Mu Wan concealed nothing, recounting every detail of the zombie race's history, from its birth to the present.
As her story unfolded, the expressions of those around her slowly changed.
Their initial disgust toward the zombies gradually turned to astonishment.
Finally... it became a trace of pity.
Even the elven warriors looked at Mu Wan and the others with considerably gentler eyes.
"Holy shit..."
After hearing her out, Zhang Yue couldn't help swearing.
"These artificial lifeforms are downright rotten!"
"How dare they hide something like this from the deity!"
"They haven't got a shred of humanity!"
"Fuck!"
No sooner had he spoken than a figure flashed to his side and clamped a hand firmly over his mouth.
"Zhang!"
"What nonsense are you spouting?"
The newcomer was a cultivator at Qi Refining Perfection.
At that moment, he had no time to scold Zhang Yue.
Instead, he cautiously glanced into the distance.
There, several artificial lifeforms were quietly replenishing their energy in a corner by the wall.
Only after seeing that they seemed to have no particular reaction did he quietly breathe a sigh of relief.
After all, Mechanical Civilization was currently the most powerful faction in the entire Divine Kingdom.
All the other factions depended on the vast quantities of intelligent weapons, battle armor, and assorted war equipment that Mechanical Civilization supplied.
If they truly offended Mechanical Civilization...
And their supplies were cut off afterward... they would be in one hell of a mess.
Realizing he had said the wrong thing, Zhang Yue looked embarrassed and hastily said, "Sorry, that came out wrong."
"You are...?"
"My designation is 4068."
The artificial lifeform spoke in a cold, mechanically synthesized voice. "We're on the same team."
"Oh, right!"
Zhang Yue hastily nodded.
"Sorry, you all look so much alike that I really have