Chapter 25: Playing a Round of Golf
In the Underground Cave, Tang Song held a Jade Engraving Knife, inscribing spirit marks onto a Bronze Armored Corpse.
Lines of spirit marks flickered on the Jade Engraving Knife, emitting streaks of white radiance, easily carving lines onto the Bronze Armored Corpse, which was harder than steel or iron.
These lines started from the Bronze Armored Corpse's fontanelle, ran through its entire body, reaching down to the Yongquan Point, and spread across all the major acupuncture points.
Seventy-two spirit marks formed a Great Yin Refining Form Formation Array.
The Great Yin Refining Form is precisely the Feng Shui Array of the Corpse Refining Lineage within Heshan Dao, used to draw in moonlight essence to nourish Armored Corpses and refine them into Dao Soldiers.
And at the apex of the Underground Cave, seventy-two silver crystals were covered in tiny spirit marks invisible to the naked eye, clearly forming a miniature magic array.
The interaction between the two magic arrays, combined with the Focusing Mirrors outside, could gather Lunar Yin Essence Qi from a ten-mile radius.
Tang Song casually pointed, and the Jade Engraving Knife flew up, carving spirit mark nodes on some hidden parts of the Bronze Armored Corpse.
At this moment, the thirty-six Armored Corpses had raised, plate-like blocks on their bodies, which shone with a brass-colored luster. This was the reason for the name Bronze Armored Corpse.
If the skin of an ordinary Iron Armored Corpse was as hard as iron and stone, invulnerable to blades and guns, then the skin of these Bronze Armored Corpses was so hard that even Qi Condensation Cultivators using ordinary magic tools might not be able to cut through their outer shell.
To be more intuitive, Tang Song tapped the skin on a Bronze Armored Corpse's arm with his finger, producing a crisp metallic clang.
With this hardness, ordinary rifle bullets were like a tickle to the Bronze Armored Corpses.
Even if you switched to a sniper rifle, unless it was a heavy sniper rifle using special armor-piercing bullets, it would still struggle to penetrate the Bronze Armored Corpse's skin.
"Coming to this world isn't without its benefits. At least the Lunar Yin Essence Qi and the power of moonlight essence aren't being fought over here!"
Tang Song felt the sense of security brought by the thirty-six body-protecting armored corpses and couldn't help but sigh.
One must know that even if he had been fortunate enough to obtain the Corpse Refining Method of Heshan Dao in the Jambudvīpa World, he couldn't have possibly refined thirty-six Bronze Armored Corpses in two years.
Firstly, corpses were hard to find. To refine corpses using the most ordinary corpses, the first step was to find a Corpse Nurturing Ground with excellent feng shui.
Such superior Corpse Nurturing Grounds were often already taken, and for a corpse to turn into a zombie, it would take at least three to five years, or even twenty to thirty years at most.
Even if blessed by heaven and encountering no setbacks during these years, what was refined would still be the most ordinary Armored Corpses, not even counting as Iron Armored Corpses.
Martial artists in the mortal world, if they were a bit bolder and had a sharper divine weapon in hand, could cut down these freshly produced zombies as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.
Once the corpse became a zombie, the time that followed was for Nourishing Corpses, feeding and Refining Armored Corpses with human blood and souls, and then gathering Lunar Yin Essence Qi to refine their form.
Not to mention whether wanton slaughter would attract Immortal Sect Cultivators, as various countries on the Jambudvīpa Continent were backed by Immortal Sects.
Even without feeding the corpses human blood, if Tang Song just found a random corner and used the Great Yin Refining Form method to refine Armored Corpses, the essence monsters and demonic creatures attracted by the moonlight essence qi from a hundred-mile radius as soon as the moonlight gathered would be enough to give Tang Song a hard time.
Upon arriving in the Marvel World, Tang Song instead felt like a fish in water.
Werewolves have a naturally strong constitution, not inferior to ordinary Armored Corpses, and possess a natural sense of compatibility with Great Yin Moonlight Essence Qi.
They were the best possible material for Refining Armored Corpses. The best part was, these werewolves had no one backing them.
One must know that in the Jambudvīpa World, a Rogue Cultivator like Tang Song had to consider whether a Great Sage was standing behind even when killing a single monkey essence monster.
Before fighting someone, he had to think repeatedly; otherwise, he wouldn't make a move. After making a move, he would use means as ruthless as possible, and after killing someone, their souls must also be scattered, ensuring no trace was left behind.
Being a Rogue Cultivator was cautious, like walking on thin ice. How could it be as carefree as he is now?
"Frank used the Skeleton Demon on him?"
Tang Song's Divine Sense trembled, and the magic tool carving knife stopped moving.
The Skeleton Demon Bone Beads that Frank and Kane carried were magic tools he had refined.
Once activated, Tang Song would naturally sense it.
"Frank encountered a troublesome enemy?!"
The Skeleton Demon Bone Bead on Frank was just an ordinary magic tool with three restriction seals. If he really encountered a powerful opponent...
Tang Song pondered for a moment, walked to the elevator, opened the glass cover next to it, and took out a red telephone.
Dialing the number, Tang Song only waited three seconds before the call connected.
"Kane, something happened with Frank. Take some men to check it out!"
Hanging up the phone, Tang Song returned to the Altar to continue inscribing spirit marks and Refining Body-Protecting Armored Corpses.
A Small Gang, even with more accidents, Frank and Kane combined were enough to resolve it.
Now was not the middle to late stage of the Marvel World, where Superheroes were everywhere and Supervillains were not even as good as dogs.
...
The next morning, in a Private Room at the Guns N' Roses Bar.
Tang Song was wiping the water stains from his face with a towel. In the Private Room's Living Room, Kane, Frank, and Lane were playing cards.
"Boss!"
Seeing Tang Song come out, the three greeted him.
"Stop playing, come eat first!"
On the nearby dining table, several exquisite breakfasts were laid out, including sandwiches, hamburgers, sliced bacon, Libyan ham, as well as Chinese style white porridge, shrimp dumplings, and youtiao.
After finishing breakfast, Tang Song wiped his mouth and looked towards the set of silver samurai armor in the corner of the Living Room.
This was the spoils of war Frank brought back yesterday.
Just now, Frank had told him what happened last night.
The Foot Clan's territory now belonged to Tang, and the remaining gunmen of The Hand in New York were also dealt with by Frank and Kane with their men.
Adamantium. In Tang Song's impression, the famous Wolverine among Mutants had claws made of Adamantium, which were said to be indestructible.
There was also intelligence regarding this aspect in the Underworld. It was said to be a type of man-made metal formed by mixing extraterrestrial meteorite components into carbon alloy. Once the ore was smelted and cooled, it would still not show any sign of melting even at a high temperature of 500,000℃.
The manufacturing technology for this alloy was considered top secret even in the frequently active intelligence trading of the Underworld. One could only see requests for this intelligence, but never anyone selling information about it.
The boss of a Small Gang in New York actually had a set of armor made of Adamantium.
Tang Song walked up to where the samurai armor was placed, formed his right hand into a Sword Finger, and a three-foot-long sword-shaped phantasmal image appeared at his fingertip.
Within the phantasmal image, dots of white radiance flickered, like scattered stars in the night sky.
*Chi! Chi!*...
Tang Song waved his joined fingers, and an ear-piercing metal scraping sound accompanied by sparks flying erupted.
Frank watched from the side, dumbfounded. The silver armor that even rifle bullets couldn't penetrate was actually carved with a long scratch under the Boss's finger.
He stared intently at the sword image in front of Tang Song's fingertip as if seeing an alien.
Licking his lips, he quickly grabbed the large-caliber revolver that Kane had placed on the table and smashed it towards the sword image.
The gun passed through and then broke into two pieces, with smooth breaks, not even a single burr.
Kane was a bit angry, slapping Frank hard on the shoulder and saying in a deep voice, "This is the oldest first-generation German military high-power revolver... Frank, you wait for me."
Frank didn't pay attention to Kane. He knew that as long as Tang Song was here, the two of them wouldn't fight.
"Boss, what kind of magic are you cultivating? I remember when I first met you, although your skills were very formidable, it wasn't like this now. And those magical skeletons, it's simply like demigod heroes in myths,"
Frank licked his lips. "Boss, can you teach us this kind of Kung Fu!"
"Teach you!" Tang Song pondered for a moment, feeling a bit of a headache. It wasn't that he was being secretive.
"Your strength really should be properly improved, but what I know is very difficult for you to understand. It's like a small insect that only lives in the summer, can you clearly explain to it what ice is?"
Frank shook his head.
"Wait for me to organize it and find a method suitable for you!"
Tang Song's fingertip traced over the silver armor. The hardness of this set of armor was indeed astonishing.
Moreover, the proportion of Adamantium inside seemed not much.
"Lane, later, look for it in the Underworld. I want a batch of Adamantium."
...
After a simple wash and changing clothes, Tang Song came to the bar's Rooftop. At this time, the several Focusing Mirrors on the Rooftop were already hidden from sight. On the Helipad, a silver private helicopter was parked.
Lane was already sitting in the driver's seat. As a former Flight Instructor of the German Black Devil Special Forces, his driving skills were naturally beyond doubt.
Tang Song got on the helicopter. The light helicopter, capable of holding four to five people, was arranged extremely commercially, with sofas, small air conditioners, and everything available.
After Tang Song was seated steadily, the helicopter's propeller began to rotate, slowly taking off and flying away from the Rooftop.
In the helicopter cabin, Tang Song picked up the Gift Box on the seat next to him and casually opened it.
Inside was an ancient-looking Octagonal Medal. The material was gold-plated, with four sides and eight corners, and a painted portrait in the center.
The Order of Saint Januarius was a knightly medal awarded by the House of Bourbon-Two Sicilies, the Ruling Family of the former Kingdom of Italy, the Kingdom of the Two Sicilies. It was also the highest-level medal of the Kingdom of the Two Sicilies, first established by King of Spain Charles III, who ruled Naples.
This was a gift Lane had specially chosen for the Future Governor.
This Important Figure of the Republican Party, his father was the former Governor of New York State, and he currently had the highest popularity in the gubernatorial election in New York State.
This Italian-American Politician would likely like this gift.
...
Long Island, Dunes Golf Club.
At this time, seven or eight private helicopters were already parked on the Helipad of the Dunes Club.
And in the Outdoor Parking Lot not far away, there was no lack of luxury cars like Rolls-Royce, Bentley, and Bugatti Veyron.
As Tang Song just got off the plane, he saw Father Declerck from afar.
Both domestically and internationally, many rich people seemed to have the habit of playing golf.
This seemed to be a sport for the rich to distinguish themselves from ordinary people.
After all, the cost of playing golf was a threshold for ordinary people.
Just like the Dunes Golf Club, it was a membership system, and besides the membership fee, there was also a condition review for Club Members.
Tang Song changed into a set of golf attire in the Locker Room. Under the introduction of Father Declerck, he simply played a round of golf with the Mister Governor.
As expected, Tang Song's gift made this Italian-American Politician very satisfied, and the two talked happily.
During this time, the two did not discuss any topic of benefit exchange, just simply played a game.
Then, this key figure of the Republican Party, the Future Governor of New York State, was called away.
After all, Tang Song was not the only one who wanted to play golf with him.
This was a gathering held in the name of playing golf.
The people who came here were either rich or noble, and the center of this gathering was the Mister Governor.
Tang Song took a drink from a Caddy, drank a sip, and casually handed her the golf club. Tang Song's gaze swept over this Caddy.
One must say, as a membership system golf club, they were well-versed in the art of service.
Male Members were basically accompanied by Female Caddies. Their looks, while not absolutely stunning, could be considered beauties anywhere.
Just the Caddy next to him, with blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing a short skirt that reached her knees and a short shirt under which something trembled, about to spill out. With a cap on, she looked both alluring and somewhat capable.
After Tang Song finished drinking, he looked at the people playing nearby, his gaze sweeping across them, and he saw a familiar figure.
(end of chapter)