Zombie Life Begins in Hongxi Village

"Who?!"

Lin Yi suddenly opened her eyes, her dark golden pupils shining like two miniature suns.

His imposing aura instantly locked onto Ksitigarbha, and the air in the study seemed to freeze.

Seeing Ksitigarbha's completely indifferent expression, a hint of displeasure flashed in Lin Yi's eyes, and her voice turned colder:

"Oh, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has arrived. But your habit of trespassing is not good; in the United States, you'd get shot."

He made joking remarks, but there was no hint of a smile in his tone.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva came uninvited, and without even a greeting, he opened the passage directly into his study, which clearly showed that he did not take him seriously.

If he were to cultivate with Dai Meng and the others, wouldn't he be at a great disadvantage if they saw him?

Lin Yi recalled the various formations, some from the Maoshan Sect, some from Fengdu, and some from Ligaoye...

He plans to build his lair into an impregnable fortress soon, to prevent any random ghosts from barging in.

"Sorry, I'll be more careful next time."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said he was apologizing, but there was no remorse in his eyes.

His gaze calmly swept over the purplish-red divine mark between Lin Yi's eyebrows, his pupils contracting slightly.

At this moment, he was no longer the amiable boss who lived in a villa and drank red spider lily tea, but the agent of the Book of Man and the highest manager of the Netherworld system.

He stood there, surrounded by a faint, ethereal power of rules.

The sheer power of that force far surpassed that of any ghost or god, and was even more profound than any powerful figure Lin Yi had ever encountered before.

"You truly are a variable," Ksitigarbha said calmly, looking at Lin Yi with an expressionless tone. "You've become even stronger in just a few months."

Now they can even change the rules set by the Book of Humanity.

"So, you're here to interrogate me?" Lin Yi leaned back on the sofa, crossed her legs, and her dark golden eyes gleamed with a dangerous light.

Ksitigarbha gave him a deep look, as if reassessing the value of a chess piece that had exceeded expectations.

He paused for a moment, then shook his head, his tone still calm: "I'm just here to confirm that it's your ability to change the rules, and I don't intend to pursue the matter."

But I hope you can remember your previous promise and help the underworld when necessary.

Furthermore, you mustn't go on a killing spree again. Otherwise, you might be facing more than just me.

He didn't say who he was referring to when he said "not just me," but Lin Yi still guessed it.

The beings who can be ranked alongside Ksitigarbha are none other than the Pangu clan members, such as King Fuxi and the Holy Mother of Yaochi.

Lin Yi also withdrew her imposing aura, her pupils returned to their normal black, and her tone softened somewhat:

"I will not go on a killing spree unless others force me to."

Furthermore, if the underworld is in trouble, I will definitely help them if I can.

"Very good." Ksitigarbha nodded, not dwelling on the issue of the promise.

He changed the subject, his tone returning to its usual calm, "When are you going to prepare to hand over the reinstatement matters in Hong Kong Island? You've been here in Hong Kong Island for several months now."

"Don't worry, the handover will be completed soon," Lin Yi replied.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva remained silent for a moment before speaking, offering a reminder:

"Hong Kong Island has a unique geography, so I hope you won't drag this out for too long, otherwise some unexpected troubles may arise."

"I understand." Lin Yi nodded, then changed the subject, "Speaking of which, is the expansion speed of my Netherworld Small Plane too slow?"

It's been almost half a year, and the Netherworld Minor Dimension has only expanded by less than five times.

By the time of the official handover, there will be at least hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of dead souls in the Hong Kong Island area. How could my tiny little world possibly contain them all?

"The underworld will be overflowing with ghosts by then, so don't blame me for abandoning my post."

Upon hearing Lin Yi mention the Netherworld Minor Dimension, Ksitigarbha's mood seemed to improve somewhat, and a faint smile appeared on his usually stern face.

When he used the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Token to help Lin Yi expand the Hanging Coffin Cave, he deliberately buried a wisp of his will in the Netherworld Origin.

That wisp of will usually lies dormant, but at crucial moments it can take over control of the entire small plane at any time.

As long as the Netherworld Minor Dimension remains under his control, Lin Yi, the King of the Underworld, will always have an invisible thread in his hand.

If Lin Yi goes too far, he only needs a thought to sever the connection between the small plane and Lin Yi, causing him to lose half of his foundation.

"You're right, there are indeed more ghosts on Hong Kong Island. A small world of only 500 square kilometers is indeed a bit crowded."

"In that case, I'll help you one more time."

In high spirits, Ksitigarbha nodded readily, raised his right hand, and summoned a pure white vortex.

The vortex was a manifestation of the power of the rules of the Book of Man, but this time it was significantly larger, with the silver threads flowing around its edges being more than ten times denser.

The power of the Book of Man penetrated the barrier between the Yin and Yang realms and directly poured into the spatial core of the underworld's minor dimension.

Extremely pure Netherworld essence poured out from the vortex like a waterfall, flooding every inch of the small plane.

The gray mist at the boundary of the smaller plane began to churn violently, retreating wildly in all directions at a visible speed—

Five hundred square kilometers, one thousand square kilometers... fifty thousand square kilometers.

In a short period of time, the small plane that was originally only 500 square kilometers in radius was forcibly expanded to 50,000 square kilometers, which is almost the same size as Hong Kong Island in the mortal world.

It's not just the area that's being expanded.

The power of the Book of Man draws upon the origin of the Netherworld, shaping a complete landscape within the smaller plane—

The Yinshan Mountains rise abruptly from the ground, their peaks undulating and their main peak piercing the dark clouds.

The River Styx meanders between the mountains, its waters a murky, dark yellow, and a thin mist hangs over its surface year-round.

Within the smaller plane, a Netherworld Sea even appeared, its waters as black as ink, boundless and endless, with occasional ripples on its surface.

The terrain of the entire plane is extremely similar to Hong Kong Island in the mortal realm, as if it were a reflection of Hong Kong Island in the underworld in a mirror.

Lin Yi closed his eyes and sensed for a moment, discovering that the concentration of Netherworld Origin in the small plane had increased by more than two hundred times compared to before.

Those originally barren lands became profound under the nourishment of the Netherworld's origin, and the area of ​​Yin soil suitable for ghosts to live in expanded more than a hundredfold.

He couldn't help but secretly admire him—Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva had really gone all out this time.

"Thank you." Lin Yi opened her eyes and said thank you with a smile.

He knew what Ksitigarbha was thinking—he simply wanted to use the Netherworld Origin to continue binding the smaller plane, allowing that wisp of will to take deeper root in a wider space.

However, he was destined to be disappointed.

The underworld sub-plane had long been bound to Lin Yi's soul, and he held the core authority firmly in his hands. Not to mention a wisp of will, even if the Book of Man himself were to take it away.

This new territory of 50,000 square kilometers ultimately only served to benefit him.

Lin Yi was somewhat looking forward to seeing the little expression on Ksitigarbha's face when he realized that his backup plan was useless.

……

That evening, an imperceptible commotion broke out at the entrance of the Lin Family Villa No. 1.

A spectacle only ghosts and gods could witness...

Zhong Kui has come to express his gratitude!

He walked at the front, dressed in a red robe and jade belt, with a leopard-like head and piercing eyes, a bushy beard like a halberd, and the demon-slaying sword hanging at his waist, looking majestic and awe-inspiring.

Behind him followed dozens of children, carrying large and small loads of gifts, walking in a grand procession.