Fang Heng tried to twist his stiff arm.
His coordination was much better than it had been as a skeleton, but he still couldn't speak, only emitting low, guttural growls.
He scanned his surroundings.
His vision remained as blurry as before, with the entire world covered in a thick mosaic.
He could vaguely make out that he was inside a stone chamber, with coffins lined up vertically along the walls.
He had just emerged from one of those coffins.
Nearby, two similar zombie creatures approached him, transmitting a mental link.
It was indeed Li Shaoqiang and Tan Shuo.
"Mr. Fang, how's it going?"
Li Shaoqiang asked enthusiastically.
He felt that this was a great opportunity to advance his necromancy skills. Compared to the various missions he had undertaken in the past, this one seemed particularly easy and enjoyable!
"Since we're here, we might as well make the most of it."
