However… the leader of the Tier 4 vehicle said, "Just in case, I asked you to contact high-level vehicles in nearby organizations. Have you contacted them all?"
The person next to him replied, "Everyone who could come has come. This is the last bus to arrive today, and they will be here soon to join us."
"Who is the commander?" the fourth-level tank leader asked casually.
"Sun Jianxing, the protector of the Holy Son."
"Which Holy Son?" The eldest brother frowned. "Among the Holy Son's protectors, none have the surname Sun. Has his identity been verified?"
"It's been confirmed, he is indeed one of the Holy Son's people, but not the Holy Son himself, but..."
Just as he was about to elaborate, a driver said, "Are they heading towards the northeast of the city? Are they going back today? It's only noon."
Having observed Wei Huan for the past few days, they have roughly figured out his patterns of behavior.
It's not even noon yet, so Wei Huan should be heading further afield and then returning to Northeast City around dark.
He was about to go back before noon today, which inevitably made people wary.
"Won't he just stop appearing after opening all the treasure chests, will he?"
"Wei Huan has been in Northeast City for half a month, and everyone knows that. Even if he took the treasure map of the Northeast Army, he should have finished opening it by now. Mu Dehao is feared by Chai Ke, so he was not assigned to lead troops in this ancient battlefield. It's the limit that a pitiful man who has lost power can produce these treasure maps in one go."
The person who said this couldn't hide the sourness in their tone. Wei Huan had been going out for more than half a month, changing locations at least twice a day, and had opened at least 30 treasure chests, which meant at least 30 pieces of gold equipment.
Who wouldn't be envious?
They followed Wei Huan like flies for five days, just because they were envious of what Wei Huan had.
Hearing this, many people agreed wholeheartedly, but some said, "Didn't Mu Dehao go to the Fifth World to take charge of the overall situation of the Northeast Army?"
"Did you go to a Level 5 world? Or is someone from our organization in a Level 5 world? Don't believe any of this nonsense! In any case, if Wei Huan has to go back because he doesn't have enough treasure maps, this is our last chance. We can't wait any longer, we have to take action."
"Alright." The leader of the Tier 4 vehicle nodded after thinking for a moment. "We'll circle around and ambush him from the front. We have to hurry, we can't let him get back to the city."
After saying that, he thought for a moment and then said, "Tell that guy who just arrived to go ahead and wait for us."
Some people also said that they should try to get to Wei Huan's face without disturbing his spirit.
But many more people firmly believe that with their strength, they can simply push their way to Wei Huan if they take action.
"...So what we must do is prevent him from sending a signal and contacting the convoy. Challenge the World is not a scenic spot. He dared to come out like this, and he must pay the price for his arrogance."
In the end, it was the leader of the level four vehicles who, with a confident and superior smile on his face, led the convoy, bypassing the undead army's guard, and sped off towards the route ahead of Wei Huan.
...
After walking back for only ten minutes, Wei Huan pressed his temple and said uncomfortably, "I'm afraid I need to advance to the next level."
When he looked up, his eyes were pitch black, the whites of his eyes almost invisible, and a visible black mist emanated from them.
Come out.
There was also some black mist swirling around his body, and the increasingly intense dark aura made Zhou Yong and Lin Xu feel extremely uncomfortable.
Lin Xu, fighting off the cold sweat on his back, said, "Boss Wei, please bear with it a little longer. It's very unsafe to advance here."
Wei Huan thought for two seconds and said, "No problem, it will be quick."
Then, Wei Huan closed his eyes.
His consciousness had already flown into the great tomb, and as always, his return was met with cheers from the army of the dead.
Compared to the already astonishing and terrifying number of undead outside, the undead hidden in Wei Huan's tomb were truly terrifying.
Among them were elite and heroic undead who had just returned to the Great Tomb after finishing their battle. Upon seeing Wei Huan appear, they suddenly stood up and made various noises, such as "crack crack crack," "ho ho ho," and "roar ho ho."
With a wave of his hand, Wei Huan pulled these elite undead out of the tomb and sent them to challenge the world to protect his body.
Even the Hero-level walking corpse, the Violent Bear, which he usually disliked getting too close to, was dragged out by him.
In addition, over a hundred female cave beasts were arranged to carry the Shuro, who was not good at long-distance running, making a total of 300 beasts guarding his body.
Finally, after releasing all the ghost crows and securing his area completely, Wei Huan stopped worrying about them and focused his attention on himself.
This advancement seems a little different.
Previously, I only felt that the breakthrough in dark power and the concentration of dark energy meant that I had already completed the breakthrough.
This time, he felt as if he had "melted" a little.
Yes, it's "melting".
In the physical body within the challenge world, the dark energy had already dissipated very noticeably, and this situation became extremely terrifying in the Great Tomb where the spirit body was in a purely spiritual state.
He seemed to be melting away, uncontrollably invading everything visible to the naked eye.
He delved into the minds of the dead, capturing more clearly their violent yet worshipful emotions.
These emotions seemed to him like little balls of different colors: rage was red, excitement was yellow, and worship was black.
When he tried to grab the red ball representing rage, the zombie bear he had invaded instantly calmed down.
He then inserted the small red ball into the body of a Shura horse. The Shura horse's six eyes instantly blazed with green flames, with red light shining through them, and finally turned into a yellow light.
However, this yellow light was different from the yellow light that represented "excitement." Wei Huan clearly felt that there was nothing left in its mind except for destructive desires.
After a brief trial, Wei Huan gradually realized the true meaning of [Gravekeeper] Sequence Four.
—[The psychic].
He can now truly communicate with the dead.
This kind of communication is not a conversation in the traditional sense. It not only allows one to invade the other person's pitifully limited brain, but also to control the other person's emotions, stimulating or diminishing them to improve combat effectiveness.
In other words, after reaching Sequence Four: The Necromancer, the [Gravekeeper Sequence] no longer relies solely on sheer numbers, but begins to focus on improving individual abilities.
After all, without the [Undead Ranch], even if the Gravekeeper sequence wins through sheer numbers, it's still only a fraction of its strength against powerful opponents.
It can be used for scraping (gua sha) and poses no threat whatsoever.
It's normal to start "elite training" when you reach Sequence Four.
Of course, this improvement in ability was negligible for Wei Huan.
With Mu Zhong's shamanic blessing, and the possibility of recruiting flying monkeys, he essentially has a low-level shaman by his side. However, the "spirit medium's" blessing on the undead can only control a few at a time, which has a very limited effect on Wei Huan's abilities.
As for the ability of "spirit mediums" to communicate with the beings within the tomb, Wei Huan considered them even less important.
What Wei Huan really cared about was the massive increase in data that followed his advancement.
The most obvious change is in his Netherworld Power. Even without the aid of the glasses to quantify his abilities, Wei Huan feels that his Netherworld Power has increased by at least half.
Half of that is over 800 points of Nether Power, and then with the combined blessing of the pseudo-artifact Ring of Morpheus and the Dark Beast King Slayer, the Nether Power instantly reached 1200 points.
Wei Huan's Nether Force also surged to 3000 points!
3000 points of Nether Power!
It's probably hard to find another person with stronger individual attributes than him right now.
Not only has the number of undead he can recruit each day increased, but most importantly, he can finally try to recruit the flying monkeys he has been longing for for so long.
Wei Huan ignored the subtle shift in attitude that had been observed within the great tomb, and instead focused his gaze on the flying monkeys that were roaming and floating overhead.
They were like soulless puppets, flying aimlessly. Their numbers were not too many, after all, they were already six-star bloodline dark beasts, and their numbers were visibly decreasing.
Wei Huan's gaze fell on the nearest flying monkey. His divine sense had already invaded the other's spiritual world. He could sense all of the flying monkey's emotions, just like the other undead.
But this also shows that this flying monkey is just an ordinary flying monkey.
Unfortunately, despite his long observation, he hasn't encountered a single flying monkey with the potential to become an elite.
Wei Huan was still worried about what was happening outside. After all, they were in the wild without the protection of vehicles, and he couldn't stay here for too long. He had no choice but to recruit the flying monkey in front of him.
When the overwhelming power of the underworld was poured into the flying monkey's body, attempting to ignite the fire of death within it, it was like pouring water into a parched land; no matter how much power was poured in, there was no reaction.
Soon, the amount of Nether Force he invested reached his previous limit.
Wei Huan, who was clearly aware of this, knew that the crucial moment had arrived.
From then on, every millisecond felt like a minute.
Wei Huan felt his Netherworld Power gradually dwindling, almost completely depleted... Could it be? A fourth-tier Spirit Summoner with a 50% attribute bonus, and still can't recruit a six-star Dark Beast?
Just as Wei Huan was thinking this, the drained Netherworld power finally stopped.
Immediately afterwards, green light emanated from the depths of the flying monkey's dark eyes, followed by a "bang" as green flames burst forth.
It worked!!
After the flying monkey's eyes were lit up, its entire face became more lively.
It looked down at Wei Huan, and for the first time since its death, a simple consciousness returned to its empty mind... This was its master, and he would become its absolute ruler.
[Undead Control] is the Gravekeeper's most basic and core skill.
The spirits of the dead, whose death was ignited by him, will forever...
Yuan will only be loyal to him.
The flying monkey was the same; after the summoning was successful, it fell from the sky.
With its golden fur, slightly bluish face, and large eyes that take up almost a third of its face, it looks both terrifying and cute with its eerie green color.
It also had a pair of dragonfly wings, with transparent wing membranes fluttering behind it, though the flapping speed was not fast. At this level, they were all magical creatures, and flight did not rely solely on their wings.
Having completed this step, Wei Huan ignored the calls from the tomb, withdrew his consciousness, and left the Temple of Professions.
The moment Wei Huan returned to his body, he didn't feel anything, but Lin Xu and Zhou Yong, who were protecting him, instantly felt the hair on their backs stand on end and their breathing become difficult and painful after being suppressed by the dark power.
Each advancement in a professional's career is a form of life evolution.
Level 4 professionals have a clear advantage over Level 3 professionals.
The two men were forced to bow their backs in pain due to the sudden display of power from Wei Huan, but their expressions were joyful.
They exchanged a glance, and a smile appeared in their eyes.
Boss Wei has advanced to level four! Their convoy is even stronger now!!
"Commander!"
"Congratulations, Captain, you've reached Tier 4 so quickly."
"Yeah, I thought it would take a long time. Is it so fast because the awakening potion is of a high grade?"
"In short, it's great that the commander can advance in rank. It didn't take too long. Should we go back and develop the treasure dungeon according to plan?"
The two of them were talking back and forth, clearly so excited that they were almost incoherent.
But Wei Huan did not answer them. Instead, after briefly experiencing the feeling of advancing to Sequence Four, he had a thought and the portal opened behind him again.
"Chirp chirp~"
A clear, bird-like chirping sound rang out, and then a golden-haired monkey flew out of the portal.
This little monkey is really small, only the size of a palm, with a round head, big eyes, and a long, flexible golden tail that sways behind it, sometimes turning into a "?" shape.
It chirped and flapped its dragonfly wings, circled above their heads once, and then landed on Lin Xu's shoulder.
Lin Xu turned his head and looked at the flying monkey with a hint of affection.
He knew, of course, that this was a six-star level dark beast, a renowned "status master" among the dark beast lords. But he was still instantly captivated by the petite and sweet-looking flying monkey.
Of course, there's absolutely no doubt about the loyalty of the undead summoned by Boss Wei.
And this adorable little thing, only the size of a palm, with its arms hooked around his shoulder when it perches on his shoulder, triggered an unprecedented surge of his "fatherly instincts," making him want nothing more than to pick it up and pet it!
Before Lin Xu could make any further moves, the long and flexible tail behind the flying monkey suddenly wrapped around his neck before he could react.
The moment Lin Xu's fragile neck was entangled by the monkey's tail, his stress response kicked in, and he clenched his fists.
When he saw Wei Laoda's calm eyes, all thoughts of attack came to an abrupt halt. This was absolute trust; he believed that Wei Laoda would never harm him no matter what.
Sure enough, the flying monkey only wrapped its tail around his neck and did not make any other attack.
for.
Moreover, even the force with which the tail wraps around the neck is just right, neither too loose nor too tight.
Then, the flying monkey left his shoulder and flew up again, only stopping when it reached a height of half a meter.
Lin Xu looked up at the flying monkey and felt as if he were flying a kite.
So this is...
"Kite state!" Zhou Yong spoke first this time, looking at Lin Xu with curiosity and excitement. "What does it feel like? I heard that kite state can restore health. Does the Dark Beast's healing skill work on us?"
Lin Xu pondered for a moment and said, "I don't know, why don't you stab me?"
"ah?"
"Why don't we try it and see if it can help us recover our health?"
"You can stab yourself, I can lend you my knife."
"Tsk, who doesn't have a knife?" Lin Xu flipped his wrist, conjuring a dagger. He pressed the tip against his wrist, glanced at Wei Huan out of the corner of his eye, gritted his teeth, and slashed hard, drawing blood.
The so-called blood replenishment is certainly not like a game where a sudden rainstorm cures all ailments.
Xu Qingqiang's "blood replenishment" is merely a professional ability that allows him to digest and absorb the food he eats instantly, achieving a level that others might need three to five days to reach.
Therefore, the treatment of flying monkeys should theoretically involve the input of energy, supplementing nutrition and stimulating healing, so as to achieve a similar effect to Xu Qingqiang in maintaining strong vitality in a short period of time.
Such a wound should theoretically heal very well.
But after the three of them stared intently for a minute, Zhou Yong asked, "Is this drop of blood squeezed out from the healing process?"
"I don't know." Lin Xu thought for a moment and then pinched the wound, causing a spurt of blood to gush out.
It didn't work.
Undoubtedly, it had no effect.
Wei Huan was greatly disappointed. He ordered the flying monkey to leave Lin Xu's shoulder and then had it wrap around a walking corpse bear. Just as he was about to order the other walking corpse bears to gang up on it, a "quack quack quack" sound suddenly came from above.
Wei Huan looked up, and then his expression changed.
Then, his aura became sharp and fierce, like a blade drawn from its sheath.
"What happened to Boss Wei?" Lin Xu asked, his hand still bandaged.
Wei Huan said, "We're being watched."
Lin Xu stood up: "What? We've been targeted? How strong is the enemy? How many people are there? What's their objective? And..."
Wei Huan did not answer him. He released a Demon Eye Lord, and his vision followed the lead of Sister Crow, flying towards the enemy's location.
Soon, Wei Huan's field of vision reached his original limit of 7 kilometers, but he did not see the target.
Of course, it was because the other party understood his abilities and avoided his maximum field of vision. It was indeed a very rational approach, but they were unlucky enough to encounter him advancing in his cultivation level.
After reaching level four, Wei Huan's summoning range increased to 15 kilometers, and the opponent was instantly surrounded.
He had just advanced in rank, and new orders had not yet been delivered, so the undead army was still moving at a distance of about 6 kilometers.
Only elite-level undead like Sister Crow will move freely and patrol distant areas on their own initiative.
This patrol led it to discover the anomaly.
A line of five chariots moved just outside his defensive perimeter. It could be said they were merely passing by and happened to be traveling side-by-side, but the other side was... (The sentence is incomplete and lacks context).
The distance maintained by the warning circle was quite subtle.
Regardless of whether they were enemies or not, Sister Crow chose to report such an anomaly.
When Wei Huan controlled the Demon Eye Lord to observe the other party, the other party's radar also detected him.
A tense atmosphere filled the fourth-class vehicle.
"Have these two undead discovered us?"
"Doesn't Wei Huan's undead have a summoning range? Aren't they beyond that limit?"
"Boss, what should we do? Should we still take action?"
The fourth-level tank commander didn't hesitate much and said directly, "Of course, we must take action!"
Such a good opportunity is unlikely to come again for Wei Huan without the protection of a vehicle. Even if Wei Huan discovers them, so what? They have the advantage.
If he's so timid and hesitant, he might as well not bother trying to make it in the Challenge World.
"Now?" Clearly, there were quite a few challengers who shared the same idea as the Tier 4 commander, and they were all ready to get started.
The fourth-level tank commander then said, "Let's hold things steady for now. We'll proceed with the original plan to intercept ahead. Also, I'm ordering that person to arrive within the stipulated time."
The co-driver reminded him: "Sun Jianxing, Old Sun."
The fourth-level commander didn't take it to heart. A protector of a useless holy son was someone others didn't want and would throw away. From every perspective, he wasn't worth his time.
The fourth-level tank commander's plan to detour ahead unexpectedly deceived Wei Huan, causing Wei Huan to halt the attack.
Aren't they enemies?
Wei Huan thoughtfully withdrew his gaze and ordered the undead army to expand outwards to 10 kilometers.
The reason he left about 5 kilometers behind was not because he didn't have enough undead, but because he suddenly realized that the summoning range should also be one of his trump cards.
Furthermore, a distance of ten kilometers is more than enough. At that distance, any attack, even an intercontinental ballistic missile, would be sufficient for him to react.
There was no rush to recall the summoned undead. Those that could keep up would follow, while the tomb would naturally capture those that couldn't, so Wei Huan didn't need to do anything unnecessary.
Wei Huan's attention returned to the flying monkey; he remembered there was still one attempt he hadn't made.
With a thought, a giant dog-headed man, over 1.5 meters tall, opened his mouth and spat out a large, pitch-black coffin.
[Undead Ranch]
The training ground for the Gravekeeper class.
During this period, he felt that he was about to break through at any time, so he carried the [Undead Ranch] with him at all times.
I made the right choice.
"I'll be in there quickly." Wei Huan added, thinking of the convoy that seemed to be following them, "If I don't come back and something unexpected happens, don't fight back on your own. Cooperate with the escape."
Before the two could answer, Wei Huan opened the coffin and teleported them to the professional training ground.
The flying monkey beside him also disappeared.
Upon entering the Undead Ranch, Wei Huan summoned both the old and new undead, ordering them to find suitable pasture grass for their respective levels to evolve.
Then, with great anticipation, he commanded the flying monkey to go to the primary pasture, where it burrowed into the large, yellowish, burl-like substance.
Smaller size does not mean reduced consumption. The durability of the pasture decreases under observation, and soon the flying monkey emerges from its cocoon, reaching the second stage.
After the second order comes the third order, and after the third order comes the fourth order.
Wei Huan followed the flying monkey to the location of the fourth-tier pasture.
Many undead have already entered the pasture to evolve under his command, but this is his first time here.
Fourth-order pasture grasses are noticeably thicker and more menacing than other pasture grasses. The yellow sap hanging on the trees is also extremely thick, with some even showing faint red streaks like blood in the deeper parts, reminiscent of a successfully fertilized egg gradually transforming into an embryo.
It takes about two hours to evolve to the fourth tier. Wei Huan was worried about what was happening outside, so he turned and left.
When he returned to the Challenge World, he saw Lin Xu and Zhou Yong looking at him anxiously.
Before he could ask, she pointed to the ghost crows circling in the sky and said, "Sister Crow just came over and kept calling, but unfortunately we can't communicate. She seems to be in a bit of a hurry."
"Quack quack quack".
...
The fourth-level chariot commander led the remaining chariots around to the front of Wei Huan, waiting on his inevitable route back to the city.
The intelligent AI was calculating the time of their meeting, and as the final moment approached, everyone's hearts pounded with tension.
"Commander," the co-driver suddenly whispered from behind.
The fourth-level tank commander, startled, turned and glared at him.
The co-driver said, "Old Sun is here."
The fourth-level tank commander was delighted to hear this. At this time, more people meant more strength. He said it was no problem, but he didn't dare to underestimate Wei Huan.
But when he saw that very ordinary Class III vehicle flying in from behind, his expression clearly showed disappointment.
"Is the Holy Son's protector really just a third-rate vehicle?"
"He is a candidate for the Holy Son."
"I don't care about some holy son, I'm asking about the car's strength."
"Well, it should be a regular Class III vehicle, right..."
The fourth-level tank commander lost interest upon hearing this. The worst tank he was in was a mid-level third-class tank. What use could an ordinary third-class tank be?
As they were speaking, a red flash suddenly appeared on the map, and small red dots approached from the edge of the map, increasing in number—all of them were Wei Huan's undead army.
The fourth-level tank commander, his lips pursed, spoke in a hoarse voice: "Get ready! Move out!!"