Days passed as he wandered through the plains, searching for a way to find the Zombie Alliance. Although thinking with a tainted mind was difficult, he never gave up. He knew that the first step in doing anything was the hardest part.
As he roamed the forgotten forest, lost spirits scolded him. Burial mounds cursed him, and wild animals condemned him.
Zombies were a lowly species that no one tolerated. Even a mutated zombie like Fang Yuan was no exception. Animals could easily sense the aura of death and avoided contact with it.
A deceptive mist that wove through the plain slowly crept under his feet. Sometimes it took the shape of a hand, grabbing his leg and slowing his movement.
Endless swamps lay in wait along his path, ready to send him to the heart of the earth. Relentless downpours gave him no respite, and crashing lightning robbed him of sleep.
Rejected from everywhere, he finally found a hole at the base of a hill. There lay an old burial mound that had been forgotten over the years. Bai Mo crawled into the small hole and hid in its darkness.
The hole led to a grave where a corpse was buried. Its wooden coffin had rotted, leaving only a few broken bones.
Even though absolute darkness ruled the crypt, Bai Mo could see everything clearly, another feature of a zombie's body.
In the middle of the night, when only the sounds of owls and cicadas could be heard, Bai Mo heard an unusual scream. It sounded like someone was running very fast and constantly stumbling. Although becoming a zombie had many drawbacks, it wasn't without its perks. Zombies didn't feel pain or fear, didn't rejoice or cry, but they had sharp senses, which were especially heightened at night.
He crawled out of the burial mound and hid among the underbrush.
A zombie was chasing a terrified merchant, stumbling as it tried to catch him.
Bai Mo saw the rampaging zombie and suddenly had an idea. What if he could obtain the thoughts he needed from living humans? He thought about it and came to a conclusion. He could obtain the thoughts he needed by eating human brains!
This solution, though temporary, could make a significant difference. This way, Bai Mo's reasoning power would somewhat return, and he could recover the thoughts consumed by his will.
Although this hypothesis wasn't certain, it was worth trying. With the body of a mutated zombie and many thoughts, he could more easily find the Zombie Alliance.
The moonlight emerged from behind the clouds, spreading its cold light over the sleeping world. Bai Mo raised his right hand, which suddenly turned black and elongated, his nails grew longer, and the green of his eyes shone in the darkness of the night.
The greatest weakness of zombies was their lack of thought. In the process of becoming a zombie, the brain decayed, and this decay shattered any will. According to historical records, the first zombie was created by an alchemist. Although there were legends about immortal beings before him, he was the first to publicly turn himself into a zombie using modern methods.
Zombies were originally people who feared death. Those who wanted to live at any cost bought eternal life by sacrificing their humanity. Although everything went well initially, zombies gradually lost their minds and caused rivers of blood. This madness led to the process of becoming a zombie being recognized as forbidden knowledge.
However, not all zombies lacked the ability to think. If someone with a very powerful cultivation base turned themselves into a zombie, they could keep their mind from decaying. However, since all the body's organs were decaying and the heart wasn't beating, the Qi of life could only keep the mind intact for a limited time. Therefore, keeping the brain intact was practically impossible.
However, Bai Mo's case was different; he was an external force. A very powerful will that could maintain the balance of the Qi of life and death. But for this, he needed thoughts, and zombies had limited thoughts. Bai Mo had Fang Yuan's body, a Gu cultivator, so the Thought Gu could help him achieve this goal. However, at this moment, this Gu was out of his reach.
When he reached the merchant, he decapitated him with one blow. The merchant's head spun in the air, but before it hit the ground, Bai Mo split it in half and extracted the brain.
He grabbed the brain in mid-air. Its fatty tissue oozed between his long, slender fingers. But just as he was about to eat the brain, the zombie attacked him.
Bai Mo twisted his body and dodged. At the same time, he swallowed the brain and looked over his shoulder at the zombie lying on the ground.
"My guess was right, I can obtain thoughts this way, but the thoughts obtained are not impressive at all…" he said with a somber tone.
"It's like filling a bucket with drops of water… but at least I confirmed this method works; no matter how little, even seven seas are made up of infinite drops, so if one drop doesn't satisfy me, I just need to gather more drops; small drops together can form the largest oceans!" Then he kicked the zombie, severing its head, and sighed.
He glanced at the severed zombie head still rolling on the ground. Then he coated his fist with the aura of death and exploded the zombie's body. After that, he went to the merchant's corpse, searched his clothes meticulously, and found something very valuable.
"This merchant must be from a large trading group; a storage ring isn't something just anyone has."
Although Fang Yuan's body had an immortal aperture, finding a storage ring would help him keep this fact hidden. This way, he could use this advantage. Bai Mo examined the storage ring he had found in the merchant's pocket.
"Gold coins and even spirit stones!!! Interesting… very interesting… but for now, I need the gold coins and this old robe more than the spirit stones."
Then he turned to the zombie's head lying under an old tree. He picked it up and suppressed it with his will. When he extracted most of the aura of death from the zombie's head, its regeneration power significantly decreased; this bought him some time to use this zombie to his advantage with a well-thought-out plan.