I told you to plant peas, and you summon Mordekaiser?

"Mine?" Chen Yang was stunned. He didn't expect Qi Qi to suddenly be interested in his hand.

Qiqi took off the glove on one hand and showed Chen Yang her tender five fingers.

"Yes, look at my hands, they're dry and brittle, but your hands are shiny and glow at night."

Chen Yang also took off his gloves, and in the darkness, his palms glowed with a faint light.

He knew this was the result of Thresh's curse.

But to this day, there has been no abnormality in the arm.

Aside from that time in Kawaki Town, when countless souls were sucked into his palm.

Even so, he still felt that the arm was a ticking time bomb.

He had asked Parker and Tequila before, but neither of them, both at the eighth rank, had any clue about the problem.

"Why don't you guys have a match with me?" Huang Aotian, who had lost an arm, casually interjected.

"Hey, Huang, do you want a new arm?" Qiqi suddenly asked, glancing at Huang Aotian.

"Little Ancestor, can't you call me something else?" Huang Aotian was on the verge of tears.

Along the way, Qi Qi seemed to have settled on this name, but Huang Aotian had no way to deal with this girl from the Corpse Cult.

"No way." Qi Qi shook her head firmly. "I'm asking you, do you want a new arm?"

"I do think about it. Without a hand, even playing cards is inconvenient," Huang Aotian replied casually.

"I have a plan, Big Yellow." Qiqi crossed her little hands, looking smug.

"You have a way? Really?" Huang Aotian blinked, his instincts telling him that Qiqi wouldn't joke about this, and this little girl probably really did have a way to help him recover his arm.

Parker, sitting in the corner, also glanced this way.

Now, Parker no longer wears that tattered clown costume, but a gray-black leather armor with a huge hooded cape.

This is a collection he carefully selected from all the wardrobes in the village.

"Of course I'm not lying to you." Qi Qi tilted her head. "As long as you're willing to become like those people from the Corpse Cult."

"What do you mean?" Huang Aotian shuddered. "Can you get me a zombie arm?"

"Hehe, how about it?" The little girl looked interested.

Huang Aotian looked at Chen Yang, then at Parker, his heart filled with conflict.

"If it turns out like that...won't there be any side effects, like gradually becoming delirious or something...?"

The days without an arm were unbearable, and he didn't object to his arm turning into a zombie-like state.

“My transformation is different from those inferior potions.”

The girl crossed her arms and spoke to Huang Aotian in a childish voice, "I don't know how many people come to me every day to help them convert, and you're still here picking and choosing."

"So you mean your transformation has no side effects?" Huang Aotian asked tentatively.

Parker tapped the floor twice with his knuckles.

Blood Harbor Ghost has the ability to see into people's hearts.

Chen Yang understood immediately; Parker was telling them that what the little girl said was true.

“She didn’t lie to you,” Chen Yang said.

Huang Aotian was inexplicably excited. "Okay, okay, let's begin now."

Qi Qi stared at Huang Aotian, her tone laced with arrogance: "Hmph, you've got a good deal, Da Huang. Sit down."

Huang Aotian listened without saying much and sat down directly in front of Qi Qi.

Qi Qi took a deep breath, and suddenly wisps of black smoke rose from her body. The smoke seemed to have a life of its own, winding upwards and gradually enveloping her slender body.

Chen Yang stood to the side, his gaze fixed on Qi Qi's arm.

The black robe was billowed by the air currents, and he saw the other person's arm in its entirety for the first time.

Those slender green forearms, wrapped with dense black runes, now seemed to wriggle slightly like living creatures, emanating a chilling aura.

Standing not far away, Pike coldly watched Qiqi's movements, his usual indifferent expression now slightly serious.

Qi Qi raised her hand, and the black light of the runes suddenly intensified. The black smoke at her fingertips condensed into a sharp beam of light, which pierced straight into Huang Aotian's severed shoulder.

"Big Yellow, hold on!"

Huang Aotian gritted his teeth, ignoring the tearing pain in his shoulder.

The black light began to spread along his shoulders, forming a narrow vein, like a new tree breaking through the soil.

The first thing to appear is the skeleton—green bone extending from the black light, like withered bones growing from the depths of hell, thin yet sharp.

The joints were pieced together one by one, making a barely audible clicking sound.

Subsequently, fascia grows from the skeleton, like twisted vines, tightly wrapping around the bones.

Finally, there's the skin.

A pale and withered green.

Qi Qi withdrew her hand, and the black robe fell down, once again covering her forearm.

Huang Aotian looked at the newly grown arm and tentatively moved it, seemingly unable to believe that this zombie arm had really become a part of his body.

A thick, chilly aura still lingered in the air. Parker frowned slightly and tapped the ground three times with his knuckles.

This girl is dangerous.

Chen Yang understood, and a chill crept into his heart. The secrets surrounding Qi Qi seemed to be deeper than he had imagined.

Huang Aotian tried clenching his fist and felt the familiar power when his palm closed, which made his eyes widen in surprise.

Immediately afterwards, he stood up abruptly and swung his left arm out with great force, creating a gust of wind.

"Hehe, how about it, Big Yellow?" Qiqi looked smug.

"Awesome! I feel like I can take on a whole bunch of zombies by myself now," Huang Aotian said excitedly.

"Any other feelings?" Chen Yang asked.

Huang Aotian closed his eyes and felt for a while, "Uh...no, it feels like this hand was born on my body."

Upon hearing Huang Aotian's confident reply, Chen Yang glanced at Qi Qi almost imperceptibly.

He never expected that this little girl would have such an ability, to make zombie parts grow out of thin air.

The Seven Seventh was probably extremely important to the Corpse Cult.

Seeing the little girl standing with her hands on her hips looking smug, Chen Yang thought to himself that this child was simple-minded and that he might be able to teach her to be a good person and use her strength for good.

......

The group traveled north for several days.

Qiqi repeatedly emphasized that she was already tired of playing in this wilderness.

Chen Yang assured her that there would be fun things to do once they arrived in the human city-state, and only then did the little girl settle down.

They were much faster than the zombie army, and by the time they reached this location, they hadn't seen any zombie troops for several days.

On the contrary, human villages and settlements became increasingly dense. Although there were no other human traces, Chen Yang knew that they were getting closer and closer to human city-states.

"Chen Yang, look, isn't there a convoy over there?"

Huang Aotian shouted excitedly.

Chen Yang turned his head and looked in that direction, only to see a row of black dots in the distance.

He patted Rek'Sai, gesturing for Rek'Sai to move closer, and Chen Yang's breathing became a little more rapid.

In the distance, a caravan of carriages and horses was slowly moving along the main road.