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Zombies are born from the resentment and filth of heaven and earth. They are immortal and immortal. He was abandoned by the three realms of heaven, earth and human beings and outside the six realms of sentient beings. Wandering and homeless. In the human world, he uses resentment as his strength, feeds on blood, and uses the blood of all living beings to vent his endless loneliness. Jiang Chen pondered, are all zombies like this? So where did I learn these skills? Why don't I know them? Am I really a zombie? Well, technically speaking, I'm not really a zombie, at most I'm just a living dead. Although he still maintains the habits of a living person, his body is decaying uncontrollably and heading toward death. Until a letter from a hundred years ago gave me hope of living. To your self a hundred years ago, when you read this letter, you should feel that you are beginning to transform.

In the prehistoric world, murderous intent is everywhere, and the weak prey on the strong. Chen Shi traveled through time and thought he could only struggle to survive, but unexpectedly awakened a [Prehistoric Farm] that can be infinitely upgraded! Farm land deed → Innate spiritual soil → Hongmeng Immortal Field, the concentration of spiritual energy increased ten thousand times! Ordinary spiritual seeds → top-quality innate spiritual roots → chaos treasure embryos, the yield increases a hundred times! The most outrageous thing is the mysterious [Gourd Vine] in the center of the farm! Absorb the ancient luck → produce nine-color gourds → each gourd contains a great law! Others were beaten to death in order to snatch the innate spiritual treasure, but Chen Shi was on the farm, watching his gourd vine advance to the holy level, and the gourd transformed into a gourd baby. While the Second Sage of the West was still worrying about his disciples, and Yuanshi Tianzun was still planning to become a god, Chen Shi's farm had already stocked up with countless top-notch spiritual roots and magic weapons. Even the Demon God of Chaos wanted to fight against the autumn wind! "What saint of heaven and what devil of chaos dare to quarrel with my grandson?" Chen Shi stood proudly on the top of the farm, overlooking the vast wilderness: "This vast wilderness will eventually become my, Chen Shi's, private vegetable garden!" Calabash kids: "Grandpa!!!"