Chapter 725 - 596: Pandemonium with Chickens and Dogs

On Celestial Horse Island, a shed was erected next to the parking lot of the Wangshan Inn using scaffolding. Underneath were placed iron anvils, furnaces, and other tools commonly used by blacksmiths. Ding Yong Country personally arranged each tool he collected from nearby villages, preparing the blacksmith shop for operation.

That morning, Zhang Su got out of bed and walked to the window with a very fixed step. Opening the window to aim through the window frame, he said deeply, "The clouds still haven’t moved, how strange this sky is!"

Overcast skies are not particularly scary, but rain is. The sky remained overcast, as if it might snow at any moment, constantly imposing an unknown pressure, affecting people’s mood negatively.

"It’s good they don’t move; it proves the world is stabilizing, no one can stir things up, hehe."

Zheng Xinyu tucked in the quilt, patted it, and comforted him.

"That’s a great explanation."

Zhang Su turned around, picked up the sunglasses on the bedside table, and put them on.

Zhong Xiaoshan placed the clothes on the bed for Zhang Su and sighed softly, "It’s great that the situation is stable, but with the clouds not moving, it feels like the Earth is dead."

"The Earth is dead..."

This metaphor sent a chill through both Zhang Su and Zheng Xinyu’s hearts. They all knew planets have lifespans, and if they have lifespans, they can be seen as living entities, the Earth’s core movements like a human heartbeat.

External manifestations can include earthquakes, tsunamis, volcanoes, and other natural phenomena. When these stop, it’s like the planet’s life has ended.

"Come on, come on, whether the Earth dies or not doesn’t matter, as long as we don’t die. Let’s go, go, go, have breakfast, there’s a ton of work to do today!"

Zhang Su felt the atmosphere was oppressive, changed to a cheerful mood, and smiled as he took off his glasses.

Indeed, as Zhang Su said, there was too much work at the camp; there’s never a sense of being completely finished. As long as there’s energy, there are endless tasks to do!

"Old Yu, you’ll go notify all combat personnel later. At half-past one in the afternoon, gather in the barren fields outside Village No.1 to prepare for division time. Let them take the morning to train well."

"Finally, it’s starting? Great, those people ask every day, my ears are developing calluses!"

Yuwen was delighted to hear Zhang Su’s words and smiled.

The combat personnel didn’t like being idly left alone, as it led to negativity and laziness. Few people are self-disciplined, but they don’t mind being disciplined by others, so they hoped to start organized training soon, preferably with King Yama overseeing it personally.

Unfortunately, King Yama hadn’t said a word, not even about integrating the combat personnel, so they could only train individually during missions, which was quite chaotic.

"Since we’re conducting large-scale selections this afternoon, let’s arrange some interesting tasks for the morning. You all know about the high-speed train on the railway bridge, right? Today, we’ll clear it out and arrange for someone to bring back anything usable. The Yama Corps will move out in full force!"

Generally saying "move out in full force" means leaving two or three people in key positions, but those left behind usually lag in combat power.

"Oh! Really? Haha, that’s great!"

"So exciting, Brother Su is mighty."

The Yama Corps cheered collectively. Since Zhang Su returned to the camp from Qin City, he hadn’t led any missions outside. Not only him, but Ju Mumio, the second in combat power, hadn’t been sent out either.

Their combat power was head and shoulders above the camp. They’d been training coolly in the camp without going out, making everyone eager to see them in action. Finally, with news of clearing the high-speed train, it was certain zombified creatures would be involved, and everyone was looking forward to seeing King Yama in action.

Among the crowd, Ju Mumio touched the weapon at her waist with a slightly dejected expression.

Zhang Su quickly noticed this action. With Ding Yong Country’s blacksmith shop gradually completing, it could soon start forging Tachi, though he hadn’t mentioned it yet.

"Cluck, cluck!"

At this moment, a shrill chicken crow came from the direction of Cui Leng Pavilion, causing everyone in the Yama Corps at the parking lot to turn their heads.

"Flying chicken!"

"Haha, a battle chicken among hens!"

The crowd exclaimed.

A seemingly ordinary old hen spread its wings like an eagle, with neck feathers bristling, spiraling rapidly in the air, clucking and flapping its wings, whipping up gusts of wind across the dusty ground.

"Quick, quick, someone come help catch that chicken!"

Just as everyone was still figuring out what was happening, someone ran out from inside Cui Leng Pavilion, face covered, shouting and yelling, with what seemed like blood seeping through their fingers...

"What the hell!"

Zhang Su realized what was happening and hurriedly said, "Old Tan, shoot that chicken."

Tan Huajun, without a word, raised his gun and fired: dadada, da, dadada...

Yet, this time, despite Tan Huajun’s sharpshooting skills, he couldn’t hit the target. The chicken was simply flying too fast and unpredictably, like a headless fly, impossible to predict.

"Stop, Old Tan, stop!" Zhang Su suddenly shouted.

At that moment, a golden whirlwind charged from the direction of the vegetable shed, speeding toward the hen.

Everyone’s eyes barely kept up with the figure, unable to see clearly. When they did, its big mouth was already clamped on the chicken’s neck, and they both fell to the ground together.

Crunch!

With one bite, Corgi Good Fortune silenced the raging hen with a couple of "嘎嘎" sounds and a few fluttering wings, excreting a mess, and dropping dead.

"Oh my gosh..."

Many people muttered a curse silently, astonished by the sudden display of Corgi Good Fortune’s power!

Some had no idea of Good Fortune’s real capabilities, always seeing it wandering in the fields and hills, the most frequent place being the kitchen, more punctual than the kitchen staff, assuming it was just a cute mascot of King Yama.

Previously, it kept a low profile!

The speed just now impressed everyone, truly like a golden lightning bolt that directly hit the erratic flying hen.

The Great Scientist told us speed is relative. The flying speed of a frantic hen seemed fast to human eyes, but in Good Fortune’s eyes, it slowed down many times over, making it easy to capture.

This highlights one fact: if caught off guard, Good Fortune can ambush anyone!

Zhang Su and Ju Mumio felt a chill, exchanging a glance, seemingly asking each other if they could defend against its attack with their reaction speed.

No answer, unless they tried.

"Jeez, Sister Ju, this dog, this little puppy is quite amazing, huh?"

Zhou Haotian felt a chill in his heart, recalling how he playfully teased the dog yesterday, worried about its displeasure with him.

He suddenly thought calling it a dog felt disrespectful and switched to calling it a little puppy, which seemed cuter.

Ju Mumio gave Zhou Haotian a calm glance, her tone calm as water, "If you don’t train harder, you won’t even keep up with one of its legs."

"I..." Zhou Haotian was left speechless by her words.

Good Fortune’s strength was evident, and from then on, a new existence that everyone at the camp dared not provoke was born!

"Come on, release, let go, don’t kill it..."

Xie Yanshan, with his injured face, shouted and jumped toward the hen, full of eagerness and regret in his voice.

"Damn it, what were you doing with the chicken? I’m going to ask!"

Zhang Su roughly knew what the hen ate, but he couldn’t say it in front of everyone. He quickly ran toward Xie Yanshan through the crowd.