Su Ming had intended to give Zheng Xian an out. He would let the matter of Zheng Xian tracking him slide. After all, the man had some conscience and knew to come out and help.
Zheng Xian had lived for centuries and was no fool. Once they had a topic, he began telling Deathstroke all sorts of things about zombies.
This was rather fresh. Su Ming truly did not know what S.P.E.A.R. usually kept busy with. The two listened to the opera in the darkness as they moved closer to the Vampires.
"You have no idea. Back in '53, a Drought Demon appeared in the south. Killing it wasn't difficult, but when a zombie of that level emerged, the changes it caused in heaven and earth were the real headache. The Yangtze River basin suffered drought and little rain, and things didn't improve until the end of last year. That was a full three years."
Zheng Xian began pouring out his grievances. When a Drought Demon emerged, it scorched the land for a thousand miles and lasted three years. It was exactly as the ancient texts described.
Su Ming tilted his head and lowered his voice. "Don't you find it strange that a Drought Demon suddenly appeared?"
"Who else but those tomb raiders? They kept digging everywhere and woke up the corpse." Zheng Xian spoke helplessly. Naturally, he had investigated the cause, and the explanation seemed logically sound.
Tomb robbers had dug up their ancestors' graves. Were they supposed to forbid the person in the coffin from getting angry?
"This is rather strange. I know a little about zombies too. Aside from early texts like the Classic of Mountains and Seas and the Classic of Divine Wonders, which treated them as gods, every description of Drought Demons after the Han