Zombie Life Begins in Hongxi Village

Japan is surrounded by sea, so even if King Ai of Zhou's zombies were highly infectious, they wouldn't spread to the mainland and wouldn't cause a biological crisis.

His spatial abilities have improved again; he can now teleport a straight-line distance of up to 100 miles. From here to the southern tip of Kyushu Island is only about 2,000 kilometers, and he can get there in 40 or 50 teleports.

The second-generation zombies' abilities are instinctive, or innate supernatural powers, and the consumption of their abilities is not actually very high.

The high energy consumption is due to teleporting people!

Just like walking normally, as long as he's not carrying someone on his back, he can walk for several hours.

This is also what makes second-generation zombies so terrifying; cultivators of the same level rarely stand a chance against them.

Lin Yi's superpowers are top-tier among second-generation zombies. If he were to go berserk, he would definitely be a demon capable of destroying a country or even the world.

Of course, this is on the premise that there will be no obstruction from opponents of the same level.

Speaking of consumption, the drop of blood he lost when he placed a restriction on King Ai of Zhou was the real consumption, as the zombie's power all comes from blood.

Although he didn't consume his life essence, he would need to absorb the essence of a dozen or twenty people to replenish it.

He was able to control himself from going crazy from hunger because he drank several bottles of reserve blood that had no nutritional value.

Lin Yi incorporated King Ai of Zhou and fifty-two little zombies into the ghost painting.

He flew to Luwuwei, another stronghold on the outskirts of Lingshan County, which together with Sanlongwei formed a triangular defense system.

There is a squadron stationed here, about 150 soldiers.

Lin Yi teleported into the military camp in an instant.

Using teleportation in conjunction with his fangs, he drained nearly a hundred people dry within two days, leaving only the remaining forty-odd terrified kings to live out their days.

Moments later, the Luwuwei stronghold also turned into a zombie camp, and the number of Zhou Ai's zombie descendants swelled from fifty-odd to one hundred.

Lin Yi stuffed all the newly acquired zombies into the ghost painting, making the space inside the painting so crowded it looked like it was filled with bowling pins.

He toured the stronghold, collecting all usable supplies into his Qiankun Ring.

Ammunition, gasoline, medicine, machine guns...

Before leaving, he poured gasoline on the barracks, lit a match, and threw it on.

As flames soared into the sky, he disappeared into the night sky with the ghost painting, teleporting away in the northeast direction.

About half an hour after he left, a plainclothes team that came to scout in the dark sneaked in. They were stunned for a while before they realized what was happening when they saw the burning barracks.

The news was quickly relayed back to the 64th Army's frontline command.

Before dawn, the 64th Army launched an attack using Luwuwei as a breakthrough point, capturing Lingshan County in one fell swoop and annihilating more than 600 enemy soldiers.

The remnants of the Japanese army hastily retreated to the Qin County line.

Of course, these are all things to be discussed later.

Lin Yi teleported northeastward, making over forty consecutive jumps.

When he landed for the last time via teleportation, he was no longer standing on mud, but on a hillside covered with pine trees.

Below the hillside was a port with several transport ships docked there. Military supplies were piled up along the pier, and a few Japanese flags fluttered lazily in the sea breeze.

The port was quiet, with only military searchlights occasionally sweeping across the sea, their beams leaving white streaks on the black water.

Behind the port is a small town, with densely packed wooden houses stacked up the hillside, narrow and winding streets, and few decent brick and stone buildings.

The whole city lay quietly in the night, with only a few streetlights, making it look like a larger fishing village.

Cape Sado.

Having sucked the blood of so many locals, Lin Yi knew more about Japan than many native Japanese people did, and he recognized the small town at a glance.

This place was originally a rural area, but it gradually became a small city after a port was built.

But it can't compare to big cities like Osaka and Tokyo. The streets are mostly lined with wooden houses, one next to another, so close together that even a dog can't squeeze through.

If they threw an incendiary bomb over there, it would burn a large area.

King Ai of Zhou stood at the very front, tilting his head back to inhale the city air—

The blood and qi of more than 20,000 living people mixed together were like a Manchu Han Imperial Feast laid out before it.

It emitted excited gurgling sounds from its throat, its dark golden chest heaving violently, and large plumes of corpse energy spewed out from the gaps in its mask.

"Old Zhou, not now, maybe next time, definitely next time."

Lin Yi tapped King Ai of Zhou's forehead with her finger.

Then, he pointed at the hundredth zombie and gestured with his chin toward the city below the mountain.

"This is the home of your zombie babies. Now, let them go home."

Although King Ai of Zhou was somewhat unwilling, it dared not disobey Lin Yi's order. It let out a deafening roar, and the hundred zombies rushed down the mountain.

A commotion erupted in the pine forest, with chickens and dogs running amok. The trees were knocked askew by the zombies, and several birds that were roosting at night were startled and flew out of the canopy.

Lin Yi stood on the hillside watching the zombie army rush into the port.

The workers on night duty inside were overwhelmed by the horde of zombies before they could even shout.

Lin Yi nodded in satisfaction; there were no exorcists in this kind of small city.

In fact, it's not just small cities like this; even big cities like Tokyo don't have many exorcists anymore.

All the Japanese Onmyoji, Shinto priests, Yamabushi, and Shamans who knew anything about exorcism and ghost-catching were transferred by the military to the Chinese battlefield.

Japan's foundation is too weak. If it wants to swallow a populous country like China whole, it can only desperately squeeze itself dry.

They even transferred away those amateur exorcists who only had a mediocre skill level.

In fact, Japan's defeat was inevitable!

Once China withstands its first and most intense offensive, it can slowly wear down this resource-poor island nation.

Although it was only 1939, some insightful people had already seen through Japan's outward strength but inner weakness, such as Comrade Great Man.

He had read a lot of historical materials about the War of Resistance against Japan before, and knew that Japan had been dragged down to the point of being impoverished and destitute in the later stages of the invasion of China, and could not even organize a decent air defense on its own soil.

He didn't linger, taking King Ai of Zhou into the Ghost Painting and teleporting away from Xiao Rizi's homeland.

It wasn't that he didn't want to stay any longer, but a sudden sense of unease flashed through his mind—that if he didn't leave soon, something unpredictable might happen.

No sooner had he left than three figures appeared on the hill next to the port of Sado Cape.

The leader was a bald, middle-aged man wearing a black suit with his collar open and an unlit cigar between his fingers.

The screams and howls of zombies tearing at the living filled the harbor, but he didn't even lift an eyelid.

Behind him stood two green-eyed zombies, one of whom wore a black kimono, had fair skin, and looked refined.

The other was draped in a black cloak, with a slender figure, deep-set eyes, and two points of green light flickering in his pupils.

Lan Dali, Xu Fu, and the Crow.

"interesting!"

Lan Dali twirled the cigar between his fingers, savoring the faint scent lingering in the air.

"I never imagined that another second-generation zombie would appear in this world."

"Let's go, he's already gone."

Three figures disappeared into the night on the mountaintop, just as silently as they had arrived.

Lin Yi was unaware that she had just brushed past Lan Dali.

He can't beat Lan Dali and two second-generation zombies in a fight, but he can escape.

But once his existence is exposed, he can forget about ever having a peaceful life again; that old devil Lan Dali will definitely plot against him.

It will be harder to develop stealthily from now on.

Of course, he wouldn't give up on doing good deeds like helping people return to their hometowns.

Don't they often confuse gods and ghosts? Maybe Little Day Country will eventually achieve a society where everyone is a god!

……

When Lin Yi teleported to a forest in the Hanzhong region, he suddenly stopped.

A stench of death emanated from the depths of the forest beneath their feet, carrying a strong smell of sulfur.

"It's at least a hopping zombie, and possibly some kind of special zombie species!"

Lin Yi hovered in mid-air, sensing with her eyes closed.

Encountering a leaping corpse in this desolate wilderness is about as likely as stepping on a gold nugget outside. Lin Yi flew towards the direction of the corpse's aura.

Soon, he saw an abandoned ancient tower. The tower was made of blue bricks, and the mortar on the surface had peeled off, revealing the mottled brick seams underneath.

A group of people were gathered at the foot of the tower, holding up a large net and looking up at the top of the tower.

A fat man was standing on top of the tower.

From Lin Yi's perspective, the fat man's figure was outlined in a round shape by the moonlight, standing precariously on the edge of the tower, as if he might fall headfirst at any moment.

Behind him, a zombie covered in mud was slowly walking towards him.

"Jump down quickly, we'll catch you!" shouted the people pulling the net below.

"So it was them!"

Upon seeing this scene, Lin Yi immediately thought of an old movie.