

He patted his stomach, just about to find something to eat, when he heard the sound of kicking at the door from outside.

Bang bang bang!

The heavy sound and the creaking of the wooden door under the strain clearly indicated unwelcome visitors.

Lin Ze's home was a two-bedroom, one-living room unit with a small courtyard. He quickly walked to the living room, staring at the trembling wooden door, listening to the laughter and curses coming from outside.

"Brother Dali, there's no movement inside!"

"This kid was quite tough this morning, why is he silent now? Could he still be unconscious?"

"Haha, maybe he's faking it?"

"Heh, good for this kid if he knows what's good for him, otherwise he'll get a few beatings!"

Finally, a voice with an arrogant tone rang out.

Seeing that there was still no movement from inside the house, the people outside lost some of their enthusiasm.

They called out to each other, discussing where else they could go to have fun.

In the living room, Lin Ze listened to the voices of the group disappear, a flicker of sharpness and determination flashing in his eyes.

The Iron Blood Mercenary Group and the Wolf Head Mercenary Group were both in Qingshan Town, and as competitors, minor friction and conflicts between them were inevitable.

And the guy outside, whom his peers called Brother Dali, had a small conflict with Lin Ze before.

In that small conflict, neither side suffered any losses.

But it was that incident that made Liu Dali hate Lin Ze.

This morning, the Wolf Head Mercenary Group had forcibly occupied the Iron Blood Mercenary Group's base because that guy had repeatedly provoked him with his words, and Lin Ze had finally retaliated in anger.

He was then beaten up by Liu Dali and several mercenaries from the Wolf Head Mercenary Group.

Lin Ze felt the lingering pain of his injuries and slowly exhaled.

"Again and again, they press their advantage without mercy!"

Lin Ze returned to the bedroom and looked at the two Death Soldiers meditating on the floor, a smile appearing on his face.

"It's a good time to test the Bronze Mirror's control function!"

As the night deepened, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. The distant Magical Beast Mountain Range occasionally echoed with a few mournful beast roars.

Qingshan Town was as lively as ever. Mercenaries were a profession that licked blood from the edge of a blade, and many of them believed in living in the moment and enjoying the present.

Mercenaries hunted magical beasts during the day and then squandered gold coins wantonly in Qingshan Town at night.

On a small street, people walked arm in arm in twos and threes.

"Brother Dali, are we still going to cause trouble for that kid?"

"Go? Why wouldn't we?"

"That kid lost the Iron Blood Mercenary Group as his backer. Let's see if I don't toy him to death!"

Liu Dali said fiercely, his eyes filled with malice, tinged with drunkenness.

"But there's no rush. We'll take our time. When I get tired of playing with him, I'll deal with him..."

Before Liu Dali could finish speaking, he bumped into a sturdy figure.

"You blind? How dare you bump into me... Ugh!"

Before Liu Dali could finish his sentence, the sharp pain in his abdomen instantly cleared his head of all drunkenness!

He looked down and saw a short knife embedded in his abdomen.

The part of the blade left outside gleamed with a dark, profound color under the moonlight, clearly poisoned!

"Ugh... Save me..."

As the pain surged, Liu Dali rasped.

His companions around him finally snapped back to reality.

They hurriedly took out antidote medicine and looked towards the attacker.

Unfortunately, the attacker was extremely slippery.

After a successful strike, they immediately fled.

The companions were all drunk and slow to react. By the time they wanted to give chase, the figure had already disappeared into a dark alley.

Elsewhere, at Lin Ze's home.

Lin Ze, through the perspective of a death soldier, saw the scene of Liu Dali bleeding from his abdomen and falling to the ground. The pain in his own body immediately lessened considerably.

Revenge before dawn was a good habit!