Weird Apocalypse: Rebirth Starts with Trillions of Ghost Money

Chapter 1559 Spring Blossoms (Thanks to the amazing author "Handsome and Embarrassing" for

As Chen Mu and his group flew high in the sky, they looked down upon Wangjiang City, which was covered in a blanket of white snow.

The heavy snow that had fallen for several days finally stopped.

But the air was still bitterly cold, making every breath feel like the chill of winter.

After flying for about five minutes, Chen Mu arrived at the familiar suburbs.

Looking out, all below was a vast expanse of white. The snow on the plains stretched out as one, without any abrupt gaps.

However, Chen Mu knew that the space of the Lake of Fallen Gods was actually hidden in this seemingly intact plain.

Now that he has the Time and Space Master as a subordinate, Chen Mu's understanding of space is much deeper than before.

I used to find it amazing, but now I can think about how it was done from a spatial perspective.

I wonder if the Lord of Time and Space, if summoned, could discern anything from this.

However, the possibility is unlikely.

As Chen Mu was thinking this, he saw Zhao Xingyu, who was leading the group, suddenly make a sharp left turn.

Chen Mu and the others followed behind and did the same.

During this continuous maneuvering, Chen Mu could clearly feel the chill in the surroundings beginning to dissipate.

Instead, a warm spring breeze blows.

Clearly, under Zhao Xingyu's guidance, Chen Mu and the others were gradually entering the space of the Lake of Fallen Gods.

With another sharp turn, the original white snowfield immediately disappeared.

Instead, a sunken basin was formed.

Surrounding the basin is a ring of rising mountains, enclosing it.

We've arrived at the Lake of Fallen Gods!

Having irrigated the area several times, Chen Mu was already very familiar with the process.

However, Chen Mu was somewhat surprised by this visit.

"How did the Lake of Fallen Gods become like this?" Chen Mu muttered to himself.

In the previous visits, whether it was in the summer or the autumn, I came.

The seasons in the Lake of Fallen Gods are basically the same as those in the outside world.

In the scorching summer, the Lake of Fallen Gods is parched and cracked.

In autumn, the trees wither and the Lake of Fallen Gods becomes desolate and bleak.

It's winter now, and theoretically, the Lake of Fallen Gods should also be in winter.

Even if it doesn't snow, it should at least be bitterly cold.

But the Lake of Fallen Gods before us showed no sign of its frigid winds.

Looking around, the mountains surrounding the Lake of Fallen Gods were covered with lush willow trees.

The branches of these willows are all a vibrant, fresh green. It's clear that spring has arrived, and the willows by the lake are swaying gently.

The Lake of Fallen Gods is even more peculiar.

After several irrigations, the previously cracked lakebed is now filled with water.

At a glance, Chen Mu could tell that the water was significantly deeper this time.

After the last irrigation, there is only a thin layer of shallow water. In some higher areas, the lakebed is even exposed.

But this time, the entire lakebed was submerged. Chen Mu tried to penetrate the surface, but found that a mysterious force was blocking his view, preventing him from seeing how deep the water actually was.

Based on the elevation of the shore, Chen Mu guessed that the water was about one meter deep.

For a lake, it's considered shallow. But compared to the Lake of Fallen Gods a year ago, it's much better now.

The lake surface ripples with blue waves, and sections of bamboo shoots, nourished by spring rain, emerge from the water and stand upright.

I glanced at it and saw that at least a hundred or two had grown.

Chen Mu was also surprised to find that among the bamboo shoots and spring rain, there were actually several ducks swimming leisurely on the water.

What a beautiful sight of springtime in full bloom!

Zhao Xingyu, standing to the side, pointed to the swimming ducks and said to Chen Mu:

"Mr. Chen, these ducks are some unhatched duck eggs that I bought on the way back from Wangjiang City last time."

A vast lake would feel empty without some living creatures to decorate it.

After buying the duck eggs, I threw them into the water. Three to five days later, the ducklings hatched.

"If Mr. Chen doesn't mind, I'll send over a few ducks once they're fully grown, so you can have a taste."

Xiaoxi pointed at the duck and whispered to Chacha, "The duck is so cute, why do we have to eat it?"

Cha Cha replied casually, "Because it tastes good."

Xiaoxi immediately shut up, and the way she looked at the duck also underwent a subtle change.

Listening to Zhao Xingyu's words, Chen Mu was able to glean a lot of useful information from them.

It's like putting a few ducks in the Lake of Fallen Gods.

As the main body of the Lake of Fallen Gods, whatever is on its surface is of great importance.

The fact that Zhao Xingyu was able to make the decision to release ducks into the lake suggests that he must hold a high position.

Why did Zhao Xingyu say that he had no interaction with the Lake of Fallen Gods?

Is it that there's really no communication, or is it that they simply don't want to talk to me?

Chen Mu couldn't make a judgment for the time being, but he could sense that the relationship between Zhao Xingyu and the Lake of Fallen Gods seemed to be somewhat complicated, and not a simple superior-subordinate relationship.

Besides, it seems that the Lake of Fallen Gods also has the function of nurturing life?

Zhao Xingyu pointed to the lake and said to Chen Mu with a smile:

"Mr. Chen, before irrigating, why don't you have your men pick the spring bamboo shoots from the lake? Consider these spring bamboo shoots a gift for you."

After we water it, a new batch will grow. Take half of it; it's a small token of our appreciation.

Zhao Xingyu spoke frankly, making Chen Mu a little embarrassed.

"In that case, I won't stand on ceremony and won't let your kindness go to waste," Chen Mu said with a smile.

At the same time, Chen Mu waved his hand, and Xiao Lang and Xiao Shi, like wild dogs and horses that had broken free of their reins, rushed towards the lake with their bags.

Xiao Shi was extremely grateful to Chen Mu because of the amusement park incident, and now he is full of energy.

Xiao Lang, on the other hand, wanted to work hard to atone for his mistakes because of the editing issue.

The two walked across the lake, picking all the bamboo shoots that emerged from the water.

The ducks in the lake were terrified and started squawking loudly.

In less than two minutes, the two returned to Chen Mu's side, each carrying a bag.

The bamboo shoots on the lake surface have all been wiped out.

Looking at so many, Chen Mu estimated there must be at least several hundred. He certainly couldn't eat them all himself, so he would give some to his employees later.

Having received the benefits, Chen Mu no longer refused.

He immediately said to Zhao Xingyu, "Chief Zhao, can we irrigate now?"

Zhao Xingyu nodded repeatedly, "Of course, Mr. Chen, please go ahead!"

Zhao Xingyu gave a wink to the several Ghost Kings. The Ghost Kings scattered and stood in different directions of the valley, guarding Chen Mu's safety.

Although Chen Mu wasn't needed, the overall impression and the spectacle were certainly impressive.

Chen Mu didn't hesitate. He came to the center of the Lake of Fallen Gods, looked down at the lake, and took a deep breath.

The next moment, a surge of pure and strange energy had been fully formed within the ring.

Irrigation, begin!