Courtyard House: Home Alone

Almost simultaneously, a system notification sounded in Lin Yifan's mind: "Congratulations, host, on successfully killing two Class A war criminals, including one general. Reward: 100 million system points! Special reward: Two space upgrades."

Lin Yifan was overjoyed; the space had been upgraded twice, which was an unexpected surprise.

He immediately examined the changes in the space. The space, which was originally a thousand acres in size, had expanded considerably, now estimated to be around four thousand acres.

Moreover, the height of the space has been increased significantly, and the light from above seems brighter and softer.

What surprised him even more was that the flow of time in space seemed to have accelerated. Although there was no specific data, he could clearly feel the difference from the outside world.

In addition, there was a faint, refreshing atmosphere in the space, as if the spiritual energy had become more abundant.

His domain range reached 800 meters, and his mental perception range was over 1,000 meters. Within this range, no movement could escape his perception.

The subtle sounds of ants moving their nests on the ground, the trails of birds flapping their wings in the distance, and even the rapid heartbeats of Japanese soldiers driven by fear were all clearly presented in his mental world.

He was like the master of this battlefield, calmly overlooking everything. Any enemy who tried to hide could not escape his mental scan.

This vast sensory range gives him an absolute information advantage, allowing him to anticipate every move the enemy makes and make thorough preparations for the next action.

He tried collecting and dropping the spoils over a distance of 800 meters and found that the speed of taking them out and storing them was much faster than before, and he was also more adept at controlling them with his mind.

"Not bad, not bad." Lin Yifan nodded in satisfaction; the gains this time far exceeded his expectations.

Not only did they successfully prevent Tanaka's reinforcements from arriving and annihilate a large number of enemies, but they also unexpectedly killed a big fish like Okamura Neiji, earning them generous system rewards and space upgrades.

He didn't linger there; the smell of blood and gunpowder on the battlefield made him feel uncomfortable.

He first used his mental power to collect the weapons and ammunition scattered on the battlefield, some useful supplies from the Japanese soldiers, and items such as the Japanese soldiers' shoulder insignia and collar badges that could be exchanged for system points, and put them into his spatial warehouse.

He ignored the corpses of the Japanese soldiers, thinking that the place would be discovered soon and that his comrades should deal with the mess.

After doing all this, Lin Yifan confirmed that he had not left any trace of himself, and then quickly withdrew from the battlefield, disappearing into the vast mountains and forests.

His next target was the Japanese in Fengtai. But before that, there was another important thing: to establish Tang Baolin, the old man, in Beiping.

At this point, it's unrealistic to send the Red Party to Beiping, and we're unwilling to send the Skinheads. So, we'll leave the officials of the puppet government and the Japanese spies to Old Master Tang to handle.

He has the prestige of distributing relief supplies before the New Year, so I believe he should be able to handle the follow-up work. With my help from the shadows, I believe Beiping will stabilize soon.

After inspecting the battlefield again and finding nothing unusual, he took out a truck from his spatial storage, started the engine, and drove towards Beiping.

The truck bumped along the rugged mountain road. As Lin Yifan drove, he sorted out his plans. "I need to give Grandpa Tang some real support," Lin Yifan muttered to himself.

Prestige alone is not enough to deter villains; sufficient power is also needed as a backing. He thought of the weapons and ammunition seized in the space; he could select some and secretly send them to Old Master Tang to build a reliable guard force.

Furthermore, intelligence work was also crucial. The movements of the surrounding Japanese and puppet troops had to be closely monitored, as did the whereabouts of important figures within the city; all this information needed to be obtained promptly.

In particular, the Japanese Special Higher Police officers hiding in Beiping, as well as agents from other countries and forces, must be identified, as most of them are ticking time bombs.

We might be able to cooperate with the Red Party in this area. Their intelligence personnel are quite professional, and sharing information with them would help us find those rats more quickly and accurately.

In that case, we need to go to Manager Zhou of "Xilai Teahouse" as soon as possible. There are some things we need to discuss with them. It would be best to wait until things stabilize here a bit before letting my parents return to Beiping. With my own abilities, I should be able to protect my family.

However, there's a prerequisite: first, the puppet troops outside the city and the Japanese in Fengtai must be dealt with. This would definitely drive the Japanese to desperate measures. If they come again, it might be a multi-pronged attack. Right now, I'm alone, and what I lack most is information and intelligence.

Moreover, the manpower available is severely insufficient. If it were just a single enemy, he could use his advantages in space and weaponry to maneuver around or even annihilate it.

However, in the event of a large-scale, multi-pronged attack, it would be difficult for him to cover all directions on his own.

This requires intelligence support so that we can make plans in advance, determine the enemy's main attack direction, and concentrate our forces to defeat them one by one.

However, these are just my own thoughts, and I still need to communicate with Mr. Tang Baolin, because he is the only one who knows the situation of the people under his command.

Lin Yifan drove his truck at breakneck speed towards Beiping City. Outside the window, the mountains and forests rushed past, but his thoughts were in turmoil.

The truck gradually drove away from the mountains, and the tall outline of Beiping's city walls came into view ahead. Lin Yifan took a deep breath, parked the truck in a secluded grove of trees outside the city, and then stored the truck in his spatial storage.

He straightened his clothes, making sure there were no flaws, before walking towards the city gate.

The puppet troops reappeared at the city gate: "We have to get rid of these scumbags too," Lin Yifan thought.

The puppet troops guarding the city saw that Lin Yifan was a child dressed in ordinary civilian clothes, and now that the Japanese were no longer backing him up, they didn't dare to go too far in this busy place, so they lazily let him pass.

Walking on the familiar streets, Lin Yifan's mental energy subconsciously spread out, giving him a complete understanding of his surroundings within a range of 800 meters.

He could "see" the street vendors' cries, "hear" the chatter of customers in the teahouse, and "sense" some people hiding in the shadows with wary eyes—those were very likely Japanese spies or Kuomintang agents.

Instead of going directly to the Tang residence, he first circled around to the vicinity of the "Xilai Teahouse". He didn't go inside, but pretended to buy something from a small vendor across the street, while his mental energy already covered the entire teahouse.

Manager Zhou was fiddling with his abacus behind the counter, looking no different from usual. There weren't many customers in the teahouse; they sat in twos and threes, chatting quietly.

Lin Yifan didn't find anything unusual, so he left with peace of mind. He planned to see Grandpa Tang first and settle things on his end.