The Great Worm Lich

The goodwill shown by the sea beast made the hunting aborigines’ leader feel extremely grateful. Turning around, he pointed towards the distant forest. “Respected Son of the Sea, our ancestral tribe is under that foothill…”

“That’s good, I will take the prey back to your tribe after a while.” Zhang Lisheng looked at the direction of the aborigine’s finger and noticed that there was nothing other than foliage. He could not see any shadow of a mountain as he looked towards the horizon. However, he still spoke in affirmation.

The reason why the young man did so was, of course, not because he was too bored and really cared whether these supernatural realm’s aborigines would starve or not. Rather, he wanted to know just how effective the Eternal Comprehension Spell was, and until what level this so-called free communication would allow him to go.

In fact, countless unnecessary disputes usually stem from the difference in communication between the two parties. In this era where the supernatural realm’s door was constantly emerging on Earth, it went without saying just how valuable the ability to communicate with all intelligent creatures was. It was absolutely necessary for him to know as much as possible about it in the shortest time possible.

Now that they obtained the sea beast’s word to help them in their hunting, the aborigines beside him were filled with joy. The speed at which they ate their meat became greatly accelerated as well.

Not long after, the aborigines who became full one after another began to open a utensil that resembled a brown bark-like bamboo tied at their waists and drank a few mouthfuls of cool spring water before standing up from the ground as they conversed with each other.

Seeing how the aborigines were full now, Zhang Lisheng walked up to the Black-skinned Soilbull that still had over 90% of its meat left and took hold of both of its front legs, before lifting it up above his shoulder. He tried to take two steps and realized that he could still support it, so he shouted out loud, “Forest people, lead the way. Let us set off to your tribe.”

“Wholalala…. The brave and mighty Son of the Sea, you must be one of the strongest among all the sea’s sons. The people of the Tudenan tribe applaud you…” Seeing how Zhang Lisheng was drenched in the dark blood continuously dripping from the beast’s huge body while dragging this giant thing as he gradually walked forward, the aborigines were first stunned before cheering in unison.

Two to three young people among them, who acted as scouts, immediately jumped out and scrambled to become his guide, leading Zhang Lisheng. They gradually walked through the forest and returned to the aboriginal tribe.

This aboriginal tribe was located in a small mountain basin hidden within the forest, beside a mountain spring near a small waterfall. Due to the limited water resource, the population of the entire tribe was fewer than 2000 people. All of them stayed in low houses made from tree bark.

Strangely, this tribe already had simple and original artisans, such as blacksmiths, weapon manufacturers, leather manufacturers, and so on. Not only that, but they also had a long history recorded on bark paper.

When Zhang Lisheng dragged the huge Black-skinned Soilbull back to the tribe, he was warmly welcomed by all of the remaining members in the indigenous tribe.

As the fake ‘Son of the Ocean’ and the friend who took the initiative to express kindness to the Tudenan tribesmen, he was even invited by the tribal head to enter the largest bark house next to a totem pole and saw the book of history exclusively belonging to the Tudenan tribe inside.

Sitting on the furry hide while looking at this thick book mostly filled with colorful beast drawings and also some cuneiform characters among it, Zhang Lisheng noticed that the drawings in the book were very similar to the carvings on the totem. Not only that, but he also naturally came to understand the meaning of the words written in the book.

The wonderful ability of the Eternal Comprehension Spell made the young man’s face unwittingly reveal a smile filled with satisfaction.

Seeing the excitement of the sea beast, the old wrinkled Tudenan’s tribal head who had been seemingly drowsy just now suddenly asked, “Dear respected Son of the Sea, I wonder if you’re willing to leave behind your own portraits in the book of the history of our Tudenan tribesmen?”

The request of the tribal headman elicited a horrified expression from the warrior guarding beside them. However, the moment he recalled the baffling scene of how Zhang Lisheng was covered in fresh blood while taking big strides, carrying the giant beast’s body into the tribe, loosened his tensed expression. He remembered how the tribal warriors who went hunting said it was this sea beast in front of them who killed the Black-skinned Soilbull all by himself. Since the gigantic palm print on the beast’s abdomen was the only fatal wound on it, and upon remembering how the Tudenan tribe, that had already experienced 1750 winters, was once widely known among all Hellfire people, the warrior lowered his head without a word and regained his respectful look once again.

“Leaving behind an image? Can I do that?” Upon hearing the tribal headman’s words, Zhang Lisheng, who did not know what it meant by leaving his name on the Hellfire’s tribe book, casually asked.

Of course, if he added his portrait in the Tudenan tribesmen’s book of history, he would come to possess the right to enjoy the tribe’s offering and the obligation to protect the tribe

“Of course you can, oh mighty Son of the Sea. As long as you’re willing to, I can draw a portrait of you right away.”

“Are you a painter too, Chief Lula Luki? In that case, I’ll be honored.” Zhang Lisheng smiled in a strange manner and handed the bark book that he had finished flipping back to the old tribal headman.

The headman took the book and carefully took out a bark paper of poor quality from a wooden box placed on the central altar above the seat of honor in the bark house. Then, he dipped his finger in some colorful poisonous insect blood before drawing on the paper, vividly painting Zhang Lisheng’s appearance after his transformation.

“Dear respected Son of the Sea, what is your real name?”

“Zhang Lisheng.” The young man originally wanted to forge a fake name for the old hoary aborigine in front of him, but his real Mandarin name blurted out from his mouth instead.

Such an inexplicable situation made Zhang Lisheng stunned, as a bad premonition rose from his heart. Right at this moment, the Tudenan tribe headman had already dexterously pasted the bark paper depicting his portrait on the book of the history of the tribe. On top of that, he even wrote a few words in Hellfire language that had a similar enunciation with the name ‘Zhang Lisheng’.

After that, the old man sat on the ground and buried his head deep in his chest. “Zhang Lisheng, the guardian of the tribe. May you protect the Tudenan to always remain forever.”

At this time, the warrior behind the head also kneeled down on his knees while holding his long spear, before bowing his head towards Zhang Lisheng.

It was a good thing that other than changing their attitude from being respectful to become submissive towards Zhang Lisheng, no other strange things took place at all. Zhang Lisheng’s heart that hoisted high could finally relax.

However, the unknown is always scary. Despite his relief, he still made up his mind to decide on two things right away—First, he would never agree to some strange requests he did not understand, be it on supernatural realm or on Earth. Second, he needed to leave the Tudenan tribe now!

“Chief Lula Luki, I heard the voice of the wind messenger. That is the sea summoning me…” The young man made up something random and quickly ran out of the bark house. Without so much as glancing at the warriors who were waiting for him outside of the house to continue their hunting, he abruptly leaped up with all his might.

The leap was more than ten meters high and nearly 100 meters away. In the midst of the stunned gaze of the aborigines, it only took Zhang Lisheng a few leaps before disappearing into the depths of the forest.

It was already in the evening. After the young man leaped with all of his might for a few minutes after making sure of his direction, he crashed into hundreds of giant trees before coming to the beach where the Elizabeth Holiday had been stranded before.

Looking up at the sky, Zhang Lisheng made note of the position of the bright stars in the southwest direction of the sky and memorized them in his heart. Then, he commanded the wyrm dragon, who had been following him, to expand. Riding on the wizard gu, he soared up to the sky and parted a few clouds, before flying deeper into the sky above the sea.

Relying on the guide from the astrological signs, the young man commanded the wyrm dragon to keep flying in the same direction. However, he constantly adjusted the angle of his flight, twisting and turning as they moved forward in the shape of a fan. Finally, when the dawn was about to arrive, he could hear a vague car horn sound from the distance.

“I’m out! I’m out of the supernatural realm and back on Earth!” Zhang Lisheng muttered in pleasant surprise in the midst of the clouds of small electric currents.

He bulged out his eyes to have a clear look at the direction of the horn. Finally, he found a subtle ray of light slowly drifting on the vast ocean.

Now that he had had a target, the young man soon commanded the wyrm dragon to follow the light and came to the brightly lit Queens Harbor in New York. Then, he proceeded to fly out of the city along the coastline. More than ten minutes later, he saw his huge factory standing in the suburbs of New York.

“I’m finally back!” Breathing a long sigh midair, Zhang Lisheng shrank his body to become less than 20 cm and jumped directly into the sea from the wizard gu.

After swimming ashore, he cautiously sneaked into the new LS slaughterhouse, opened the door with his fingerprint and pupils before finally returning to his office.

In the last darkness before dawn, the young man returned his body size to normal and took a hot shower in the bathroom before changing into a new set of clothes.

After he had recovered his look of a civilized person, he took his phone and key from the desk and turned to walk out from the office.

At this time, the sun had risen slowly on the horizon. Before he got onto the car, Zhang Lisheng realized that the inside of his factory had suddenly been plastered with posters for the Republican campaign. Not only that, there was a notice calling for participation in the electoral rally of the Republican Party and the factory would provide vehicle transfer and free dinner.

Knowing that this must be the service Charlie provided for a certain powerful White House candidate under Tina’s father’s instruction, he could not help but chuckle soundlessly.

In the presidential election, it was impossible for the general public to vote for a stranger whom they had never heard of before.

Therefore, in addition to the original political accumulation of the party, the candidates were actually competing through the charms of the candidate, the campaign team, and through such a platform to display this charm. In other words, it was to spend a lot of money to advertise and invite political and business big shots with wide influence in society to create momentum for themselves.

It was certainly impossible for the new LS slaughterhouse to force farmers to vote for the Republican Party, but it could rely on the slogans in the factory, the organized electoral helpful assembly, and the communications of the directors of several hundred National Farmers Unions to subtly influence the future choice of nearly 30% of the agricultural population in New York. This was also where Zhang Lisheng’s political value lied.

This value might sound cheap and soft, but in the US, there was no lack of help from such people behind the scenes of every successfully elected candidate of the government.