Is this what a zombie is?

43. Do you want to inspect the goods?

Chen Bo, who was hiding in the shadows, witnessed Jiang Chen's conversation with the warden.

Uncle Chen emerged from the corner, a sneer on his face that he made no attempt to hide.

"He's already died once, yet he's still concerned about the lives of those prisoners."

"Womanly compassion is truly laughable."

Jiang Chen turned around and looked at him coldly.

"I'm not like you. Although I'll stop at nothing to achieve my goals, I haven't completely lost my humanity like you."

Uncle Chen smiled dismissively.

"Young and impetuous."

"When you live to my age, you'll understand that so-called humanity is the most useless thing in the world."

The clash of ideas caused the atmosphere between the two to freeze once again.

Jiang Chen stopped arguing with him and turned to leave.

Different road non-phase plan.

If it weren't for that complete Resurrection Incense, he would have made this old monster understand right now that thunder magic is specifically designed to counter all evil and heretical forces.

Late at night.

Blackstone Prison was deathly silent, with only the sound of patrolling guards' footsteps echoing in the empty corridors.

Independent cells in Zone D.

The place has been completely cleared out, leaving only Attorney Luo.

Jiang Chen walked slowly, all alone.

His footsteps sounded exceptionally clear in the quiet corridor.

Behind him, in the blind spot outside the cell door, Chen Bo's figure was like a blot of ink, silently blending into the darkness.

He stared intently at Jiang Chen's back, not missing a single detail.

"Squeak—"

The iron door to the cell was pushed open.

Attorney Luo was sitting on the edge of the bed with his back to the door, seemingly reading a book.

Jiang Chen walked up to him and lowered his voice.

"The sorcerer has been caught."

"He is..."

While Attorney Luo was listening intently and completely off guard, Jiang Chen launched his usual sneak attack – the same old routine, the same old formula.

A ball of violent blue lightning instantly formed in his palm.

Without the slightest hesitation, the palm struck Lawyer Luo squarely in the chest.

Attorney Luo let out a short, muffled groan as he was blasted away, crashing heavily into the wall.

When he slid down, he was lifeless and breathless, but his body was still twitching unconsciously, caused by the electric current stimulating his nerves.

When Uncle Chen, who was secretly watching, saw this scene, his heart involuntarily clenched.

He seemed to recall the horrific scene of being struck by the violent lightning magic, as vivid as if it were yesterday.

The charred wound on my chest also started to ache faintly; it was a phantom pain that I could feel as if I were experiencing it myself.

I couldn't help but feel a little emotional. Back when Jiang Chen was still alive, he was a very upright person, and he could definitely be called a model young man with ideals, morality, and principles.

But now, ever since the first day he was in prison dealing with the giant cat, he has been resorting to sneak attacks, and he can even flexibly change his own principles and bottom line in order to achieve his goals.

Wow, do people who have experienced death all change this much?

Or is this guy just that kind of person? He can so decisively and ruthlessly kill someone who was an ally not long ago.

It was even more ruthless and decisive than he had imagined.

Jiang Chen slowly straightened up and shook off the remaining electric arcs on his hands.

Uncle Chen slowly emerged from the shadows, looking at Jiang Chen with a complex expression.

"I never imagined that your behavior had reached this level."

"You can be so ruthless to your allies, don't you feel any remorse at all?"

Jiang Chen coldly turned aside, revealing Attorney Luo's charred corpse.

"Enough with the nonsense."

His tone carried a hint of provocation.

Do you want to inspect the goods?

Uncle Chen's gaze fell on Lawyer Luo's corpse.

The charred wound and the lingering aura of lightning filled him with intense dread.

Because of his psychological trauma from the Palm Thunder, he abruptly stopped himself from getting any closer.

He stood three meters away and observed carefully for a moment.

It was confirmed that Attorney Luo's chest was no longer rising and falling, and there was no sign of life.

Uncle Chen waved his hand magnanimously, a satisfied smile on his face.

"No need to test."

"I've personally experienced your methods, so of course I trust you."

That being said, his little tricks didn't stop.

With a wave of his hand, several tiny flying insects, barely visible to the naked eye, silently flew out from his sleeve.

It landed silently on Attorney Luo's "corpse".

A moment later, the flying insect flew back and relayed the information it had gathered to Uncle Chen.

That body was devoid of any life, as still as a stone.

This time, Chen Bo finally let his guard down completely. After all, Lawyer Luo didn't have the Resurrection Incense, so he couldn't possibly be brought back to life.

"very good."

"You have proven your sincerity."

"Now, come with me, and I'll show you our shared future."

Uncle Chen turned around and led Jiang Chen towards an abandoned isolation chamber at the deepest part of Zone D.

It was dark and damp, with a pungent smell of mold and rust in the air.

The tiles on the ground were covered with scratches and digging marks, indicating that many prisoners had tried to escape from here, but all had failed.

Uncle Chen walked to the center of the isolation chamber and stood still.

He quickly formed a complex hand seal with his hands, while muttering obscure syllables in a low voice.

As he chanted, dense, blood-red runes suddenly appeared on the originally unremarkable floor tiles.

These incantations twisted and flowed like living things, forming a sophisticated and vicious sealing-type black magic.

If someone tries to break the curse without the caster doing so, they will be corrupted by the curse.

Its function is to block, so you will be unable to speak, see, hear, or even excrete, ultimately suffocating yourself to death.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen sneered inwardly.

Fortunately, he chose to play along; otherwise, even if he could find this place, it wouldn't have been easy to forcefully break the curse.

This old monster really does have a backup plan in mind.

"open!"

Uncle Chen gave a low shout and slammed his handprint onto the ground.

The crimson incantation shone brightly.

"Boom!"

With a dull thud, a dozen heavy floor tiles crashed down, revealing a narrow, bottomless rock staircase.

At the end of the steps, a faint, eerie green light flickered.

This is Chen Bo's true headquarters, where he has been lying low for thirty years.

The two of them walked down the steps.

As we went deeper, the surrounding architectural style began to change noticeably.

Modern cement walls are gradually being replaced by rough, old-fashioned brick and stone structures.

On the wall, there were still rusted iron chains and large patches of dark red, dried blood.

Jiang Chen's steps suddenly stopped.

His gaze swept across the surroundings.

This dark, damp, enormous cell, the nauseating stench of blood, the oppressive atmosphere of despair…

Everything before him perfectly matched the Japanese military experimental base he had seen in the illusion created by the incense of resurrection.