One person: A fusion of Kizaru, the king of the trash-talking gang.

A town in North China.

Local bus station.

A green bus pulled up at the station, and a man and a woman carrying luggage got off. They were Jiang Bailan and Feng Baobao, who were leaving Tianjin.

Their purpose in going out this time was to investigate Zhang Xilin's tomb and see if they could find any clues about the tomb robbers.

"Jiang Bailan, where are we going now?" On the platform, Feng Baobao, dressed in a standard ID photo outfit, asked the man next to her.

"Where?"

Jiang Bailan felt that thinking for even a second longer would be an insult to her personality, so she hailed a passing taxi and asked the driver to take her to the largest restaurant in the area.

Work can be put aside for now, but we can't waste this opportunity to dine and drink on public funds.

Eating, washing feet, massage...

Not one can be missing.

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Five hours later.

As dusk settled, Jiang Bailan led Bao'er out of a legitimate massage parlor. The two bought a shovel on the roadside and headed towards the cemetery they had inquired about.

By the time they arrived, it was completely dark.

The mountain wind rustled through the trees, creating a chilling atmosphere among the dozens of tombs.

The two stood in front of a grave. Jiang Bailan scratched his head and yawned repeatedly, saying, "Sister Bao'er, you dig it up. I'll go keep watch!"

After saying that, he quickly stomped his feet on the ground and instantly appeared on a tree trunk eight meters away, leaving Feng Baobao standing there with a shovel, looking bewildered.

Seeing Bao'er already digging, Jiang Bailan thought it was great to have such a hardworking teammate, since she herself couldn't endure any hardship.

He continued to leap outwards, stepping on the branches. He remembered that there would be zombies lurking here later, and it was better to leave as soon as possible to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

Although he wasn't afraid of these little zombies with his strength, why not just give up and wait for Bao'er to finish dealing with everything before going out? Wouldn't that be wonderful?

I'm such a genius!

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Feeling smug about his cleverness, Jiang Bailan leaned against a big tree and dozed off.

On the other side, Feng Baobao, who was digging a grave halfway through, stopped and touched her lower back. She remembered Xu Si saying that the things on her lower back and in her back pocket were things that person didn't want.

"Oh no, I forgot my weapon at the massage parlor."

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"Ugh! It's really cold in the woods at night!"

In the dead of night, on a deserted mountain path where only the hooting of owls could be heard, Zhang Chulan, with his hair tied in a four-leaf clover style and a handsome appearance, walked towards the cemetery, rubbing his arms with both hands.

"This place is so gloomy and godforsaken. I wouldn't have come back here if it weren't for visiting my grandfather's grave!"

"Oh! You're still sleeping so soundly, aren't you?"

Zhang Chulan saw Jiang Bailan sleeping by the roadside and mistakenly thought that the other person was a police officer on duty arranged by Uncle Song.

"Sigh! They're all unfortunate people. Being a policeman isn't easy these days. Not only do they have to help people in need, but they also have to stake out cemeteries at night. It's really tough for them!"

Thinking of his father, who was nowhere to be found, Zhang Chulan was filled with anger and continued forward with his arms crossed.

"I really don't know who my Zhang family offended; even our ancestral graves have been..."

sand!sand!sand!

The sound of digging echoed in the distance, making Zhang Chulan realize that the damned tomb raiders were back again, and he immediately quickened his pace and ran towards the tomb.

"Those damned tomb raiders, they're here again!"

In the moonlit woods, Zhang Chulan hid behind a large tree, peeking out to watch the grave robbers digging up a tomb.

"Holy crap! It's a woman! Take a picture and call the police, let's see if she can get away with this!"

Stealthily raising her phone and pointing the camera at the target, Zhang Chulan pressed the shutter button. At that moment, Feng Baobao seemed to sense something and suddenly turned around.

Click!

The phone made a soft sound.

They captured Feng Baobao's flawless face under the moonlight.

Eyes facing each other.

Realizing he had been exposed, Zhang Chulan turned and ran, with Feng Baobao grabbing a shovel and chasing after him!

You chase! I run! He can't escape!

"Holy crap! This woman's running pretty fast!" Zhang Chulan roared inwardly as he heard the approaching sounds behind him.

No! If this continues, we'll be doomed!

Oh, right! If you're in trouble, call the police!

I refuse to believe that a dead tomb raider like you would dare to assault a police officer!

Thinking of the police officer on duty sleeping on the mountain road, Zhang Chulan shouted at the top of his lungs, "Police officer, help me..."

boom!

After a loud bang, Feng Baobao dragged Zhang Chulan, whose head was covered in bumps, toward the graveyard.

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Aqiu!

Jiang Bailan, who had been woken up, rubbed her nose, tightened her body, closed her eyes, and went back to sleep.

In his sleep, he didn't know how much time had passed, but he seemed to hear Bao'er and Zhang Chulan screaming.

"Help! The zombies are eating people!"

"Officer, please wake up!"

"Step aside, let me do it."

Following a large number of zombies, Feng Baobao rushed forward, grabbed Jiang Bailan by the collar, and slapped him twice across the face.

"Sister, you bastard, how dare you assault a police officer!" Zhang Chulan, who saw this scene from behind, immediately transformed into a miniature figure and gave Feng Baobao a thumbs up.

If these two intense battles continue, even the most powerful person will eventually wake up.

Jiang Bailan woke up with a start, her eyes glazed over as she looked around. Seeing Bao'er in front of her, she assumed the matter was finished and asked groggily, "Are we going back to the company?"

"No, I don't have any weapons. I can't deal with these zombies."

Roar--!

Almost simultaneously, hordes of undead rushed forward from behind.

"Where did this thing come from?!"

Looking at the green, glowing face so close to him, and smelling the foul stench of the corpse, Jiang Bailan gagged. He subconsciously activated the power of the Glint-Glint Fruit, and golden light flashed from his fingertips. In an instant, a beam of light shot out, piercing straight through the head of the zombie in front of him and flying backward.

boom--!

A moment later, a fireball with a radius of 2 meters exploded in the center of the distant horde of corpses, and the shockwave blew the surrounding zombies off course.

"Wow, officer, are the police station's weapons this powerful now?"

Zhang Chulan's eyes widened like copper bells, and his mouth could swallow an egg; he looked at the other person with a terrified expression.

"Setting fire to the mountain is a capital offense, punishable by life imprisonment!"

Feng Baobao tugged at Jiang Bailan's clothes and pointed to the burning trees next to them.

"Alright, stop making sarcastic remarks, Sister Bao'er. How come there are so many zombies?" Jiang Bailan stared at the dozens of zombies in front of her, feeling a sharp pain in her back teeth, and a visible helplessness appeared on her face.

I just wanted to slack off... Is it really necessary to go to such lengths?

"I forgot my weapon at the massage parlor."

"Ah! Is that so?" Jiang Bailan scratched his head sheepishly. If that was the case, he really couldn't blame Bao'er, since he was the one who was supposed to get a massage.

"Stop lying!" However, Jiang Bailan quickly realized what was going on and stared into Bao'er's eyes, saying, "Even without weapons, these zombies are no match for you!"

Then, Jiang Bailan saw Feng Baobao transform into a tiny person, repeatedly stroking her hands in front of her body like a frog swimming motion, with a longing look in her eyes.

"I knew it! You're still eyeing that big sword!"

"Jiang Bailan, just let me have this once."

Seeing the other person's obedient appearance, Jiang Bailan was extremely helpless: "Sister Bao'er, it's not that I don't want to give it to you, you really can't play with it!"

Ever since she saw herself take out the Kusanagi Sword, Feng Baobao had been eyeing it, but the problem was that it was made of light elements, and she couldn't pick it up at all.

Ugh!

It's too difficult to just leave things lying around; you have to do it yourself...

Then, under Feng Baobao's expectant gaze, Jiang Bailan wiped his hands together, and a golden longsword appeared.

"Tian Cong Yun Sword!"