Taoist priests in the supernatural world

Chapter 34 Doomsday Prophecy, the Return of the Gods

"I want to control all the armies in the land."

Huang Bai stood before the altar and set this goal for himself.

To others, Resident Evil is nothing more than a post-apocalyptic world overrun by zombies and spreading viruses.

But in Huang Bai's eyes, this place was simply a treasure land that the military and martial arts lineage had always dreamed of.

the reason is simple.

First, zombies are closer in nature to evil spirits. They are inherently incompatible with humans, so killing many of them will not diminish one's karma.

The concept of "hidden virtue" is something that cannot be seen or touched in ordinary times, but those who truly follow the path of spiritual cultivation dare not disregard it.

If someone is too bloodthirsty or uses too evil methods in the early stages, they will inevitably suffer a fatal setback at some critical moment.

Secondly, zombies, in terms of their physical appearance, closely resemble blood zombies, making them naturally suitable for sacrificial purposes.

An opportunity that allows for blood sacrifice without indiscriminate killing of innocents is extremely rare.

As the saying goes, "It takes a hundred years to cultivate the yin soil and a thousand years to nurture the Dharma realm."

"If this trip is successful, it might save me from hundreds of years of hard work."

The so-called Yin Earth is the soil where ghosts and spirits reside.

Ghosts can stay there to nourish their souls and physical bodies.

A jar of yin soil is enough to hold hundreds or even thousands of ghost soldiers.

If a true Dharma realm were to be cultivated, that would be even more extraordinary. At that time, a single military tally would be enough to mobilize the troops of the lower altars within the entire altar.

Normally, an altar of this scale wouldn't even be considered without hundreds or thousands of years of accumulated yin energy.

But now, Huang Bai has a whole ready-made materials warehouse right in front of him.

In the days that followed, Huang and Bai split things up into two parts.

One option was to have the Yaksha continue digging underground to expand his sanctuary and altar.

On the other hand, he was wandering around the city, specifically looking for murder scenes with the heaviest yin energy and the strongest death aura.

In the basement, the candlelight flickered gently, and the sandalwood incense slowly rose.

Huang Bai stood before the altar, making hand gestures and chanting incantations.

"Soul, soul, come to my altar."

As the incantation was recited, two wisps of black smoke immediately flew out from the altar.

The black smoke swirled in the air for a moment, then gradually condensed into a human shape.

Those were two newly acquired ghosts, their skin glowing with an eerie green, their bodies semi-transparent, and their deaths were different, clearly indicating that they had recently died.

"Greetings, Lord."

Huang Bai glanced at it, and finally a smile appeared on his face.

"Great, two more."

The altar nurtures ghosts, and the ghosts, in turn, nurture the altar.

Once this approach works, the expansion of Yin Earth is only a matter of time.

On the street, in a damp and narrow alley.

Several corpses lay in pools of blood, their eyes wide open, dying with unfinished business. Stains of blood still splattered against the wall, and the air was thick with the damp, rusty smell of metal.

Huang Bai held up the camera and filmed the entire scene from beginning to end.

After taking the photos, he stood next to the corpse, made hand gestures, and silently chanted incantations.

The next moment, a wisp of yin energy, invisible to ordinary people, slowly rose from the corpse and was drawn into Huang Bai's sleeve.

Just then, police sirens suddenly sounded outside the alley.

Soon, a police car stopped at the entrance of the alley.

The car door opened, and a tall, blonde, white policewoman stepped out quickly; it was Jill.

She had just received a report that two more bodies had been found, so she immediately led a team over.

"Don't move! Raccoon City Special Operations Team!"

Huang Bai slowly turned around, as if he had expected her to come.

Jill's expression changed the moment she saw him.

"Why is it you again?"

This is not the first time.

In recent crime scenes, Huang Bai always arrived before the police, and each time he managed to explain himself in a plausible way. He also always had a camera in his hand, which made Jill feel inexplicably awkward.

She even began to suspect that these cases might have been related to Huang Bai from the start.

Huang Bai raised the camera in his hand, looking very calm.

"Please, officer, I'm a priest."

Is it strange that God's agent knows things he shouldn't know?

"Besides, I have a video recording; it was filmed the whole time. If you don't believe me, watch it yourself."

Jill's expression was still very unpleasant, but she still took the video and watched it once.

In the footage, Huang Bai did arrive a little earlier than her, but there was no sign of him directly taking action.

After watching the video, she still waved her hand, somewhat unwilling.

"Police are on high alert. Please leave, sir."

"No problem."

Huang Bai smiled, turned around and left.

He's currently in Raccoon City, and Jill is one of the people he's most concerned about. Further down the list are Ada Wong, Alice, and those other key characters.

Huang Bai already had a plan in mind.

Once the real crisis erupts, these people can all be recruited by him. At least in this world, they are all considered daring individuals.

For Huang Bai, the goal for this realm is very clear.

First, train soldiers and cultivate altars.

Second, research the T-virus.

Currently, the Umbrella Corporation is at its most powerful and heavily guarded, so there is no need for a direct confrontation.

It would be better to wait until the disaster actually breaks out and they mess things up themselves before collecting the researchers and data.

After leaving the scene, Huang Bai returned to his "three-point line" life.

Inside the church, the sound of hymns echoed softly.

Huang Bai stood at the front, leading the believers in prayer.

With his eerie green eyes and his almost miraculous exorcism tricks, he was able to achieve his goal.

Huang Bai's prestige among believers was already ridiculously high. If he wanted to, he could not only become a priest, but also secretly gather a group of fanatical followers and become the leader of the cult himself.

Huang Bai stood at the front of the stage and spoke in a calm tone:

"In the future, the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse will roam the earth. Plagues will spread, and death and suffering will follow."

Below the stage, Jill was mingling in the crowd, sizing him up.

Ever since Huang Bai started showing up at crime scenes, Jill's suspicions grew stronger. But since she couldn't find any evidence against him openly, she had to find another way: to keep a close watch on him.

She naturally didn't believe Huang Bai's doomsday prophecy.

On the other side of the church, Ida Hood sat in a corner, listening with growing drowsiness.

She didn't come here today to convert to Christianity; she just found this recently famous Eastern priest interesting and came to take a look.

At that moment, someone in the audience stood up.

"Father, if the end of the world really is coming, what should we do?"

Jill immediately perked up.

In her view, this was nothing more than a common tactic used by scammers: first scare people into donating money and delivering goods, then solicit their loyalty.

But what Huang Bai said next was completely different from what she had expected.

"Avoid crowded places. Stock up on food, medicine, and water as soon as possible."

"If possible, it's best to prepare a basement, or at least find a safe, enclosed location."

Huang Bai spoke very seriously, not at all like he was joking.

Someone in the audience couldn't help but ask:

"When will the end of the world end, Father?"

Huang Bai remained silent for a moment before speaking:

"The gods will return, and the end will come."

In fact, he didn't know exactly how long this disaster would last.

After the service ended, Huang Bai had just stepped out of the church when Jill quickly followed him out.

"Mr. Huang, wait a moment."

Huang Bai stopped and turned to look at her.

"You're publicly promoting doomsday theories," Jill stared at him. "Aren't you afraid of causing panic?"

Huang Bai looked at her and suddenly smiled.

"I just saw a glimpse of the future."

"The dead rise from the dead, civilization crumbles, and the world rots away bit by bit. Now that you've seen it, why can't you warn others?"

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Jill again.

"You'd better prepare early too."

"Officer Jill, don't say I didn't warn you."

After saying that, he didn't explain further and turned to leave.

Jill stood there, watching his retreating figure, her strange feeling growing stronger.

Soon after, rumors of an impending doom began to circulate in the Chinese community and some white communities in Raccoon City.

Some people scoffed, some were skeptical, and a few actually started stockpiling supplies, reinforcing their houses, and preparing for their escape route.

Riding this wave, Huang Bai was featured in several local newspapers and magazines.

Some say he's a crazy, two-faced priest, while others say he's truly capable, seeing things that others can't.

Even television stations approached him, asking him to do interviews.

In front of the camera, Huang Bai appeared calm and composed, speaking fluently and confidently.

In a secluded room, this interview was being broadcast on television.

On the sofa, a short-haired woman stared at the screen listlessly. It was Alice, who was currently a senior security guard for the Umbrella Corporation.

There was another woman sitting next to her.

On TV, Huang Bai continued spouting his "doomsday prophecies," but the conversation between the two people inside almost completely drowned out the program.

"The Umbrella Corporation is conducting human research in secret and developing biological weapons. I will provide virus samples as evidence, and you are responsible for making them public."

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