Gatekeeper Of All Realms Chapter 47

A boy who escaped death?

— He looks so majestic!

The undead became increasingly hesitant—

Could it be… they really made a mistake?

“Wait, I’ll send someone to investigate immediately. Don’t let me find out you’re lying to me, or I’ll make your life worse than death!” the Undead Leader growled.

“Are you afraid not to investigate? Go on, investigate,” Shen Ye said, hands on his hips.

The Undead Leader pointed out a few capable subordinates and gave them instructions.

A few subordinates quickly left.

Next, it was just a matter of waiting for the results.

The Undead Leader was not giving up and continued to ask, “Kid, as a human, why would you betray humanity?”

This was the key!

A human, instead of living a good life, chose to join the undead.

What kind of mental state was this?

What was his motive?

“Hmph, I’m tired of being exploited by capitalists,” Shen Ye said.

“What’s a capitalist?” the Undead Leader asked.

“Let me put it this way, I’m a poor person, I don’t have the tools to produce and acquire wealth. I have to transfer my labor to the owners of the means of production, i.e., capitalists, and in the actual labor process, generate the value of that labor, and be thoroughly exploited by capitalists, just to barely survive,” Shen Ye explained slowly.

A moment of dead silence.

The undead stood motionless.

The Undead Leader looked around and said with a tone of disappointment, “I told you to read more books平时. Now you can’t even understand what others are saying. Isn’t that embarrassing?”

“Leader, can you understand?” a subordinate respectfully asked.

“Nonsense, otherwise why am I the leader and you’re not?” the Undead Leader said.

The undead were filled with awe.

The Undead Leader cleared his throat and turned to Shen Ye:

“So, how did that expert called a capitalist torture you so much that you hate them?”

— Enough, you haven’t read many books either.

“They 996’d me,” Shen Ye said.

“What’s ‘996’?” the Undead Leader asked curiously.

“Working from 9 AM to 9 PM, with less than an hour’s rest at noon and in the evening, totaling over 10 hours of work, and working 6 days a week,” Shen Ye enlightened it.

“That’s a bit harsh…” the Undead Leader mused.

“Later, I even experienced 007,” Shen Ye lowered his voice.

“What’s that?” the Undead Leader asked.

“From midnight to midnight, 7 days a week, no rest, commonly known as 007,” Shen Ye explained.

The undead gasped, looking at him with a hint of sympathy.

Even the sharp spear tips moved further away from him.

“I think I understand you a bit now—but how did you survive until now?” the Undead Leader’s voice became a little warmer.

It released its hand from gripping Shen Ye’s neck.

“I remember that day… it was snowing heavily, and I was cold and hungry… I only had a box of matches…”

Shen Ye choked a few times, about to continue, when he saw a line of small characters appear in the void:

“The undead have decided to spread the human ‘996’ and ‘007’ atrocities, and you will become the central figure in this propaganda war.”

“Please note!”

“Your new keyword ‘The Little Matchstick Boy’ is likely to sprout here!”

Get out of here!

“The boy who escaped death” is like sticky candy that I can’t shake off, and now you’re giving me “The Little Matchstick Boy”?

Absolutely not!

If one day I could return to Earth, wouldn’t I be laughed at by a bunch of Earthlings?

Shen Ye’s tone changed:

“Just then, Ferren saved me—so I absolutely won’t allow you to frame him or dispose of him arbitrarily!”

Several afterimages swiftly darted back into the forest.

— These were the undead scouts who had gone to gather information.

“What he said is true. Everyone saw the Royal Archmage Yudria communicating with the elf girl in the elf village, and that elf girl revealed the truth.”

“The Elven High Priestess is indeed in that village, preparing to capture all our assassins.”

The scout reported.

“What about you? Is the information you gathered the same?” the Undead Leader asked the other scouts.

“Yes.”

“It’s the same.”

“This matter can’t be faked, sir. Prince Norton of the human race has verified it, and that’s how it is.”

The scouts chattered away.

One of the scouts even produced a drawing.

It depicted Shen Ye’s appearance.

— It was the boy who escaped death!

The undead nodded silently, all looking at the skull on the ground.

It seemed Ferren was innocent!

Ferren not only dodged the elves’ trap, but he also persuaded a human youth who possessed a human heroic medal and was about to be sent to the Imperial Military Academy!

Not only was there no crime, but there was even great merit!

A subordinate couldn’t help but say, “Sir, according to the warden’s instructions, Ferren must—”

“Silence! Since Ferren is innocent and meritorious, do you think I would kill him? If so, wouldn’t it discourage all undead soldiers?” the Undead Leader scolded.

It turned its head to look at Ferren.

Killing was out of the question.

If it dealt with Ferren, sooner or later, it would be thrown out from above, to quell public anger, and be publicly executed.

The higher-ranking undead would gain prestige from this, while it would merely be a stepping stone.

This deal was not to be made.

But saving Ferren would cost a lot of money, and it would not pay for it.

The way to neither offend the warden nor gain a reputation for wanton killing was…

“Very well, Ferren, it seems you are a brave undead warrior, and have not forgotten your mission.”

The Undead Leader squatted down and placed a bone medal on Ferren’s head.

“We must report this matter immediately. This place is yours to handle.”

It patted Shen Ye’s shoulder affectionately:

“From now on, we’ll call you ‘The Little Matchstick Boy,’ this title can conceal your identity as ‘The boy who escaped death’.”

*Snap!*

A line of glowing text immediately appeared in the void:

“Your new keyword: ‘The Little Matchstick Boy’ has begun to sprout.”

Shen Ye’s lips twitched.

He couldn’t escape it after all.

The Undead Leader then looked at the skull on the ground and said with admiration:

“And you, Ferren, I am proud of you.”

“Let’s go!”

“Wait!” Shen Ye shouted, unable to resist asking, “You dismantled him and left him here?”

“We only dismantled it, its power is still there,” the Undead Leader explained.

“Is that so… Then can you put it back together?” Shen Ye asked again.

“Child, I won’t lie to you, putting bones together requires eyes, and none of us have eyes, so it’s up to you now! Farewell!”

*Swish swish swish swish swish—*

The undead vanished without a trace.

The forest instantly returned to silence.

“I told you, usually we undead just leave them outside, if they die, they die, if they don’t, they don’t,” Big Skeleton sighed.

“Can’t it really be put back together?” Shen Ye asked.

“It can’t be put back together, it can only grow new ones,” Big Skeleton said.

“Then your power—” Shen Ye asked hesitantly.

“Actually, I didn’t use my true power just now. I couldn’t let them suspect me,” Big Skeleton said with a deep tone.

“You just let them dismantle you?” Shen Ye said.

“Shen Ye, you are still young, you don’t know that some things are more terrifying than death,” Big Skeleton said.

“Can you move now?”

“…Luckily, my power isn’t lost, it’s sealed in my skull. As long as new bones grow, I can use it,” Big Skeleton sighed.

“Alas, that’s fortunate,” Shen Ye echoed.

“…” Big Skeleton.

“…” Shen Ye.

A cold wind blew through.

Both the boy and the skull were a little speechless.

— What “fortunate”?

Even his body was gone, which was even worse than when the two first met.

“You didn’t throw away the fish tank, did you?” Big Skeleton asked proactively.

Oh.

His emotional intelligence had improved.

“I bought it with money, I wouldn’t throw it away—as soon as I get back, I’ll order takeout and get you some calcium supplement liquid,” Shen Ye said, crouching in front of it.

“Thank you,” Big Skeleton said.

“Should I plant some aquatic plants? I’ve always wanted to plant aquatic plants,” Shen Ye suggested.

“Good, a green environment will make me more relaxed,” Big Skeleton said cooperatively.

“Since it’s calcium supplement liquid, we can only plant artificial aquatic plants,” Shen Ye said.

“That’s good, easy to manage,” Big Skeleton said.

“This time your head isn’t broken, and your teeth are good. The turtles I bought are still alive, do you want to eat them?” Shen Ye asked.

“Yes,” Big Skeleton said.

Shen Ye nodded silently.

— This skeleton is alright.

He could bring it over here to fiddle with it when he had nothing to do, and it would be even better when he returned.

“By the way,” Big Skeleton asked curiously, “do you humans really have such terrifying beings as capitalists?”

“Yes, but not in your world,” Shen Ye said.

“That’s good,” Big Skeleton breathed a sigh of relief.

“Why are you so worried about human matters?” Shen Ye asked with a smile.

“You don’t quite understand our world—all races actually like to learn from humans. If you have capitalists—the undead will soon have such fellows too, just thinking about it is terrifying,” Big Skeleton said.

Shen Ye was about to respond when he saw three more lines of faint text appear:

“You have triggered a critical reminder again.”

“You’ve been discovered again!”

“Please note, this is a crucial moment for you to complete the third ‘insider’ keyword, you must not avoid it.”

Shen Ye was startled.

Did those undead come back again?

The dense forest shook.

Dozens of shadows rushed out, surrounding Shen Ye and the Big Skeleton on the ground.

“Don’t move!”

“Human traitor!”

“Caught red-handed colluding with the undead!”

The fully armed human soldiers roared angrily.

Shen Ye naturally didn’t move, and even had time to give Big Skeleton a look.

“?” Big Skeleton.