Zombie Life Begins in Hongxi Village

That night, after Lin Yi and Ren Tingting finished practicing the Joyful Fortune Dual Void technique, and she fell into a deep sleep, Lin Yi picked up the Ghost Painting and teleported away from the room.

The next instant, he appeared in mid-air.

Lin Yi took out a compass to find the right direction and flew into the air towards Lingshan County, hundreds of miles away.

The night wind whistled past my ears, and the mountains and villages below rushed past me.

In no time at all, he had arrived at a campsite on the outskirts of Sanlongwei.

This is where an infantry squad of the 2nd Infantry Regiment of the Taiwan Mixed Brigade is stationed, consisting of about fifty soldiers.

The outpost was small, surrounded by barbed wire, with two sentries at the entrance, several rows of wooden houses inside, and a searchlight mounted on the lookout tower.

Lin Yi stood on the earthen slope outside the barbed wire fence and released King Ai of Zhou from the ghost painting.

King Ai of Zhou became restless as soon as he was born.

Its withered nose sniffed the air, a low growl came from its throat, and all ten claws snapped out, their black tips gleaming coldly in the night.

It smelled the scent of the living people inside the barbed wire fence not far away—

The blood and qi of dozens of people mingled together and drifted over in the night wind, to it like a person who had been starving for over two thousand years suddenly smelling the aroma of meat.

It took a step forward, but Lin Yi grabbed its shoulder.

King Ai of Zhou pawed at the ground twice, like a bull being reined in, and the roar in his throat grew louder and louder.

The military dogs at the outpost were the first to notice.

The two wolfhounds, tied next to the kennel, tucked their tails tightly together and remained motionless inside.

They whimpered twice, buried their noses under their front paws, and didn't dare to lift their heads.

But the soldiers were oblivious to their surroundings. They were used to being arrogant and domineering on the island of Taiwan, and they just thought that coming here was a change of scenery so they could continue to be big shots.

The sentry on the lookout tower was dozing off, leaning against the railing.

The soldiers in the barracks were in small groups, some playing cards, some telling dirty jokes, and a few who had drunk too much were humming and singing unpleasant folk songs in a corner.

There isn't even a proper patrol post.

Lin Yi took the jade burial suit out of the Qiankun Ring and unfolded it for King Ai of Zhou to put on.

The moment King Ai of Zhou saw the jade burial suit, his eyes lit up. He immediately sent a message of joy to Lin Yi, his top supporter, and excitedly exhaled a large mouthful of grayish-white corpse gas.

The outer shell woven from jade pieces and gold threads once again enveloped its dark golden, stiff body, and even the mask was fastened to its face perfectly.

This creature doesn't suck blood with its teeth; it devours the life essence of anyone it kills from a distance.

This is somewhat similar to the flying corpse in the Zombie World.

However, it is still essentially a golden corpse, not wearing a jade burial suit, and is still somewhat dangerous when facing regular army weapons.

However, Lin Yi was already envious of the fact that it could absorb vital energy from a distance, since biting someone's neck with fangs all the time was too uncool.

What's more, those he killed turned into zombies and were enslaved by him.

The more people it kills, the more zombies it can control, and the zombies it creates even have a certain level of intelligence.

If left unchecked, it wouldn't be surprising if it created a zombie kingdom.

If it weren't for that earthquake, it might have become the zombie emperor long ago.

Of course, it's also possible that they could be casually killed by some deity or Nuwa's Five Colors Envoy beforehand.

There really are gods and immortals in this world, which is why Lin Yi has always been very restrained.

If Buddha were to suddenly appear and unleash his Tathagata Palm upon him, he'd have nowhere to cry.

Wearing a jade burial suit, King Ai of Zhou looked like a large, bloated, and clumsy dumpling wrapped in jade pieces, completely lacking any sense of awe.

But the fierce aura seeped out from the cracks in the jade piece, and the chirping of insects around the stronghold instantly stopped, and even the rats that came out to forage for food retreated back into their holes.

"Go ahead, they're all yours now." Lin Yi gestured towards the stronghold with his chin.

King Ai of Zhou could no longer contain himself and let out a deafening roar, like a bull in heat breaking through a barbed wire fence.

The barbed wire snapped like paper in front of it, and several strands flew out and struck the walls of the wooden house with a crackling sound.

Several soldiers who were playing cards around the table were so startled by the sudden commotion that they dropped their cards. As soon as they turned around, they saw a strange man covered in jade pieces rushing towards them.

King Ai of Zhou extended both claws at the same time, grabbed the necks of the two soldiers, and twisted them gently. With two crisp cracking sounds, the heads of the two soldiers tilted to an unbelievable angle, and they collapsed to the ground.

Before the remaining two soldiers playing cards could even draw their guns, King Ai of Zhou swatted them away with a single claw, sending them crashing into the wooden wall and cracking the planks.

"Enemy attack!"

Finally, someone in the barracks realized what was happening.

A dozen soldiers jumped off their beds, grabbed their rifles, and rushed outside. The sentry on the lookout tower was also awakened and fired a shot at King Ai of Zhou's back with his Type 38 rifle.

The bullet struck the jade burial suit with a crisp metallic clang, leaving not even a mark.

King Ai of Zhou ignored the bullets on the watchtower and rushed into the middle of the dozen or so soldiers who had just run out. He swept his claws across, tearing open the throats of four or five people at the same time, and the blood mist exploded in mid-air.

As these people died, several invisible streams of vital energy emanated from their corpses and were drawn into King Ai's mask like smoke.

"Scatter! He's wearing bulletproof gear!" a sergeant shouted.

Several soldiers pulled out grenades, pulled the pins, and threw them at King Ai of Zhou.

The grenade exploded at King Ai of Zhou's feet. Shrapnel struck the jade burial suit and bounced off with a clang, without even breaking the gold threads between the jade pieces.

On the contrary, several soldiers who did not have time to get away were hit by shrapnel and screamed on the ground while clutching their wounds.

Because King Ai of Zhou was wearing a jade burial suit, these people still think they are facing human warriors wearing bulletproof gear.

But their understanding was soon overturned.

The bodies of the soldiers who had just been killed by King Ai of Zhou suddenly twitched twice, and then rose from the ground in a posture that defied the natural structure of their joints.

Their faces were still the same as when they died, but two fangs protruded from the corners of their mouths, and indistinct gurgling sounds came from their throats.

The zombie soldier, who had just gotten up, tilted his head and glanced at the living people around him before lunging at the nearest former comrade.

A soldier who had just thrown a grenade was pounced on by a zombie, which bit his neck. His scream was cut short within two seconds.

"He's not human! He's a monster!"

Someone shouted something, and the soldiers completely broke down.

The remaining men threw down their guns and ran. Some climbed onto the watchtower, some tried to escape by scaling the barbed wire fence, and some simply knelt on the ground, trembling so much they couldn't stand up.

But they couldn't outrun King Ai of Zhou.

King Ai of Zhou was many times faster than them, and a dark green figure rushed back and forth in the camp.

Everywhere it passed, it left behind a corpse, and with each corpse that fell, an invisible energy was drawn into its mask.

The soldiers it had killed rose again, their faces blue and their fangs bared, and joined the slaughter.

In less than half an hour, all fifty-two little lives in the entire stronghold had turned into zombies.

The newly turned zombie soldiers surrounded King Ai of Zhou, bowing down to him in unison and emitting uniform low growls, like subjects paying homage to an emperor.

King Ai of Zhou stood amidst a group of zombies, and his aura visibly increased significantly.

Recovery is indeed much easier than breakthrough. At this rate, it won't be long before I recover to the peak of the Golden Corpse realm.

Lin Yi walked in from outside the barbed wire fence.

The newly transformed zombies immediately sensed the danger and instinctively shrank back, shielding King Ai of Zhou in front of them.

King Ai of Zhou roared and turned around, swatting away the three or four zombies blocking his way with a single claw.

Lin Yineng could clearly feel the shame, indignation, and helplessness emanating from King Ai of Zhou.

Lin Yi looked at it sympathetically and almost burst out laughing.

These guys are really loyal!

Then, looking at the fifty-odd zombies around him, he felt a headache coming on.

The space in the Ghost Painting is only so big, and it felt a bit crowded to fit these fifty-odd zombies inside.

But if we leave them here unattended, it would be troublesome if they ran away and hurt the nearby residents.

It would be a pity to kill them all, since they were all the firstborn descendants of King Ai of Zhou during this era.

"Why don't we send them back to our hometown?" This thought suddenly popped into Lin Yi's mind.