I Made Zombies into an Assembly Line in the Republic of China

In the Dharma-ending era, no one believes in puppetry? Qin Yan wanted to regain his strength. The yellow-level iron sheet is mass-produced, and the black-level fighting spirit defeats ghosts. His eyes are filled with jealousy and his heart is filled with passion. On the eve of the relocation of the Ren family's tomb, five green zombies were working overtime in the tomb of the gods - old man with red eyes, have you arranged your number?