Chapter 323 - 162: "Why Use a Butcher’s Knife to Kill a Chicken?

Chapter 323: Chapter 162: "Why Use a Butcher’s Knife to Kill a Chicken?

Of course.

The corpses needed to be somewhat intact.

At least, mostly intact.

The Ghost Object corpses he had previously sent to the Sacrificial Tower all had to be dissected to extract anything valuable. But at least that was just skinning and deboning, which wasn’t considered going too far.

The dismembered limbs and fragments left behind by the Godslaying Cannons, however, were a different story.

They were completely mangled.

These corpses couldn’t be sent to the Sacrificial Tower for sacrifice. They could only be collected and buried in the Farmland as fertilizer.

When the enemies weren’t particularly strong,

the Godslaying Cannons were actually a detriment.

It was a net loss.

The hundreds of thousands of Ghost Object corpses obliterated by the Godslaying Cannons couldn’t be used for sacrifice. As for the skin dropped by the Meat Worm Ghost, that didn’t count as a corpse in the first place and was also useless for sacrifice.

...

Chen Fan stood on the City Wall, looking down at the group of Ghost Objects below.

There weren’t too many of them.

Just right...

"Shao Qiu, Zhou Mo, come here."

Soon—

The two of them rode out from Mortal City on Skeleton Horses, quickly reached the base of the City Wall, and ascended rapidly via a Max Level Suspended Basket.

That’s right.

He had installed quite a few Max Level Suspended Baskets along the middle section of the wall.

In fact, this was the proper way to use the Suspended Baskets.

His High-speed Rail was a product of pure happenstance. Normally, they weren’t supposed to be used like that.

"Domain Lord."

"Domain Lord."

"Mm."

Chen Fan gave a slight nod and looked at the two of them. "Some Ghost Objects have appeared at the base of the City Wall. There aren’t too many. I want the Dark Pavilion and the Battle Pavilion to lead a team to clear them out. Try to keep the corpses whole."

"Your Identity Tokens have been granted activation authority for the Rainy Season Defense Line’s walls and turrets below."

"If the situation becomes critical,"

"you can activate the turrets at any time."

"Understood!"

The two of them straightened their expressions and nodded in unison.

Using Cultivators to fight Ghost Objects was an unrealistic proposition. A Level 2 or Level 3 Cultivator would have trouble fighting even a single Low Level Ghost Object.

The two were not in the same league.

But—

over the past year, the Mortal Realm’s Dark Pavilion and Battle Pavilion had been training frequently in the Yunling Pavilion. Their overall Cultivation had reached Level 6-7, so they could handle a small number of Low Level Ghost Objects.

Besides, they had a fallback plan.

It would serve as combat practice, and they could collect some Ghost Object corpses in the process.

After arranging all this, Chen Fan walked down from the City Wall and headed toward Nameless Mountain.

...

「Mortal Realm, Nameless Mountain, Camp One.」

Just as he had during the last rainy season, Chen Fan sat on the City Wall, checking his panel.

The construction cost for the Rebirth Tower wasn’t high.

But upgrading it...

was a bit difficult.

「ps: Upgrading to Level 2 requires eliminating 100 unexpected factors.」

It didn’t require any Ghost Stones.

Nor did it need any Heavenly and Earthly Treasures.

It only required eliminating 100 unexpected factors. But he felt it would be easier to just use Ghost Stones to upgrade. So far, he had only eliminated 48.

As things stood,

it seemed the only way to meet the upgrade requirement was to kill Mourning Ghosts.

He was quite curious to see the Rebirth Tower’s Max Level Effect, and also how many levels it took for a Blue Level building to reach Max Level.

Afterward,

he looked at the information on the other Ghost Fires on his panel.

These were the Ghost Fires installed at the various stations along the High-speed Rail line. With the rainy season’s arrival, all deployed Mortal Realm Members had been recalled to stay within the Mortal Realm.

This included the families of the Mortal Realm’s non-official members. Based on the information in the members’ files, all who could be found were brought into the Mortal Realm.

Even if they were only non-official members,

since they worked for the Mortal Realm, their families’ safety had to be protected.

There weren’t many of them in total.

Ordinary people couldn’t afford Sound Transmission Talismans.

In these chaotic times, people were nomadic and had no means of communication.

If they were separated by a Ghost Tide or some other accident, they might never see each other again for the rest of their lives. Even if their family members survived, most were scattered and lost.

The phrase "starting a family" was reserved for those in large factions.

Ordinary people didn’t start families; they just shacked up to get by.

A woman one found might have had a husband in a previous city. They weren’t separated, just lost from each other. If one day the old husband showed up, then all three would just have to live together.

This sort of thing wasn’t exactly common, but it wasn’t rare either.

And now—

none of the Ghost Fires placed outside the Mortal Realm along the High-speed Rail line had been extinguished yet. For now, the High-speed Rail line was still safe and undamaged.

But the rainy season would last for a month.

After that, there were no guarantees.

The High-speed Rail had ceased operations for the rainy season.

Chen Fan sat on the City Wall, a heavy coat draped over him, gazing at the downpour outside the cave that looked like a gray mist. He leaned back in his chair, appreciating it. His state of mind had changed, and so had the scenery he saw.

Before, during the rainy season, he always wished for it to pass quickly.

Now, he found the rain rather beautiful.

...

The arrival of the rainy season in Jiangbei forced the Mortal Realm to halt all development for a month and enter a state of war, hiding behind the City Walls in constant vigilance against a potential Ghost Tide.

But—

over on the New Continent, work continued at a feverish pace.

Night fell.

The moment darkness descended upon the Eternal Night Continent, the sky over the New Continent darkened as well.

"What’s that..."

Lame Monkey was sitting on the City Wall of New Continent Base One, counting the Ghost Stones mined that day. He subconsciously looked up and suddenly froze.

The eternal night descended.

The Ghost Fire within New Continent Base One emitted a pale Yellow light, like an eggshell, enveloping the entire city.

Normally, when he looked out at this time, he would see nothing but an extremely dense and viscous darkness.

But—

when he glanced up, he discovered an endless, immensely long streak of... eerie green light within the dense darkness.