Chapter Forty-Two: The Zombie Giant

"According to Li Si's account, it was a green-skinned zombie."
Well, isn't every zombie green?
"It had a large frame, quite tall, with well-developed biceps..."
"During the fight with that zombie, Li Si discovered its strength was astonishing—it could easily knock the iron sword from his hand."
"Not only that, its jumping ability was impressive. Several times when Li Si tried to escape, the zombie simply leaped over and knocked him down."
"The other members of the Field Guard who came to assist described the elite zombie much as Li Si did..."
After listening to Yali's description, Mo Fangyuan fell silent for a moment.
Her words brought to mind the zombie giant from 'Mutant Creatures.'
Equally strong, equally massive, equally capable of leaping high...
If it really was that, it would be hard to deal with, but not impossible.
After all, Block People are social creatures; if one can't win alone, we can gang up!
If two can't do it, then three, if not three then four, five, six...
Each person strikes once—I refuse to believe it won't die.
"Tonight, don't split into teams—move together."
Though this would cause unnecessary losses to the farmland, Mo Fangyuan couldn't let greed for crops outweigh the lives of combat professionals.
As always, food can be replanted, but people lost are gone forever.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Having studied under Mo Fangyuan for some time, Yali understood this order.
"No rest tonight! Continue cultivating immortality!"
Mo Fangyuan turned with flair.
How to dispel worry? Only through the pursuit of immortality!

"Brother Lin Ye, how should I live in the kingdom?"
On the not-so-bustling street, two Block People—one tall, one short—walked hand in hand.
The shorter one on the right was Iron Nose, the taller on the left was Lin Ye.
Perhaps out of guilt for not rescuing him in time, or some other reason, Lin Ye took it upon himself to guide Iron Nose, helping him adapt quickly to life within the Block Kingdom.
He also offered Iron Nose some practical help and care.
"Your combat ability is excellent, and you're a specialized fighter. You can report to the Night Watch department—that's what His Majesty hopes for."
"If you join the Night Watch, you'll receive better treatment..."
"His Majesty..."
Hearing that the king wanted him, Iron Nose agreed without hesitation.
Mo Fangyuan's battle a few days ago had deeply shocked the still-young Iron Nose, who had since become Mo Fangyuan's staunchest fan.
As for what the Night Watch was—it was simply the renamed Field Guard.

Mo Fangyuan, upon returning, instructed Yali to officially rename the Field Guard as the "Night Watch."
The intention was clear: to watch over the land when darkness falls, and retreat at the break of dawn.
Of course, part of the reason was that "Field Guard" sounded terrible.
Simply put, the Night Watch embodied Mo Fangyuan's determination to fight monsters.
"The long night is upon us. From this day forth, I stand watch until death takes me.
I shall fight for the Block People, neither afraid nor retreating.
I shall be fearless and brave, slaying monsters without mercy.
I shall fulfill my duty, with life and death tied to this cause.
I am the sword in the darkness, the guard of the kingdom,
the flame against the dark, the light at dawn, the horn that awakens the sleepers, the shield that protects the kingdom.
I dedicate my life and honor to the Night Watch—tonight and every night."
Recalling the oath Mo Fangyuan composed for the Night Watch, Lin Ye felt his blood surge with enthusiasm, eager to battle monsters immediately.
"His Majesty is truly talented!"
Unable to find more words of praise, Lin Ye could only use this brief sentence to express his respect.
"Truly worthy of the crown! I... I shall become a Night Watchman, persevering unto death!"
Iron Nose, hearing such a bold vow, was as fired up as Lin Ye.
"Achoo... Is someone talking about me?"
Mo Fangyuan rubbed his nose, feeling somewhat paranoid lately.
Perhaps it was because of those white eyes!
"An elite zombie!"
"They lurk in the shadows while I stand in the open... Let's hope its brain is packed with muscle, or it'll be difficult to handle..."
"Your Majesty, I've grown to love this feeling!"
Outside the steep-roofed building serving as a classroom, Old Duan was enthusiastically explaining his teaching plans and methods for dealing with unruly children to Mo Fangyuan.
Old Duan was the village chief from the settlement Mo Fangyuan accepted in the Eastern Great River Basin. Since joining Mo Fangyuan in the Block Kingdom, his teaching talent had flourished.
Various theories and knowledge about raising children emerged from Old Duan, so Mo Fangyuan began teaching him everything he knew, which Old Duan would then organize, refine, and turn into books for the mischievous youngsters.
"If a child won't listen, won't study, or causes trouble, I hand them the problems I've written on paper!"
When it came to assignments, Old Duan grew excited.
"Using your suggestions, I've divided each sheet into multiple-choice, fill-in-the-blank, practical, and essay questions."
"Each sheet has a score, with one hundred points as full marks..."
"Ruler, tiger bench..."
The further Old Duan went, the harsher the punishments became.
Though there wasn't much physical harm, the mental torment was the deadliest!

"Brilliant work!"
Mo Fangyuan mourned for the bear children diligently studying in the classroom for one second, then left that place of trouble.
He wished to enjoy the scene, but had many things to do.
The warehouse was filling up with boxes; rows upon rows, neatly arranged, filled Mo Fangyuan with a sense of accomplishment.
Nothing pleased an old farmer more.
After visiting Zhang San's home to offer comfort, Mo Fangyuan set off for other parts of the kingdom.
A few hours later, having toured the Block People's realm, he returned to the central castle.
He went straight upstairs, as if something there was calling to him—something that awakened his most primal desires.
Entering his bedroom, Mo Fangyuan saw it.
She was slender, wrapped in a wide red cotton robe, with white lingerie barely visible beneath the red fabric...
Yes! It was Mo Fangyuan's grand bed!
Red quilt, white sheets!
Without hesitation,
Mo Fangyuan sat straight down on his bed!
Then he lay back!
And then, he fell asleep...
Well, cultivating immortality at night didn't conflict with sleeping during the day.
The sun slowly moved westward, first rising, then setting.
The hardworking people finished their day's labor, some chatting by the roadside, others hurrying home to embark on the grand endeavor of making babies...
Clearly, in this era lacking entertainment, the greatest joy people could find was procreation.
As the crowds on the street dispersed, night approached.
The Night Watch began to mobilize.
Zhang San was among them—or rather, she should now be called Zhang Lingyun.
Zhang Lingyun was the name Mo Fangyuan forcibly gave her; after all, such a beautiful mage can't be called Zhang San—it would be absurd.
At this moment, Zhang Lingyun was still wrapped in a gray robe, her stunning figure occasionally revealed by its movement...
Fortunately, Block People had little sense of aesthetics, so the other Night Watch members went about their duties, unaffected by the presence of this peerless beauty.
But Mo Fangyuan was different!
Especially as Zhang Lingyun pressed closer to him—he could feel those formidable assets.
As a vigorous modern man, how could he possibly endure such treatment?