Chapter 213: Chapter 176: Why Does a Military Big Shot Like You Want Quan Xiaobai and the Corpse Cultivation Technique?
"This bureau is not open to the public..."
Hearing this, the breath of the others present involuntarily hitched.
In the Dragon Country’s system, those present were considered top elites, and naturally, they already knew that the state would take action in the face of previous anomalies.
They expected the state to take it seriously, but didn’t expect it to be taken so seriously, enough to make others envious!
The secretary glanced at the document and continued:
"Two: Starting today, led by the national television station, a new round of network opinion control will commence, and local areas must closely cooperate. Specific regulations and plans will be delivered after the meeting ends."
"Three: Starting today, closely monitor all Daoist temples, monasteries, and major mountains and rivers. If there are any abnormalities, impose immediate emergency control."
"Four: Regarding the zombie case, the instigator Quan Xiaobai should be executed in principle, but considering his good attitude of admitting mistakes, he is now arranged to experiment number 3..."
The document was a full five pages, and when the last word fell, the meeting room was so silent you could hear a pin drop.
The changes in everyone’s expressions were unclear, but from their small movements, like tapping the chair or stroking their chins, it was obvious that their hearts were not as calm as their faces.
After a moment of silence, the person in the main seat spoke: "This is a draft. If any of you have ideas, feel free to supplement it."
After hearing this, everyone became even more silent.
In Dragon Country, as long as you are a native, you would know that the draft is essentially the final law, only with slight deviations in the final details!
"Well..."
The right-hand man stood up and said, "Can we nationalize all the Daoist temples and centralize the management of the Daoists? If someone is disobedient, we can suppress them, and station our own people in the temples, which would make things more convenient."
When he said this, not only did the person on the left look at him, but those on the right couldn’t help but glance at him as well.
This was indeed the top figure on the right-hand side, truly aggressive!
"I disagree. Let’s not even talk about how it would look—it would cause too big of a stir. Do you really think that the spies of the Western hyenas are vegetarians?"
"I also disagree. We should focus on prevention. This approach would lose people’s support faster than capitalism."
"Disagree..."
Those seated on the left all voiced their opposition. The second on the right thought about it and suggested, "We could start with a pilot in one Daoist temple. I think the Changchun Temple in Z City..."
Before he could finish, he was interrupted by the first on the left: "What, do you want to face the wrath of Elder An and the others head-on?"
The second on the right coughed lightly and tactfully changed his target: "In this operation, the Qianyun Temple in Y City did well. Why not start with them?"
"Hmm, that’s doable." The first on the left agreed, slapping the table.
"Oh, and those two little Daoists, one named Lin Nanbei and the other Lin Jingye, can also be recruited. They are promising talents." The elderly room monitor suggested.
"Fine! Old Sun, how is the progress on the information shared by Quan Xiaobai and Li Tie?" the person in the main seat asked, turning his head towards him.
"Our personnel have analyzed and checked it, and we also had it reviewed by our own Daoists. There should be no issues..."
The elder furrowed his brow, somewhat incredulous, "According to their account, this Corpse Cultivation Technique has six levels. It starts with the Iron Corpse and then progresses to Silver Corpse, Golden Corpse, Jade Corpse, and so on.
"The Iron Corpse is just a standard zombie, nearly invulnerable and extremely strong, but it has no other distinguishing features. Starting from the Silver Corpse, zombies undergo a drastic transformation—not only in speed and strength but also acquiring intelligence. However, the characteristics of Silver Corpse and above have not been further validated."
The crowd couldn’t help but gasp in surprise.
"Damn, isn’t this like a movie?"
Confirming there were no issues with the draft, the main seat continued: "How has the analysis of the zombie created by Quan Xiaobai gone?"
"Our personnel immediately took samples for experimental analysis, but thus far, no results have been prepared."
The third on the right couldn’t resist butting in: "What about Quan Xiaobai? The thing he created—can he really not know about it? We surely can’t just believe him if he says he doesn’t know, right?"
"When we communicated with him, our micro-expression psychologists were also present. They said Quan Xiaobai wasn’t lying."
The elder shook his head, sighing, clearly feeling it’s somewhat absurd.
"Okay, well, let the professionals continue their analysis..."
The main seat also seemed somewhat helpless and frustrated dealing with someone who admits knowing nothing yet created a monster with his bare hands, indeed quite bewildering.
"How about the two mysterious individuals from that day? Any findings?"
"Already found out." The second on the left pulled out a folder and then passed the documents within to the assistant, who distributed them to everyone present:
"According to the Celestial Eye, after leaving the scene, the two of them drove off in a shared car, then returned to a hotel in Pixian County. The next day, they split up, one heading south and the other returning to Z City."
"Z City? Is it the Z City with Changchun Temple?"
The second on the left gave a faint glance, affirming: "Not just the Z City with Changchun Temple, but it’s also where that little Daoist is from."
Hiss!
The news was so shocking that everyone present gasped in surprise.
But they tacitly agreed not to bring up the topic again, instead switching to other matters.
Much later, the specific processes and tone of the plan were finalized.
The person in the main seat, searching within himself, showed a tired face: "Gentlemen, compared to our ancestors, we’ve lived too comfortably these years, resulting in different voices within us. But this incident is of great importance, concerning the fortune of the Dragon Country. I don’t care what you think; whoever dares to drag their feet or play tricks on this matter, don’t blame me for being unsympathetic!"
"Yes!"
Everyone put on serious expressions, making their commitment.
The meeting began to disperse, with familiar figures chatting and laughing, leaving together.
Just as the second on the left was tidying up his documents, the first on the right lightly coughed twice, mysteriously pulling him to a secluded corner.
"Old Sun, tell your old buddy the truth, is that zombie really as powerful as you say?"
The first on the right rubbed his hands, looking at him with eager anticipation.
The second on the left nodded: "Based on Quan Xiaobai’s account, scriptures, and on-site combat records, I fear it might even be more powerful."
"Good! Good! Good!"
The first on the right was all smiles, exclaiming ’good’ three times, then slyly pulled the second on the left closer, whispering: "How about lending me Quan Xiaobai for a few days? I promise to return him to you intact after using him."
Hearing this, the second on the left immediately became wary, suspiciously eyeing him: "Old Li, what do you intend to do?"
The first on the right looked around, seeing no one else, then draped his arm over the second on the left’s shoulder and quietly said: "Aren’t you truly old-fashioned? Such a good special combat force, are you really planning to waste it?!"
The second on the left was dumbfounded for a moment, then pushed him away furiously: "Your idea is too dangerous! Didn’t you see that if not for the intervention of the Changchun Temple’s Daoist Master, that zombie almost wiped out our troops! I think you’re crazy!"
The first on the right, undeterred, put his arm around his shoulder again, chuckling: "That was because that thing evolved into a Silver Corpse, wasn’t it? We just need the basic version of the Iron Corpse. It’s obedient, with strong individual capabilities—what’s there to fear!"
This time, the second on the left didn’t push him away, merely continued to frown: "Aren’t you considering the humanitarian aspect? According to Quan Xiaobai, Lands of Extreme Yin are relatively easy to find, but Spirit-Connected Corpses are rare, and if poorly managed, the zombie could suddenly lose control..."
"Hey, I’ve already considered all of this!"
The first on the right, mysteriously, pulled a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it over.
"What is this?"
The second on the left opened it while speaking in confusion.
"It’s from Sakura, the White Bear, Korea, and other countries, places where there are frequent hauntings and unrest. Our people have already inquired secretly, and it’s possible to manipulate the corpses in these places." The old man on the right laughed sinisterly.
"Besides, let them lose control. I never planned to use them for domestic operations anyway."
"You’re mad. I think you’re mad!"
The second on the left pushed him away again, but this time with less force: "I think your proposal is fundamentally dangerous and I can’t accept it!"
"Unless there’s approval from above, I won’t agree."
Seeing the old man on the right leave directly, the old man on the left wasn’t disappointed but rather smiled even more brightly.
If he were truly firmly opposed, he wouldn’t use the word ’principally.’
Nor would he have referred to approval from above but demanded a paper document!
