Zombie Life Begins in Hongxi Village

Rewards: Grandpa Ren's Black Zombie Physique Boost, Uncle Nine's Consecrated Five Emperors Copper Coin Sword, and a 1-cubic-meter Storage Ring.

The information flow slowly faded away, and the surrounding void shattered and dissipated like a mirror.

A warm and mellow current slowly flowed through my limbs and bones, making my muscles and bones feel numb and my whole body feel full of energy.

Lin Yi suddenly opened her eyes.

Ren Tingting slept next to him, her breathing long and steady, one arm draped over his chest, fast asleep.

Lin Yi didn't move. He stared at the ceiling, still processing the things he had received in his dream.

The warmth inside my body is still there.

The heat surged from his chest, spreading along his blood vessels to his limbs and bones. It wasn't hot, but its presence was extremely strong, as if someone had poured a pot of warm rice wine into his veins.

Where the heat flowed, the muscles swelled slightly, and the bones felt a faint itch—

It wasn't the uncomfortable kind of itching, but rather the kind of itching that comes from new flesh growing when a wound is healing, carrying a vibrant sense of life.

Grandpa Ren's Black Zombie Physique Bonus.

The name of this reward doesn't sound very impressive, but its effects are real.

He's in his normal state now, and his physical fitness has improved even further from what it was before.

He could feel that his muscles were firmer than before, and his skin was also much more resilient.

Previously, his normal strength was around eight or nine tons, but now he has steadily reached ten tons.

Don't underestimate the difference of one or two tons. At this level, every additional ton represents a qualitative change.

More importantly, his defense is incredible. The black zombie's invulnerability to swords and blades has now been transferred to him; ordinary pistol bullets probably wouldn't even break his skin.

Lin Yi raised her right hand, her gaze falling on her middle finger.

A bronze ring, dark in color, was on his finger, like an old object just dug out of the ground.

The ring face was wide, engraved with a circle of runes he couldn't understand, and it had a slightly raised texture to the touch.

He focused his attention on the ring, his consciousness seemed to be drawn in by something, and then he "saw" a space—

A cube with sides about one meter long, with clear boundaries, looks like a small space separated by an invisible glass panel.

A copper coin sword floated in the very center of the space.

The sword blade is woven from 108 copper coins from the Five Emperors with gold thread. Each coin is polished to a high shine, and the characters "XX Tongbao" on it are clearly visible.

The entire sword hovered within the space of the Qiankun Ring, emitting a faint golden halo. Just one glance was enough to sense how intense the yang energy it contained was.

If this were to happen to a female ghost like Dong Xiaoyu...

Tsk tsk.

It must be really refreshing!

The same five-emperor copper coin sword blessed by Uncle Nine.

He withdrew his consciousness from the ring and tried to put a teacup from the bedside table back inside.

With a thought, the teacup vanished into thin air.

With another movement, the teacup reappeared on the coffee table, its placement exactly as before.

He tried twice more, each time more smoothly than the last, as if the ring was originally a part of his body, and he had just forgotten how to use it before.

"Not bad." Lin Yi looked at the bronze ring on her finger, and a smile involuntarily spread across her face.

As expected, it's a rule that time travelers have cheat codes.

He had seen this saying countless times online, but he never expected it to come true for him one day.

He went through the information provided by the golden finger in his mind and quickly sorted out the logic.

The core mechanism of this cheat is "plot participation"—the more influence he has on a film or television plot, the higher his level of participation, and the richer the rewards he receives at the end of the game.

If he were just an ordinary person, his impact on the Mr. Zombie storyline would be negligible. He might only get one or two ordinary corpse-suppressing talismans, or even just a few dollars.

However, he started as a second-generation zombie, directly beating the main boss, Old Master Ren, like a grandson, and also took care of the mastermind, the feng shui master, and the side boss, Dong Xiaoyu. His participation level was immediately raised to A-level, and the rewards naturally increased accordingly.

Thinking of this, Lin Yi couldn't help but give herself a mental thumbs up.

Back in Hongxi Village, he rushed up to Jiang Chen almost without hesitation and begged him to bite him. Looking back now, that decision was the best decision he ever made in his life.

If he had chickened out back then and chosen to continue hiding in the water waiting for Jiang Chen to leave, he would now be an ordinary person with no strength to even kill a chicken.

In a script like Mr. Zombie, ordinary people wouldn't even be able to kill Old Master Ren, let alone Ren Fa, who has just turned into a zombie. They could easily beat him to a pulp.

Even if you survive by sheer luck and follow Uncle Nine through the storyline, the reward you'll get in the end is at most a few talismans or a few silver dollars.

He might even have to find a way to become Uncle Nine's disciple, so that the Master of All Realms could have another transmigrator disciple.

……

However, Mr. Zombie is just the beginning.

The reason he didn't trigger the story rewards from My Date with a Vampire before is most likely because the main storyline of My Date with a Vampire has already reached the 1990s.

He's a zombie now, immortal, and could live all the way into the 90s. And if he gets involved, the rewards will definitely be no less than Mr. Zombie's.

If the rewards for Rank A are this generous, what about Rank S? And Rank SSS?

He became more and more excited as he thought about it, and he was wide awake.

When he first transmigrated, he was actually a bit easygoing – his second-generation zombie physique and teleportation ability were enough for him to do whatever he wanted, so lying down and being a lazy bum wasn't so bad.

But it's different now.

With this cheat code, he had a clear goal and path.

As long as he continues to participate in and influence the plot, he can continuously grow stronger.

Moreover, there are countless "plots" in this film and variety show world.

He had already mentally prioritized the things he needed to do next.

Once Ren Tingting is settled and the Ren family's businesses are stabilized, he will have a solid foothold in this world.

If he has enough time, he can also go to Guangxi to check on the situation at Nintendo.

Of course, Shi Jian couldn't let it go either. Skills like Lightning Strike Fist and Wooden Pagoda Technique, which can both attack and control, would be deadly weapons for anyone.

Suddenly, a powerful, bloodthirsty urge surged up from the depths of his body without warning.

Lin Yi's throat moved slightly.

He turned his head and his gaze fell on Ren Tingting's snow-white neck.

Moonlight filtered through the cracks in the window, shining directly on the thin skin of her neck, revealing the pale blue veins beneath.

He could hear her heartbeat, hear the sound of blood flowing in her veins, and even smell the warm, faintly sweet scent of blood beneath her skin.

He hasn't sucked blood for almost two days.

Lin Yi stared at Ren Tingting's neck for several seconds, his fangs seemingly ready to spring to life in her gums. Then he looked away with difficulty.

He's not the same person he was when he first turned into a zombie anymore.

The time he lost control at the Ping'an County Military Police Station was because he had just become a zombie, and his desires overwhelmed his reason.

His life force is now more than twice as strong as it was back then, and his self-control is also vastly different now.

He gritted his teeth, gently removed Ren Tingting's arm from his chest, got out of bed barefoot, pushed open the door, and walked out.

The courtyard was quiet. Two security guards on night duty were dozing off in the gatehouse chairs. They were about to stand up when they heard footsteps, but Lin Yi waved them off, and they retreated back inside.

Lin Yi didn't go through the main entrance, but instead lightly leaped onto the roof. The tiles made a very soft sound beneath his feet, and then fell silent.

He sat cross-legged on the roof ridge, looking up at the moon in the sky.

Tonight is a full moon, round and bright.

He closed his eyes and began to breathe according to the instincts he had learned from chimpanzees.

When you inhale, the coolness of the moonlight on your skin will intensify.

When you exhale, the coolness seeps into your blood vessels and is slowly absorbed by the blood.

Actively absorbing lunar essence is more than twice as fast as passively absorbing it.

He could feel the moonlight transforming into wisps of cool energy, flowing through his veins throughout his body, and then converging at his heart, nourishing his blood and body.

As the moonlight was continuously absorbed, that bloodthirsty desire did indeed weaken somewhat.

It's like someone who's been starving all day suddenly drinking a cup of sugar water; they're still hungry, but at least they're not dizzy or lightheaded anymore.

But that's all.

Sugar water can keep you going for a while, but it can't replace a meal. Absorbing moonlight can only alleviate the bloodlust, but it can't fundamentally replace bloodsucking.

Lin Yi opened her eyes and looked down at her hands.

He was well aware of his current state—his desires were suppressed, but the underlying hunger remained, like a wild beast chained up, temporarily quiet but ready to break free at any moment.

He can survive without drinking blood thanks to the moonlight, but he can't last long.

Moreover, suppressing his appetite isn't a solution either—Kuang Guohua has lived on pig's blood and death row inmate's blood for decades, yet this second-generation zombie can't even beat a third-generation yellow-eyed zombie.

He sat on the roof for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, until Yuehua suppressed her bloodlust to a manageable level, and then stood up.

The second-generation zombie form switched instantly. His body rose from the ground, transforming into a black shadow that shot into the night sky.

In this era, what we have in abundance is free blood banks.

He flew in a north-northeast direction for about half an hour.

The mountains and fields beneath my feet flashed by under the moonlight, and occasionally I passed by one or two villages where I could see a few scattered lights.

A silver-gray band appeared on the horizon.

Lin Yi lowered her altitude and saw that it was the city wall of a small county town. A Japanese flag hung at the city gate, lazily fluttering in the night breeze.

The city wall was not high, about four meters high by my estimation, and there were two soldiers carrying Type 38 rifles standing guard at the city gate.

There was a searchlight on the city wall, but it wasn't turned on—probably because they thought nothing would happen in the middle of the night.

Lin Yi descended silently from the night sky like a bat.

His feet made no sound when they landed on the city wall.

The second-generation zombies have unimaginable control over their bodies; every muscle and every joint is precise to the millimeter level.

He stood on the city wall and looked down. Two soldiers on guard were leaning against the guard post smoking, the cigarette butts flickering in the darkness.

They were speaking in Japanese, essentially complaining that the night shift was too boring and that they wanted to switch shifts early and go home to sleep.

Lin Yi teleported behind them and tapped one of them on the back of the neck.

The two soldiers collapsed without uttering a sound, their cigarette butts falling to the ground and sparks flying.

Lin Yi grabbed them by the back of their collars, one in each hand, and soared into the sky again, flying out of the city.

There was a mass grave three miles outside the city, which he saw from the air when he arrived.

The place was so gloomy that even moonlight couldn't penetrate it. Scattered on the ground were corpses wrapped in tattered mats and exposed bones. A few eerie green will-o'-the-wisps floated in the air, making it look quite lively from a distance.

When Lin Yi landed, the will-o'-the-wisps all stopped for a moment.

Then all the will-o'-the-wisps went out.

It wasn't the wind that extinguished it; the ghosts themselves hid away.

Several ghouls that were fighting over a corpse that a wild dog had left to eat also stopped at the same time, and then scurried underground like mice that had seen a cat.

Some of the lonely ghosts, whose bodies were left to rot in the wilderness and had not been buried, huddled together, trying to diminish their presence, wishing they could bury themselves in the ground.

Lin Yi ignored them. He picked up the two small soldiers and plunged their fangs into the neck of one of them.

Blood rushed into my mouth, carrying a familiar fishy, ​​pungent smell.

He gulped down one, then grabbed a second one and gulped it down as well.

The two soldiers' bodies quickly withered and shriveled, turning into two emaciated corpses.

Lin Yi released her grip, straightened up, squinted her eyes, and let out a long breath.

That warm current returned to my veins, the bloodlust vanished completely, replaced by a satisfied and comfortable feeling—

It felt like finally having a full meal after being starving for three days; every cell in my body was cheering.

He looked down at his hands and gave a wry smile.

After becoming a zombie, he became more and more accustomed to this lifestyle of feeding on human blood.

Although it's a small matter, a normal person wouldn't find sucking human blood to be a pleasant thing.

And in that moment when he squinted his eyes and savored the memory, he was clearly enjoying himself.

This is probably the price to pay for being a zombie.

Power has side effects, but each zombie deals with them differently.

Kuang Guohua chose repression, Yamamoto Kazuo chose indulgence, and he wanted to find a middle ground.

Lin Yi casually tossed the corpse in his hand to the ground, then soared into the sky again, flying towards Renjia Town.

The night wind howled in my ears, and the mass grave beneath my feet shrank rapidly under the moonlight, turning into a blurry gray expanse.

Less than half a cup of tea's time after he left, the ghosts and corpses that had been hiding tentatively emerged from underground.

A few bolder ghouls approached the two dried corpses, sniffed them, and then took a big bite of flesh.

Then, as if disgusted, they all took a step back and spat out the bits of meat in their mouths with repulsion.

The leading old ghoul cursed in a hoarse voice—though the words were indistinct, the contempt in his tone was unmistakable.

Although they are ghouls that eat corpses, they still have taste.

The little creature's blood was drained, leaving behind dry, tough flesh with an indescribable, fishy smell that even the ghouls couldn't stomach.

A moment later, a wisp of grayish-white ghost floated out from each of the two dried corpses.

The two young soldiers' souls had just emerged from their corpses and were still confused about their own deaths, looking around blankly.

The ghosts that had been fighting over the rotting flesh suddenly stopped moving at the same time, turned their heads in unison, and countless pairs of green-glowing eyes stared at them.

The ghosts in the mass graves are some of the people who were killed by the common people.

Some were conscripted to work as laborers and died from exhaustion.

There were also some elderly people and children from nearby villages who didn't have time to escape when the area was raided.

They had been wandering in the mass grave for so long, their resentment growing deeper and deeper, yet they could never find an outlet for it.

Now, the souls of two soldiers have delivered themselves to our doorstep.

I don't know which ghost struck first.

The souls of the two young soldiers were attacked by dozens of ghosts at the same time. Ghost claws, ghost teeth, ghost energy, and everything that could be used to tear them apart were used against them.

They struggled desperately, letting out silent screams, but those screams were quickly drowned out by more ghosts.

In the blink of an eye, the two souls were torn into countless pieces and devoured by dozens of ghosts.

The mass grave fell silent again, and the will-o'-the-wisps lit up one by one once more, continuing what they hadn't finished in their lives.

When Lin Yi returned to the Ren residence, the moon was already setting in the east.

He landed silently on the roof and then climbed into the room through the window.

Ren Tingting was still asleep, not even changing her position. He took off his clothes, lay back down on the bed, and covered himself with the blanket again.

Ren Tingting turned over in her sleep and placed her hand on his chest again.

This time, Lin Yi fell asleep quickly—the feeling of fullness after drinking blood, combined with the nourishment of the moonlight, put his body into an extremely comfortable state.

I slept soundly until dawn, and incidentally, I saw the entire lives of two little people in my dream.

They also gained a fishing skill and a sword-drawing slash skill.

The next morning, Lin Yi was woken up by Ren Tingting.

She was already dressed neatly in a plain white dress, her hair tied in a simple bun with a white silk ribbon, and her face was still without makeup, but her overall spirit was much better than yesterday.

She nudged Lin Yi's shoulder: "Yi, get up and have breakfast. The bus to the county town is ready, we'll leave after we finish eating."

Lin Yi stood up in response and straightened her clothes.

The experience of the night was incredibly rewarding; I never expected that such a lucky charm would appear out of nowhere.

Next, it's time to meet that Commander Long from the county town.