Zombie Life Begins in Hongxi Village

Lin Yi was unaware that Qiu Sheng had stumbled onto a bizarre path at JD.com that even he himself was not entirely clear about, nor did she care.

At this moment, he was lying on the wooden bed built by the Wooden Pole Technique, his eyes closed, the information flow of the blue teardrop deep in his consciousness had just dissipated.

He opened his eyes, a hint of surprise flashing in them.

"Complete the storyline of the old corpse in the mountain village."

After subduing the old corpse of the mountain village, Chu Renmei, she will not appear in the subsequent storyline.

The plot disruption level is S-level.

Reward received: The space of the Qiankun Ring has been expanded to 20.42 million cubic meters;

Gain the ability of divine imprints—multiple imprints can be created through one's own will and divine power, which can be attached to people or objects, or can be transformed into separate clones;

Gain the ability to manipulate the five senses—through divine power, one can control others to produce incredibly realistic sensory experiences;

Gain the ability to sense your true name—when others pronounce your true name, you have a certain chance of sensing it.

Lin Yi sat up in the darkness, leaned against the headboard, and processed this unexpected joy.

He didn't expect that this time he would trigger Chu Renmei's "Aunt Mei's Gift Pack", which rewarded him with three enhanced abilities related to her.

The five senses control is somewhat similar to the "mirage" in a certain anime.

However, it does not require a Zanpakuto as a medium; it can directly influence the target's vision, hearing, smell, touch, and taste using divine power.

He can see things that don't exist, hear things that don't exist, and even be guided to attack himself.

Just like how Chu Renmei used illusions to control the old man so that he strangled himself.

The only drawback is that it has limited effect on top-tier powerhouses; it's more of a tool for eliminating weaker enemies.

In addition, there are divine imprints and true name perceptions—condensing one's will into an imprint, attaching it to any place, and being able to perceive everything happening around the imprint even from thousands of miles away.

Moreover, it can also transform into clones to solve certain troubles or... people.

True name sensing is a standard feature of great supernatural beings in myths and legends. Those top-level powerful beings can sense when someone calls their name. He now has the same ability.

Although the current perception is based on a "certain probability," this probability will only increase as his strength improves.

Lin Yi felt that if he had more of these abilities in the future, he might really become a great supernatural being from mythology.

He lay back down on the bed, his hands behind his head, a faint smile playing on his lips.

My first night on Hong Kong Island was quite fruitful.

The next morning, Lin Yi and her group set off again at a leisurely pace.

Finally, around noon, we entered the Kowloon Tong area.

Kowloon Tong is an affluent area that was developed in the 1920s.

The villas are nestled among the green trees, and occasionally you can see a few foreigners in suits and ladies in cheongsams drinking tea in their gardens.

The streets here are noticeably wider and cleaner than elsewhere, and there are no beggars or homeless people on the roadside. Occasionally, you can see one or two policemen patrolling slowly on bicycles.

Long Ci bought three adjacent luxury villas and a six-story tenement building here.

Li Qiang bought £1 million, which was converted into HKD 16 million. A two-story luxury villa with a garden in Kowloon Tong costs only HKD 100,000, and a tenement building costs less than HKD 500,000.

Longci directly paid a 20% premium and acquired all four properties without much trouble.

At that time, there were no restrictions on mainlanders entering Hong Kong Island, and even the identity card system had not yet been established.

It was a completely laissez-faire management system; formal identity registration wouldn't begin until after 1949.

However, precisely because of the lax management, triad forces on Hong Kong Island are extremely rampant, and even if someone is stabbing someone in the street, the police may not come to the rescue.

Only in some affluent areas, where foreigners and wealthy Chinese businessmen reside, will the police station assign special patrols, resulting in relatively better public security.

However, wealthy people don't rely entirely on police officers; most hire private bodyguards to protect their homes.

In Kowloon Tong, no other family's bodyguards could match the scale of the Lin family villa—

One hundred and twenty well-trained soldiers, dressed in uniform black suits, patrolled in three shifts, 24 hours a day.

Most of these people are the backbone of the Longci Guard Company, and their loyalty is beyond question.

There is also a group of ghost messengers transferred from the underworld, who patrol invisibly and are specifically responsible for guarding against demons and monsters that are invisible to the naked eye.

Many people are speculating about the background of this mysterious "Mr. Lin"—

They were able to buy four properties in Kowloon Tong in one go, and they could make more than a hundred men in black stand as neatly as an army.

The car slowly drove through the iron gate. Lin Yi got out of the car and patted Long Ci on the shoulder: "This place is nice."

It's really nice; the surrounding greenery is very well done, and the roads are wide.

The yard had a lawn and flower beds, as well as a fountain of moderate size. Michelle fell in love with it at first glance from the car.

Suddenly, Lin Yi's gaze swept across the doorway and caught sight of a familiar figure—

Andy Lau's face, dressed in a police uniform and holding a baton, is patrolling outside the villa.

Noticing Lin Yi's gaze, Long Ci followed his line of sight and said in a low voice:

"Master, that man is a policeman sent by the police station to patrol here the day before yesterday. His name is Lei Luo. He is a good policeman and a very upright person."

"Lei Luo?" Lin Yi knew in her heart that she had indeed encountered a character from the plot again.

Lui Lok, the Detective Chief of Hong Kong, is a legend in the Hong Kong police force. He rose from a poor boy to the position of Chief Detective Superintendent, a powerful figure who held absolute power for decades.

However, his rise to prominence should have occurred after the end of World War II. It's only 1940 now, so how did he become a policeman?

Lin Yi didn't bother to think about it too much. After all, this was a crossover movie world, so it was normal for the timeline to be a little different.

There are several versions of Lui Lok in Hong Kong movies. Some start working in the 1940s, while others start in the 1950s. It's not too far-fetched to encounter him at this point in time.

Lin Yi leaned against the door frame, her gaze passing over the iron gate and landing on Lei Luo's back.

For the next few decades, Hong Kong Island was dominated by police and triads.

When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Perhaps he should start a gang or support some police officers to help him avoid unnecessary trouble.

As for the clubs, Uncle Shou can arrange for the guards to handle it.

As for the police station, this Lei Luo is quite good—young, ambitious, and at the perfect age to be trained.

Of course, Lin Yi didn't need to do any of this himself; he just needed to instruct Uncle Shou to make the arrangements.

In Hong Kong during this era, money can solve 99% of the problems.

He doesn't need to personally intervene in the remaining one percent, since this place is about to become his backyard.

He does these things purely for fun and to enjoy a high-quality life.

For now, he can only deal with these mundane matters; it will take at least a few months to set up the underworld's team.

Long Ci can only return to his position after Xiao Yu becomes pregnant, and a candidate for the position of Yin Law Judge has not yet been found.

The position of Meng Po belongs to Michelle, and she can only officially return to her post after giving birth.

I just hope that Michelle's baby won't be born after three years of pregnancy like Nezha, otherwise his underworld team will have to keep dragging on.

……

Lin Yi put these thoughts aside for the time being, and after settling her family in, she declined the invitations of several neighbors who weren't even extras, and went out for a stroll by herself.

He left the villa alone, enjoying a rare moment of solitude, and strolled out along the tree-lined path in Kowloon Tong.

Because of his butterfly effect, the plan to attack Hong Kong Island was temporarily suspended.

So at this time, Hong Kong Island was still peaceful and serene, with pedestrians strolling leisurely on the streets and tea restaurants filled with citizens enjoying afternoon tea, a scene of bustling prosperity.

Lin Yi left Kowloon Tong, hailed a rickshaw, and wandered aimlessly through the streets.

Kowloon has bustling commercial streets, with neon signs one after another. Businessmen in suits and leather shoes and ladies in cheongsams stroll among them, and shop windows display perfumes, watches and wines imported from Europe.

But after turning a few streets, the scene takes a sharp turn for the worse—dense shantytowns are crammed with refugees who have fled from the interior.

The makeshift shacks, constructed from wooden planks and sheet metal, were crammed together crookedly, with sewage flowing everywhere and an indescribable musty smell permeating the air.

The two worlds are only a few streets apart, yet it feels like a century has passed.

The rickshaw driver was a local man in his thirties. As he drove, he told Lin Yi about the stories and anecdotes of the streets and alleys along the way.

Lin Yi listened half-heartedly, his gaze casually sweeping across the street... Suddenly, a sign in front of him caught his attention.

The sign was small, hanging on the exterior wall of the second floor of an old three-story building. On the wooden base were several faded gold characters: Guangchanglong.