Zombie Life Begins in Hongxi Village

[The undercover storyline ends early.]

[With Yu Zecheng and Ma Kui arrested, and Li Ya dead, the series "Lurking" will not continue.]

[Plot disruption level: S-class.]

[Reward: Acquire 6000 agents of various levels from the Mountain City Security Bureau, including related equipment and radios. Note: These agents are cyborgs.]

At this point, Yu Zecheng had not yet defected, and without him, the plot of "Lurking" would naturally not be able to proceed.

Lin Yi had expected this reward.

The plot of "Call of Heroes" rewarded him with five army divisions, while the plot of "Project A" rewarded him with an aircraft carrier fleet.

It would be reasonable for the current "Lurking" to give him an elite special agent force.

Lin Yi was very satisfied with this.

This is a highly professional and absolutely loyal bio-engineered human unit, not the mess that everyone in the Kuomintang's reformed bureaucracy was only thinking about making money.

No matter what kind of military force it is, as long as it is fearless of death and not corrupted, it can unleash terrifying power.

Moreover, putting corruption aside, the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics (BIS) can be considered the pinnacle of intelligence work, even more professional than the Embroidered Uniform Guard of the Ming Dynasty.

Lin Yi led Dai Meng to an old military camp and accepted the reward without any hesitation. Immediately, accompanied by a spatial fluctuation, 6000 special agents appeared on the military camp's parade ground.

These people included men and women, young and old, and of course, some skilled action team members.

At the same time, a large pile of equipment and supplies were neatly stacked to the side.

Dai Meng's eyes widened in surprise.

No, where did all these people and things come from?

Even after she became a second-generation zombie, this method still shocked her quite a bit.

At this moment, a person with an ordinary appearance and demeanor, who could easily be lost in a crowd, stepped forward and saluted Lin Yi.

"Chairman, Director Lin Lingyi of the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics is here to report."

"At ease. From now on, do not call me Chairman, call me Your Majesty. The Bureau of Investigation and Statistics will be renamed the National Security Bureau."

Then, Lin Yi pointed to Dai Meng and said, "She is our queen. From now on, you should listen to her arrangements."

"Yes, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty." Lin Lingyi immediately changed her form of address.

"This will be your residence from now on. Go and make the arrangements. You can report to the Queen at the palace later."

"yes!"

Lin Lingyi saluted and turned to leave. Everyone sprang into action, carrying the equipment and supplies into the barracks in an orderly manner.

"How about it? Not bad, right? They are all excellent intelligence agents."

Lin Yi put his arm around Dai Meng's waist and transmitted some information about the unit to her.

"Honey, you're amazing! With them, our Liuqiu Kingdom is now completely secure."

Dai Meng's eyes lit up, and her gaze toward Lin Yi was filled with admiration and love.

"I'm glad you're happy." Lin Yi was pleased with her reaction. "In a few days, there will be a great change in the world. You should stay in Liuqiu during this time and not go out."

"Yes, I've already caught several hundred small fry and locked them in the dungeon. They don't need to go out to forage every other day."

Dai Meng nodded obediently, completely believing Lin Yi's words.

Lin Yi stayed in Liu Qiu for a day before returning to Hong Kong Island. As for Yu Zecheng, he did not go to see him, but instead placed him under house arrest in a villa.

Apart from not being able to go out, their treatment was similar to that of other guests.

Lin Yi had a good impression of him, mainly because he had a face like Hua Qiang.

As for Ma Kui, he wasn't so lucky; after being interrogated, he was executed.

Now his wife can openly be with that pretty boy secretary.

Of course, he wouldn't be kept under house arrest indefinitely; Lin Yi would release him when the time was right.

Not long after he returned to Hong Kong Island, a foreigner dressed in black with black hair and black eyes, and with an exaggerated hooked nose, came to his door with a black wooden cane.

Although the foreigner was standing conspicuously outside the door, the security guards inside the villa ignored him.

The visitor was none other than Anwen, the King of the Underworld from the British region, who had come to cause trouble for Lin Yi.

In the past few days, Shi Jian and his men have captured His souls during their crackdown, and some have even been sentenced to death.

Hong Kong Island was a British concession, and it had a pact with the underworld deity in charge of this area—

The soul of the East belongs to the East, while the soul of the West is given to Him.

In addition, He made an agreement with the landowners of Hong Kong Island to protect the houses of foreigners from being disturbed by unclean Eastern ghosts.

This has become an unspoken rule since the Opium Wars.

But now, the newcomer Lin Yi has broken this unspoken rule, completely disregarding Him!

Over the years, as Britain expanded, His influence spread further and further.

In the European underworld, apart from Hades who could barely contend with Him, the other underworld gods were all in His shadow.

This made Him increasingly arrogant and disdainful of others.

The incompetence of the Qing government and the weakness of the Republic of China gave Him the illusion that the East was easy to bully.

He had heard of Lin Yi's fearsome reputation, but he wasn't particularly afraid of her.

He only kills mortals; if He so desires, He can unleash a calamity of the dead and easily destroy a nation.

If it were just the souls of ordinary foreigners, that would be fine, but the people from Linming Underworld even captured the souls of nobles, and even deep-fried several of them.

How can this be allowed?!

Anger clouded His mind, causing Him to recklessly confront Him.

He was about to enter directly when he was stopped by the newly appointed land deity Shen Cihang.

Mao Xiaofang's divine realm is located in the Xiangdao Taoist Temple, while Shen Cihang's land divine realm is located in Kowloon Tong, where Lin Yiyang's worldly residence is situated.

Shen Cihang noticed An Wen's arrival the moment he arrived.

"Stop!"

Although his expression was gentle, his tone was extremely forceful: "This is private property, please do not trespass."

Anwen, the foreigner, his already gloomy face, suddenly turned sinister. He glared at Shen Cihang with hostility, "You dare to stop me?"

As he spoke, a blue light flashed between his brows, unleashing a terrifying aura.

"The pressure of Hades?!"

The visitor was none other than the King of the Underworld!

Shen Cihang gritted his teeth and took several steps back, but he stubbornly resisted the pressure and kept his knees straight.

Behind him was Lin Yi's house, and he now represented Lin Yi's reputation, so he naturally could not succumb to the pressure from this ill-intentioned person.

The drop of newly born divine blood on his chest sustained his earth-based physical body, preventing him from collapsing under the pressure of Hades.

"Your Majesty, my lord is also the King of the Underworld. This place is my lord's dwelling place. How about I go and inform him?"

Anwen Hades's expression was somewhat unpleasant. He hadn't expected that a small piece of land could actually withstand his Hades's oppressive aura.

"Hmph, just like master, like subordinate. These are the kind of people who don't know the rules."

"Today, I will show you the consequences of offending Anwen."

boom!

His withered, skeletal hand suddenly reached out to grab Shen Cihang.

Shen Cihang seemed to see endless spirits gathering into a hand that blotted out the sky and reached out to grab him.

If it were the original land, its spirit would have been captured long ago, leaving it at the mercy of the enemy.

However, Shen Cihang had cultivated a very high level of Buddhist spirituality since childhood. Although he could not compare to an Arhat, he was not far off.

He quickly broke free from the illusion, his right hand forming a lotus mudra, transforming into a pale golden lotus flower that stood in front of him.

However, the gap between him and Hades was too great.

Splash!

The lotus shield lasted only three seconds before being torn to shreds by the withered claws.

Shen Cihang was terrified and could only hold the clay staff horizontally in front of his chest in a hurry.

Anwen grinned disdainfully, his withered claws transforming into fists, which he slammed heavily onto the clay staff.

boom!

The immense power actually sent Shen Cihang flying directly into his own divine realm.

"You've got some skill; no wonder you dared to block my way."

Although An Wen spoke with an air of superiority, he was extremely surprised inside.

He originally thought that this attack would seriously injure Shen Cihang, but unexpectedly, the damage suffered by the opponent was far less than expected.

The opponent's divine body was abnormally strong. Although the strength of Eastern ghosts and gods is generally higher than that of Western ones, it is not this high.

The power of this land is already comparable to that of a mid-level Death God under His command.

However, as soon as He finished speaking, He received the same treatment as Shen Cihang, with a huge hand, as large as heaven and earth, reaching out to grab Him.

However, His colossal, sky-covering hand of the dead was an illusion, while the upside-down scene He faced was real.

A Buddhist Kingdom in the Palm of Your Hand!

Anwen was captured and taken inside without any power to resist.

Moreover, as He entered, the space around Him was superimposed thousands of times, making it impossible for Him to escape by returning to the underworld.

Anwen flew in all directions, but each time he returned to the starting point.

He attempted to escape by returning to the underworld—

However, with the help of the spatial power of the realm, His figure only pierced through about ten layers of spatial barriers, but His body was stretched to be hundreds of meters long.

Of course, in Anwen's own perception, His body did not change in any form, but the tearing pain made Him know that this method of escape was not going to work.

He shouted loudly into the void, "Lin Yi, are you plotting against me? Release me immediately! Otherwise, I will definitely report you to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva for illegally detaining me!"

"Tsk tsk, as expected of the Hades, the so-called empire on which the sun never sets. Even as a prisoner, he is still so arrogant."

Lin Yi's figure slowly emerged from the void, and he looked at An Wen as if he were looking at an idiot.

When An Wen saw Lin Yi appear, a hint of triumphant joy flashed in his eyes.

He raised the wooden staff inlaid with a skull and pointed it at Lin Yi.

"You've been tricked! Die!"

The next second, a gray light spread out from the skull, instantly covering an area of ​​hundreds of miles, turning this area into a cursed domain.

At the same time, countless undead sprang from Anwen's body, turning this cursed land into a paradise for the dead.

The number of spirits that emerged from His body was at least 25 million. They had hideous faces and carried terrible disease.

An Wen looked at Lin Yi, who was surrounded by the undead, and a smug smile appeared on her face. "You were too arrogant. Today you will pay the price for your arrogance!!"

These spirits were the souls of Europeans who died from the Black Death, which He had specially collected.

They did not yet meet the requirements for soul rebirth (which is the Eastern concept of reincarnation), so they were transformed into the Undead Calamity by Anwen.

The dead surged like a tide, and gray light filled the sky.

Those 25 million Black Death undead changed the color of the entire cursed realm.

A grayish-white aura of illness permeated every corner, making the air thick and rotten. If ordinary ghosts and spirits were to come into contact with even a trace of it, their souls would be eroded and decayed.

An Wen's withered lips curled into a smug smile, his dark eyes fixed on Lin Yi, who was surrounded by the undead.

These spirits are the wealth He has accumulated over thousands of years; none of the arrogant Hades kings of the European underworld dare to take this attack head-on.

He didn't believe that Lin Yi, a guy who could only become famous by killing mortals, could cause any trouble.

Lin Yi stood in the very center of the torrent of the dead, her body clean and untouched by any curse or illness.

Just then, a long banner covered with golden patterns suddenly appeared in his hand...

The banner was initially only a little over three feet long, and its surface fluttered in the wind.

In the blink of an eye, the banner grew to a height of three meters, and the golden patterns on its surface seemed to come alive, radiating a dazzling golden light.

Lin Yi stood under the Emperor's Banner, her eyes shining as she looked at the more than 20 million dead souls.

What wonderful nutrients!

With a gentle wave of the Emperor's Banner, the spirits at the forefront were enveloped in golden light and swept into the banner before they could even scream.

Roll it up by the tens of thousands, collect it by the hundreds of thousands, and swallow it by the millions.

The Emperor's Banner was like an abyss that could never be filled, and twenty-five million souls poured into it like a torrent.

The songs of praise and adulation on the banner grew louder and louder, and also more and more eerie.

Anwen's smile froze on his face as he watched helplessly as his wealth, accumulated over thousands of years, was swallowed up by a single banner.

"No--!"

Anwen roared as he charged forward, his withered bone claws tearing through space with the terrifying power of Hades' full-force attack.

This claw strike was a thousand times stronger than the punch that hit Shen Cihang earlier.

Lin Yi didn't even bother to look at him, and instead turned and threw a punch at him.

As fists and claws collided, the joints in An Wen's arm shattered inch by inch, and he was sent flying by a punch, his soul flickering uncertainly.

"Give it to me!"

Before He could regain his footing, Lin Yi, who had teleported to his side, grabbed him, shattered His Hades Mark with a punch, and then threw him into the Human Emperor Banner.

He wanted to replace the original main soul, Shuten-dōji, with Anwen as the new main soul of the Human Emperor Banner.

The banner of the Emperor began to churn violently.

That was Anwen struggling.

The soul power of a Hades is immense. Although he was severely injured by Lin Yi, his counterattack was still formidable.

One bump after another bulged out on the banner surface, which was Anwen's fists and claws frantically attacking the banner surface from the inside.

Each impact caused the entire banner to tremble violently, and the light on its surface flickered uncertainly, as if it were tug-of-war with some force.

But the Emperor's Banner has become completely different after absorbing more than 20 million dead souls.

Each of His attacks was worn down by the endless power of the undead, and each of His struggles was suppressed by the combined forces of the military spirit puppets within the banner.

Gradually, the bumps on the banner became smaller and smaller, and the struggle became weaker and weaker.

Anwen's intelligence was slowly eroded by the Emperor's Banner, and his subjective consciousness began to blur.

At the same time, the power of the Emperor's Banner was surging.

After collecting 25 million dead souls and a Hades, the banner's foundation had become terrifyingly powerful.

The banner, ten meters high, continued to climb, twenty meters, fifty meters, a hundred zhang...

The banner blotted out the sun, and its originally pure gold patterns began to change under the erosion of the black yin energy, turning into a strange purplish-black color.