A black whirlwind formed around He Ruozhi's body.

Mooney deftly circled the air and smiled somewhat contemptuously.

"It's not impossible for you to go home, but now you can no longer appear in that world as a human."

"Ah?" He Ruozhi was a bit desperate.

"But -" said Mooney, "if you become a warrior of our tribe, there is still a way to continue to exist in that world, and I can guarantee that you can live better than before. No one will ever call you a 'coward' again!"

"Absolutely no one will ever say that I am... a coward again?" He Ruozhi repeated and his heart lit up with flames.

But it's a bit excessive to ask him to exist as a skeleton soldier.

"You can rest assured that we won't turn you into a skeleton soldier. After all, you're still in a state of half immortality, and we can't turn you into a skeleton soldier," Mooney said with a smile

"Then what are you doing?" He Ruozhi asked strangely.

Mooney replied, "We are going to carry out a very dangerous mission on earth. The core of this mission is a human who is loyal to the Dark Queen and proficient in skeleton martial arts and undead magic. How about we need this human to protect the reincarnated Dark Queen?"

"He Ruozhi was completely confused when he heard this. He just grasped the key points and asked, 'When can I go back and work for you for how long?'"

Mooney smiled and said, "After you have completed all the cultivation of the Undead, you can leave the Dark Jedi. As for how long the task will last... it depends on the final result."

"He Ruozhi lowered his head and thought for a long time. Suddenly, Mooney turned into a piece of white paper filled with Latin characters. Mooney said in a very enchanting voice, 'Come on... sign it. Sign this contract. I promise to train you to be the strongest person in the world!'"

Perhaps the four words "the strongest person" touched the chord of He Ruozhi's heart, perhaps due to accumulated resentment for a long time. In short, He Ruozhi resolutely took over the quill pen with his own blood and signed his name at the end of the contract.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Mooney gave a trick and succeeded in laughing. The contract was burned into pieces of flying ash by the anonymous Yin fire, and then all of it was involved in He Ruozhi's chest, forming a pure black swirling pattern at the heart.

"What is this?" He Ruozhi turned pale in surprise.

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Mooney approached mysteriously and said, "This is our contract. From today on, you are the lowest level skeleton soldier under the throne of the Dark Queen. If you want to violate this contract, you will never be able to leave the Dark Jedi!"

"No, isn't it, miscellaneous soldier?"

He Ruozhi thought it was like in a novel that Mooney casually passed on a level of skill and then he could happily leave this ghost place and return to the world.

"Oh, maybe there's something wrong with my statement. You're not even a miscellaneous soldier. You're just a servant of the Bone Dragon Gerat. Yes, you'll be a servant of Gerat for a year. Remember never to disobey your master!"

The crimson glow in Gerat's eye socket revealed a very "friendly" smile at He Ruozhi.

A crucial question suddenly arises from He Ruozhi:

I'm really stupid!

From beginning to end, I didn't even understand half a word on the contract, and I actually signed my name like this. Damn it!

Who knows what these perverts want to do on their own!

He Ruozhi once heard that some international drug trafficking organizations have used unsuspecting ordinary people to hide drugs and even dissected their stomachs to forcibly put drugs in them.

I have also heard that some terrorist organizations use children who don't understand anything to place bombs on them and use these innocent children to make human bombs.

Alas... What's more, now we are signing contracts with even weirder undead spirits than drug traffickers and terrorists!

Who would have thought that in today's era of technology, when humans conquer the universe, other children in other families are waving electric guns in front of the PS 114 generation to beat the skeleton monsters on the screen to pieces, but they deserve to be the servants of this bone dragon!

It's really aB He's a cd! Watermelon is a jackfruit! More planes than durian!

What's more, even if what these monsters say is true, He Ruozhi doesn't feel any good about it.

Please, this is the era of the universe. In this era, the girls most admire the mecha knights who wear the mecha to explore the mysterious colonial stars and invade the monsters of the five major star regions!

If I really summon two skeleton soldiers on the street, wouldn't it be like being beaten to death like an interstellar alien? I don't even know how to die!

And what kind of dark queen doesn't know who it is from? Could it be the kind of s * m maniac wearing a black leather coat and holding a white bone whip? Yes, it's very likely that after thousands of years of dealing with these skeleton monsters, it's also difficult to be crazy.

In a word, I was completely deceived into becoming the strongest person in the universe. If these skeleton soldiers were truly the strongest in the universe, they wouldn't have been beaten and hid in such a ghost place by humans.

Having said that, even if the other party used violence, He Ruozhi had no way but to obediently agree.

He is such a man with no character. His cowardly character has lurked into his bone marrow, which is not to say that he can get rid of it.

"Food, help me brush off the mud on my feet quickly, or I'll eat you in one gulp!"

The bone dragon Gerat is raging again.

He Ruozhi quickly stopped dreaming and ran over with a basin of blood in one hand and a brush made of a dead person's head in the other.

Using a brush dipped in blood to vigorously brush off the mud on the feet of the Bone Dragon is His main job.

"Then again, the boss, Gerat, is more hospitable than some of the older brothers He Ruozhi has worked with before.".

At least Bone Dragon won't stick glue on He Ruozhi's seat or harass him when he defecates.

As long as the bone dragon's body is brushed clean, this guy will have no problems.

But even at the beginning of such a simple job, He Ruozhi still studied for several months.

Recalling what happened in the afterlife that day, He Ruozhi felt a chill