Reincarnation: Begins with the life of a black-energy immortal boy

Chapter 111: Returning to China and the Prelude to the World's Changes
"Uuuuuu——"

A deep-draft cargo ship was sailing on the sea towards its destination, Shanghai.

“It’s a pity that it’s too incomplete, even more incomplete than the divinity in the two scriptures. It can’t be made into a doll at all.” Zhou Ming stood on the deck and shook his head slightly.

"But it's not completely useless. The part that summons the Death Guards and the ogre soldiers can be combined with the high priest's divinity to strengthen the ability of this puppet." Zhou Ming waved his hand, and a puppet that was somewhat similar to Imhotep emerged.

This is the second powerful doll that Zhou Ming has developed and manufactured over the years. After multiple fusions, it has definitely reached the level of a powerful person in the fourth realm.

"Summoning plus spells can exert greater lethality on the battlefield." Zhou Ming summoned another puppet.

The vampire puppet can absorb blood to restore energy and repair itself. With the enhancement of the Holy Grail divinity, its strength is also that of a strong person in the fourth stage.

Zhou Ming has no intention of using the foreign godhood he has acquired over the years. It’s not because it’s not strong enough, but he’s just being cautious.

Complete gods such as Sun Wukong, Ju Lingshen, and Heibai Wuchang, plus their magical powers and treasures, are enough.

"Boss, we should be able to reach Shanghai early tomorrow morning." The bearded man came over and spoke in Chinese.

"The first fleet will arrive in two days, and the remaining two will arrive in a week and two weeks respectively."

After hearing the report from the bearded man, Zhou Ming nodded. The team behind him brought more supplies, all of which were controlled items such as arms and medicines.

As a Chinese, I may be selfish when I don't have the ability, but I will definitely contribute when I have the ability. It's just a matter of convenience.

The forces in Egypt are operating to collect materials for the puppets. If they don't use them, wouldn't it be a waste?
Suddenly, a man came running over. The man with a big beard walked over and listened to his subordinates' report with a frown on his face.

"Boss, we've spotted a Japanese warship, and they asked us to stop and be inspected." The bearded man came over and reported carefully.

Zhou Ming frowned and thought to himself, "I remember that the Japanese blocked the route only after the war started. Could it be that they are doing it secretly now?"

There are still two years before the war begins, so this possibility cannot be ruled out.

"Stop and control them quickly." Zhou Ming gave the order.

"Yes!" the bearded man nodded in response.

The entire freighter slowly stopped and dozens of people gathered together, all of them were experts.

Over the years, there were nearly 100 people who had assimilated into the Dark Killer Mark, but now there are only about left.

A small number of them died in fights, and a large number died out of control.

After all, whether it is the Dark Killer or the Shadow Kingdom, they are both evil tricks used by the devil to deceive people. It is easy for them to get out of control and then be hollowed out by the Three Corpses.

However, the more than 100 survivors are all strong ones, and the weakest is also a strong man in the second stage.

“If you want to control a large number of people, you have to continue to strengthen the seal and weaken it, but the ability brought by that will be weaker.” Zhou Ming rubbed his chin.

Although this world is an extraordinary world, there are not many extraordinary people, and wars mainly rely on ordinary people.

"If we can integrate the marks in large quantities, even if the degree of enhancement is not large, we can still equip them with firearms and become a super force."

After all, it was not strong enough. If Zhou Ming could destroy a large city with one blow, with the same power as a nuclear bomb, he would have already carried out destruction in Japan and forced the other side to surrender.

"According to the battle strength standard of Tieba, those in the fourth realm have battle strength above that of a building bomb, which means they can blow up a building with a single attack." Zhou Ming made his judgment based on his own senses, which was not absolutely accurate.

"It could also be Weak Explosion Street, which is basically the stage where the top warriors, like Imhotep, can easily destroy half a town."

Zhou Ming looked at the sky, and had an idea in his mind about the world's top combat power.

"The ultimate in the human world below God, in terms of pure destructive range, is probably Weak Explosion City."

This is just a simple destruction range, and the planning of combat power is very one-sided. For example, curse abilities cannot be converted into it. "Baga Yaro! You will face the revenge of the Great Japanese Empire, let me go!"

Cursing sounds were heard and an officer was pushed over, tied up.

The Japanese officer looked up and saw Zhou Ming, frowned slightly, and then his face became fierce.

"Are you Chinese? Sick man of East Asia, let me go quickly, or you will...Ahhh!"

The Japanese officer who was shouting had not yet finished his words when he suddenly felt a cracking sound in his leg and intense pain rushed to his brain.

He struggled but was held back. His face was instantly covered in cold sweat, his eyes bulged out, and he screamed like a pig.

Zhou Ming looked at the Japanese officer and asked calmly, "Little devil, I'm not interested in extracting your soul and checking your memories bit by bit. Just answer what I ask and don't cause trouble for me."

On his left hand, blue magic power flickered with a faint light, shining on the Japanese officer's face, making him feel as if the soul deep in his brain was frozen.

The original idea of ​​refusing to surrender until death and not saying a single word suddenly collapsed.

This is the crushing of the extraordinary over the ordinary.

"What are you doing? Why are you stopping my boat?"

"Patrol, there are regulations from above. Except for cargo ships from Britain, France, the United States and Germany, cargo ships from all other countries must be stopped and inspected, and all supplies must be recorded." The Japanese officer said honestly.

"This is advance preparation!" Zhou Ming sneered and waved his hand.

The bearded man took the Japanese officer away, interrogated him for all the information, and then killed him.

"Boss, what should we do with this battleship?" asked the bearded man beside him.

"Drag it back and auction it directly in Shanghai." Zhou Ming waved his hand and thought about his plan after returning.

How to detonate the trap of King Xian’s Tomb and lure those foreign devils, especially the Japanese, into it.

Suddenly, a faint sound was heard.

"Crack!"

The waves came from the sky and spread to the whole world.

Zhou Ming turned around and looked up at the sky, his face tense and a little surprised.

"What is this? Why does it feel so familiar?"

He looked down at his subordinates around him. The bearded man, who was somewhat puzzled by his actions, frowned and waved his hand to ignore him.

"They didn't feel or hear that sound. What was it? That familiar feeling...!" Zhou Ming's face suddenly changed.

It was the huge ball of light that was attached to this world when I traveled through time.

"That ball of light is about to come in. What on earth is that thing? I remember it seemed a little damaged inside."

A gloomy mood hung over Zhou Ming's heart, and his expression changed from gloomy to bright.

"No matter what it is, the world may undergo major changes once that thing comes in. It seems I have to speed up." Zhou Ming made a decision in his heart.

Shanghai Beach!
Along the Huangpu River, there are many docks on both sides, some controlled by China, some controlled by Japan, and some controlled by Britain and France.

(End of this chapter)