The King of Xiuxianjuan returns to modern times and becomes a landlord

Shan Zhizhi sat quietly at his desk, his fingers gently caressing the phone at hand. The keys felt cold and hard beneath his fingertips, as if foreshadowing the impending decision to be made with an equally ruthless intensity. His eyes betrayed an unprecedented solemnity, his brow furrowed, as if he were carrying a heavy burden and facing a difficult choice.

He took a deep breath and was about to dial the familiar number, but his fingers trembled slightly in the air, and he finally put the phone down slowly. This matter was too serious, too extraordinary. He knew he couldn't make a decision rashly. The awakening of Jiang Chen, the ancestor of the zombies, and his return to the world was not just an ordinary crisis, but a disaster that could overturn the entire world.

His gaze fell on the red button next to the phone. It stood out in the office, like a warning, a reminder of its presence. Since its installation, this button had only been pressed twice. Once, a fierce ghost broke through the realm of Ghost King and led a ghost army to invade the human world; and once, the demonic energy from the sealed demon seal leaked out, causing tens of thousands of demons to go mad and form a beast tide to attack the city. Each time, it was accompanied by endless disaster and death.

And now, the third time, it will be because of the awakening of the zombie ancestor Jiang Chen. Shan Zhizhi knew that he had to press this button. He had to let everyone know that the world was facing an unprecedented crisis. His finger lingered on the button for a moment, then pressed it without hesitation.

With the press of a button, the entire capital seemed to tremble. With the Security Bureau at its center, the capital's defense formation instantly activated. Rays of light intertwined in the air, forming an impenetrable barrier. The entire city seemed enveloped by an invisible force, protecting its inhabitants from external threats.

Meanwhile, leaders from all sides quickly gathered at the Security Bureau. Their faces were filled with tension and worry, knowing that this crisis was of grave importance. In the Security Bureau's conference room, the lights were dim and solemn, and everyone's eyes were focused on Shan Zhizhi, awaiting his instructions for the next step.

Shan Zhizhi stood at the conference table, his voice firm and powerful: "Everyone, the zombie ancestor Jiang Chen has awakened and is about to return to the world. This is a crisis we have never encountered before, and it is a challenge we must face together."

As leaders from all sides gathered at the Security Bureau, the sky seemed exceptionally gloomy, as if foreshadowing an impending storm. Shan Zhizhi, his expression grave, walked steadily toward Ying Li, his eyes gleaming with anxiety. He knew full well that the ensuing conversation would hinge on the fate of countless people, and so each step felt incredibly weighted.

"Ying Ni, what's the situation now?" Shan Zhizhi's voice was deep and powerful, revealing his inner tension and worry. He urgently needed to understand the current situation so that he could make the most appropriate decision.

Ying Ni's face was solemn. She shook her head slightly and then said softly, "Jiang Chen is still in the seal and has not yet broken out of the ground. This is the only good news we have at the moment." Although her voice was calm, there was deep worry hidden in her words, because the stability of the seal was only temporary.

Upon hearing this, Shan Zhizhi felt a sudden sense of relief, his expression softening slightly. However, this relief was short-lived, as Ying Ni's next words plunged him into deep thought once more. She continued, "But Jiang Chen has already awakened. If he can't be freed from the seal, the miasma within him will be unable to return and will only continue to spread, with disastrous consequences." Ying Ni's words carried a hint of helplessness and worry; she knew this would be a difficult choice.

Upon hearing this, Shan Zhizhi frowned, his heart awash with mixed emotions. Unlocking the seal would likely bring about even greater disaster; leaving it unopened would allow the miasma to wreak havoc on the world once again. He was caught in a dilemma, unable to make a decision. He knew that no matter which path he chose, it would come at a heavy price.

At that moment, Ying Ni's spirit suddenly transformed into a small ball, hovering in mid-air, flickering with a faint light. She whispered, "Dan Zhizhi, remember to let me know once you've reached a conclusion. My spirit power can't sustain such a large form, so I'd better conserve it now. I need to return to my main body." With that, Ying Ni's spirit ball slowly descended, landing on the sofa. Though her figure was tiny, her responsibility and mission were immensely weighty.

Shan Zhizhi stood at the front of the conference room, his gaze piercing the assembled leaders. His voice was steady and forceful, yet it couldn't mask the tension that permeated the room. He detailed the current dilemma: if he unsealed Jiang Chen, the miasma would return to his body, freeing him but posing a potentially significant threat to public security. If he didn't, the miasma would continue to spread, directly threatening the lives of the people and causing immeasurable losses.

The air in the conference room seemed to freeze. The leaders looked at each other in bewilderment. For a moment, the room fell into a deathly silence. Everyone knew that the decision made in today's meeting would affect the entire future of China and could even change the course of history. The leaders began to whisper among themselves, and the discussion gradually grew louder. The atmosphere in the conference room became increasingly tense, and the sounds of controversy rose and fell, like a huge vegetable market, noisy and chaotic.

In the chaos, leader number one stood up, slammed the table hard, and said in a loud and firm voice: "Okay, the people are the most important at this time, and everyone else can move to the back." His voice was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart. The noise in the conference room gradually subsided, and the leaders refocused on the difficult decision before them. They knew that no matter which path they chose, it would be a war without gunpowder.

Seeing that the noise had stopped, Number One turned to Shan Zhizhi, his eyes sharp and his tone firm as he asked the question: "Director Shan, incidents like Jiang Chen's are usually handled by your Security Bureau. Can you share with us what solutions you have?" His words were as sharp as a sword, pointing directly at Shan Zhizhi opposite him, as if seeking a clear answer.

Shan Zhizhi's expression changed slightly. He had clearly not expected Number One to ask such a direct question. He raised his head, his eyes meeting Number One's, sensing the anticipation and pressure in his gaze. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner turmoil, and slowly replied, "Leader, you should understand Jiang Chen's background. Even a god would struggle to completely eliminate him, let alone us."

Number One also understood that this matter was a difficult problem for the Security Bureau, but he did not give up. Instead, he proposed another plan: "Single Bureau, is it possible for your Security Bureau to impose some restrictions on Jiang Chen?"