Xu Qing stroked Lingrong's cute, soft little face.
Afterward, Xu Qing withdrew it into his body.
He intended to test his ability.
But he certainly couldn't do it here.
Xu Qing stood and stretched his limbs, and a series of crisp cracks immediately rang out from his bones.
After taking a deep breath, he vanished from the room.
On Parallel Earth,
Xu Qing entered the room without lingering and headed straight out of the living room.
Soon, Xu Qing found a lone zombie outside.
With a thought, he activated his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul. A Blue Silver Grass vine shot out like a green snake, firmly bound the zombie, and dragged it into a corner by the wall.
Roar-!
At the sight of Xu Qing, the zombie kept roaring and struggled violently to break free.
But after several enhancements, the toughness of the Blue Silver Grass was already worlds apart from before. The zombie couldn't break free at all.
Xu Qing rubbed his hands together, a hint of a smile in his eyes. "Next, I'll test it on you. Sorry, brother."
As his words fell, two deep Yellow Soul Rings slowly rose from beneath his feet and circled behind him.
First Soul Skill-Spore Demon Puppet!
As his First Soul Ring flickered slightly, a pale green glow instantly enveloped the bound zombie. Countless tiny Blue Silver Spores invaded through its rotting flesh, growing, spreading, penetrating, and burrowing deep into its body and brain.
In an instant, an extremely subtle mental connection quietly formed between Xu Qing's consciousness and the zombie.
It really works.
After learning what his First Soul Skill did, Xu Qing had come up with this idea.
Since his Spore Demon Puppet could turn its hosts into puppets, could it do the same to zombies? Besides, a zombie was already walking dead without any intelligence. Even if his spores failed to invade its nerves, the mental backlash he could suffer would be pitifully small.
Xu Qing looked at the zombie before him, its body covered in countless tiny vines, and stepped farther back before withdrawing the Blue Silver Grass entwined around it.
The zombie stood motionless, like an upright corpse.
"It's not moving. Did it fail?"
Still, Xu Qing could indeed sense that the zombie seemed to have formed some kind of connection with him.
He instinctively followed that sensation, trying to control the zombie.
Soon, Xu Qing's consciousness was drawn along, and his vision dimmed slightly.
In just four seconds, the switch in consciousness was complete.
He opened his eyes. What he raised were not his own hands, but a pair of sharp claws, and a powerful stench hit him in the face.
This... this is the zombie's body.
Shit!
Did I transmigrate again?!
And into a zombie, at that.
But soon, Xu Qing controlled the zombie and slowly raised its head, seeing his original body not far away, standing blankly in place with vacant eyes.
"Thank goodness! Thank goodness!"
Xu Qing immediately relaxed.
But curiosity soon filled his heart.
So this is a zombie's perspective.
Xu Qing tried to speak, only to discover that he could produce nothing but a hoarse roar.
Forget it!
Xu Qing lifted his left leg and took a step forward. Just as he tried to lift his right leg, he lost his balance and fell straight to the ground.
A white bead immediately rolled out.
Shit, why is it so flimsy?
Xu Qing could only climb to his feet, approach the bead, pick it up, and stuff it back into the eye socket.
After a while, Xu Qing took one step, then two, gradually growing familiar with this shell.
Then he controlled the zombie and began doing the broadcast calisthenics for primary and secondary school students. One, da-da, two, da-da, three, da-da, four, da-da.
After finishing a set of exercises, Xu Qing immediately felt that the body moved much more smoothly. But this neck... He raised a hand and twisted the zombie's head, its neck making a clicking sound. Much better.
Apart from the foul smell, there didn't seem to be any other problems.
Xu Qing pinched his chin and pondered silently. How do I get back into my own body? The instant the thought arose, his consciousness returned to his body.
Looking at the zombie again, he saw that without his consciousness controlling it, it stood rigidly in place, as though its soul had been drawn out.
Xu Qing thought for a moment, then tried separating out a thread of mental intent to control it.
He raised his hand, and the zombie in the distance raised its hand in sync; he crouched and jumped, and the zombie followed suit, performing the movements in one fluid sequence.
"This is interesting."
Xu Qing stopped moving his own body and used his thoughts to make the zombie raise its hands and kick its legs. The zombie quickly carried out each action as he intended.
It really works.
In that case... I've got it!
Xu Qing took his large chopping blade from his storage ring, tossed it over, and controlled the zombie to catch it. But the instant the zombie's hand touched the hilt, the momentum of the heavy blade threw it off balance, sending it crashing to the ground.
Xu Qing frowned slightly and urged his mental intent, controlling the zombie to climb up from the ground.
The zombie tried to raise its arms, exerting strength with both, but could only lift the large chopping blade slightly, unable to move it any farther upward.
Xu Qing covered his face with one hand!
Miscalculated!
Xu Qing controlled the zombie to release the large blade, walked over himself, took out a rag to wipe the hilt clean, and then returned the blade to his storage ring.
Xu Qing looked at the zombie before him, intending to squeeze out its last bit of value.
He would test the extent of his control.
He separated out a thread of consciousness and connected it to the zombie's body, leaving the vast majority of his consciousness in his own body.
Then he controlled the zombie to walk out of the alley, observing its surroundings through its eyes the entire time.
Several ordinary zombies wandered along the way. Sensing the presence of their own kind, they didn't attack.
Their inaction didn't mean a sneaky bastard like Xu Qing would let them off.
He controlled the zombie to pull a thick steel bar from beside the wall and hefted it in his hand. The material seemed decent. Then "Xu Qing" went straight up and killed a zombie with a blunt strike, took out its crystal core, and stored it at his waist.
Then he continued controlling the zombie and walked into a supermarket ahead.
The supermarket was underground, and with no electricity, the light inside abruptly dimmed. Suddenly, a piercing screech came from overhead!
Not good!
The next instant, an enormous black feral cat lunged down from above. "Xu Qing" immediately dodged sideways at the sight, but its sharp claws still left five deep gashes across the zombie's chest in an instant. Bluish-green blood slowly flowed from the wounds, but "Xu Qing" felt no pain.
The black cat landed steadily and licked the blood from its claws, its cold eyes fixed on "Xu Qing" ahead as though staring at prey.
Unafraid, Xu Qing controlled the zombie to tighten its grip on the steel bar and stared the giant black cat head-on.
The next second, the black cat pushed off with its hind legs and lunged ferociously.
"Xu Qing" immediately controlled the zombie to kick out, but he had forgotten that this was only an ordinary zombie's body, not his own.
The kick only shifted the black cat's trajectory slightly, unable to stop its attack at all.
The next second, the black cat pounced hard onto the zombie's face, opening its jaws to bite down on its neck.
"Xu Qing" immediately controlled the zombie to raise its sharp claws and stab back viciously, piercing straight through the black cat's soft chest and belly. Following through with the force of the thrust, he grabbed the back of the black cat's neck, tore it off him, and slammed it heavily onto the ground.
"Xu Qing" moved his neck. Fortunately, the nerves hadn't been damaged.
He lowered his head to look at the fallen black cat, his gray-white eyes settling calmly on it, then took out a small knife and cut at its skull.
But the small knife actually couldn't pierce its hard skull.
Of course, this little obstacle couldn't stump "Xu Qing." He cut in directly through the back of the black cat's neck and soon dug out a white crystal core tinged with yellow.
"Almost level two? No wonder you had that kind of speed. If it had been a real person, you really would have succeeded!"
Afterward, "Xu Qing" paid no more attention to the corpse. After all, in this world overrun with zombies, corpses were the last thing in short supply. He continued forward.
After "Xu Qing" left, several mutated feral cats emerged from the dim world, approached the black cat's corpse, and began tearing into it.
Before long, he saw a thin little girl beside a shelf.
More precisely, it was a little girl who had already become a zombie. She seemed to be trapped in a shopping cart.
But just as he was about to deal with her, "Xu Qing" suddenly found that he couldn't bring himself to do it, no matter what.