The Magic Lamp Ability: Starting with One Person in the Republic of China Era

“But when the war actually starts, you won’t be able to care about all that anymore.” Zhou Ming’s eyes were deep and thoughtful.

"Just make up any excuse and keep lying for as long as you can. Once everyone finds out, as long as you're strong enough, no one will have a problem with you."

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Hongkou Consulate.

Tianmu grabbed his short hair from his scalp with his large hand and said with a somewhat ferocious expression, "In other words, judging from the traces of the ashes, the other party took away a part of the limbs."

"Yes, and it should be a part of Ozawa-kun's body," a supernatural being in a white coat said, bowing and scraping.

"We have already sent a message back home, and they will send a top-notch tracker soon. With Ozawa-kun's clothes, we will definitely be able to find him."

Tenmu scoffed, his interest waning instantly. He said impatiently, "By the time they arrive, it will be over. Do you think they'll just stand there like idiots and not move?"

"But as long as we know where the other party is staying, even if it's just a temporary place, we can still find some key clues by following the trail." At this moment, a faint voice sounded from the side.

A somewhat handsome man, resembling a Japanese samurai, with a hideous scar on his left cheek, stepped forward and spoke.

"Furukawa Aoto? Didn't you say you'd defeat all the swordsmen on this land in three months? It's only been less than two months, how come you look so pathetic?" Amaki glanced at him and sneered.

Furukawa Aoto's face immediately darkened, and he reached out to touch the scar on his left cheek.

"The government on this continent is very weak, but there are so many old guys," Furukawa Aoto said through gritted teeth.

He merely beheaded the opponent after the opponent surrendered, and as a result, he was chased by an old man. If he hadn't been hiding in the army, he probably wouldn't have made it back.

"Unfortunately, this is the era of firearms and bullets. No matter how strong those old guys are, it's useless now," Tianmu said with a sneer.

evening!

After Zhou Ming finished cultivating, he focused his mind on his body, glanced at the Origin Talisman, and then concentrated his gaze on the four orbs of light.

One sphere of light was transparent, while the other three were thick walls of light.

"Hmm?" Zhou Ming's gaze suddenly changed, locking onto one of the three orbs of light.

"This ball of light doesn't seem to be as..." Zhou Ming didn't know how to describe it for a moment.

It's like the transparency has changed from 100% to about 97-98%.

Zhou Ming looked at the other two orbs of light and finally confirmed that this orb had indeed changed.

"There was no such change in the previous three years. Why has there been such a change in just three months?" Zhou Ming wondered, recalling the differences of the past three months.

"The Lamp of Essence? Or the Lamp of Primordial Spirit? Or perhaps a significant increase in strength, or the reason for the killing?"

Many things have changed in the past three months, and Zhou Ming is not sure which change caused this phenomenon.

Chapter 18 Exposed

"Concept? It can't be that the burning of the Primordial Spirit Lamp during this period has strengthened my spirit, thus causing this change, right?" Zhou Ming's keen sixth sense immediately guessed the correct option.

These conceptual orbs can only be activated and extracted by those with sufficiently powerful mental strength.

Zhou Ming thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so he could only trust his gut feeling.

"Ideally, it would be because of murder. If it is murder, we can quickly activate more light orbs. If it's something else, it will be more difficult," Zhou Ming said, stroking his chin.

Murder is the easiest thing to do; even if there are many requirements, there's still a chance of succeeding.

In the other cases, it would be impossible to open a new orb of light.

The two possibilities represented by the Lamp of Essence, namely physical strength and cultivation level, both have an upper limit.

It's difficult to improve indefinitely in this world, and while the improvement over these three months has been significant, it has only unlocked 2-3% of the potential. In other words, to fully unlock the potential, it would take at least 33 times the improvement of these three months.

Zhou Ming shook his head. Despite only being three months old, Zhou Ming had made great progress in physique, strength, and cultivation.

In the entire special operations team, the only one who can reliably defeat Zhou Ming right now is Wan Baoming, the team leader.

The remaining one is the spiritual cultivation corresponding to the Yuan Shen Lamp. The upper limit of this in the Under One Person world is quite high, and there is a great chance that it can be achieved.

Zhou Ming finally looked at the transparent sphere of light, and his spirit merged directly into it, instantly standing on the camp.

The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was the campfire.

"Still can't budge this thing." Zhou Ming reached out and grabbed the campfire, still feeling a sense of heaviness.

"However, it's much lighter than it was three months ago. If it continues to improve, it should be able to shake this data concept."

In the game, the campfire is the core of the camp, capable of dispelling darkness and all evil forces in the surrounding area, forming a safe barrier.

It can also restore the character's status, making it much stronger than the staff lamp which can only burn the enemy's health bar.

"It's a pity there's no suitable cultivation method right now, and we can't shake this data concept either, otherwise our strength would definitely be greatly improved." Zhou Ming sighed.

He stood up and looked at the last staff lamp that had not yet been integrated with actual power.

“I’m only missing one element: Qi. I don’t have a suitable cultivation technique right now,” Zhou Ming said, frowning as he pondered.

I don't have any proper Qi cultivation techniques at hand right now, but as I think about it, I remember the techniques I know from the original novel.

"Qi Body Source Flow, Divine Spirit, Reverse Life Triple, Golden Light Mantra, and Thunder Technique—these should be the best choices," Zhou Ming said, stroking his chin.

"Unfortunately, they are all very difficult to obtain. One does not exist, another has exclusive methods, and the remaining two are from prestigious sects, so the chances of getting them are almost zero."

I sighed and dismissed my delusion.

"Find an opportunity to make a big contribution and see if there are any suitable advanced cultivation techniques on the other list in the team leader's hand," Zhou Ming said.

As time went by, the situation became increasingly tense.

At the end of August, Zhou Ming gave a heads-up and skipped work.

After exiting the gate, I found a rickshaw and got in.

"The International Settlement!" Zhou Ming said calmly.

"Please be seated, guests." The rickshaw immediately set off.

"This is strange. I feel uneasy. Is something wrong? Is someone watching me?" Zhou Ming squinted.

The abilities that the Primordial Spirit Lamp granted Zhou Ming were not simply the ability to burn away distracting thoughts. As time went on, Zhou Ming discovered that his already keen perception, observation, and inspiration abilities had been enhanced.

Therefore, his unease was definitely not a simple emotion. After thinking about it, Zhou Ming realized it was nothing more than something related to the Japanese.

"I'll try it later and see if someone is really watching me!" Zhou Ming felt a little heavy-hearted.

His own Blood Eagle had been circling high in the sky the whole time, but it hadn't noticed anything at all.

Its nose twitched slightly, and the Bloodhound's abilities synchronized.

After confirming the surrounding scent, Zhou Ming immediately began his operation.

In the instant he passed a tram, he threw down two silver dollars and vanished into the rickshaw.

The driver felt a sudden lightness and was startled. He quickly turned around and saw that the cart was empty.

Just as he was about to start cursing, he saw two silver dollars on the car.

He immediately stopped the car, took the silver dollar in his hand, blew on it, and then said with a smug look, "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir."

He didn't care whether the person could hear him or not; since he had already received the reward, shouting a few times was just a waste of breath.

At that moment, a clerk carrying a briefcase walked past the rickshaw with a very unpleasant expression.

"There really is someone following me, and their methods are surprisingly sophisticated." Zhou Ming's eyes were cold as he lurked in the shadows of a rooftop.

Blood Eagle does indeed possess extremely strong eyesight. Combined with the pupil technique that Zhou Ming originally cultivated, it can observe more meticulously and even ignore the darkness.

However, they lack the ability to see through objects, so they cannot see what's inside the house or see through hidden Qi, or rather, their abilities in this area are relatively weak.

Zhou Ming's strengths lie in his dynamic vision and ability to lock onto targets, which he can combine with his fireballs for long-range attacks.

That's why I ignored the guy who was stalking me.

“He changed his appearance six times, and each time he was in a house. It seems he has discovered the Blood Eagle.” Zhou Ming made his judgment based on his observation of the person.

This is the ability of the Bloodhound, which directly locks onto the person's scent and the aura emanating from their body.

Bloodhounds can't yet lock onto the scent of a soul, but they can already lock onto the scent of a body, just like Feng Baobao.

No matter how the opponent changes their makeup, demeanor, or even conceals their Qi, as long as their physical scent remains the same, they cannot escape the Bloodhound's pursuit.

Zhou Ming couldn't be like Feng Baobao, ignoring this deep-seated smell in his daily life, so he usually didn't turn it on.

It was precisely because of the lack of vampire hounds that they did not realize they were being targeted.

"It seems I'll have to force myself to adapt to this state from now on, and I can't turn it off even when I'm sleeping." Zhou Ming remembered this lesson.

They continued to track them down and eventually discovered that the other party had returned to the Hongkou Consulate.

"As expected, they are Japanese devils. It seems that it's because I took that ninja's limb. That's the only possibility." Zhou Ming regretted his recklessness.

That night, they shouldn't have brought the three limbs back to the dormitory. They should have refined them outside, cleared away all traces of the limbs, and then gone back.

“They didn’t directly attack me, they were just monitoring me. They probably don’t know who exactly did it, or they think the special operations team planned this incident.” Zhou Ming’s expression gradually became serious.

“It’s been about a month. The vengeful spirits have been mostly burned to death. We’ve mastered the four demonic blades. The war is about to begin, so we can go all out.” Zhou Ming’s eyes gradually turned bloodshot, and his bloodthirsty power seemed about to overflow.

Zhou Ming turned and walked towards a certain place, passing through a series of alleys, and finally arrived at a small courtyard with high walls deep in the alley.

There is a two-story building in the courtyard, and a basement downstairs, which can easily accommodate dozens of people.

Chapter 19 Make a big one

“Blood Demon Soldiers aren’t inanimate objects; they need to eat and drink, but they can be raised like livestock without much effort,” Zhou Ming thought to himself as he looked at the safe house he had set up half a month ago.

After they went out and bought enough water and dry food, it was almost dark by the time they finished cooking.

Zhou Ming changed into a set of night clothes, and with the surge of bloodthirsty power emanating from his body, the Blood Demon Dog leaped out.

The Blood Eagle in the sky monitored the surroundings, and Zhou Ming quickly moved towards Hongkou.

As they approached Hongkou, Zhou Ming smiled.

"They really don't learn their lesson!" Zhou Ming grinned, looking at the entire Hongkou through his eagle eyes.

I haven't come to ask for favors for a month, and sure enough, the other party has lowered their guard!

Although some people were still monitoring the area, the burly man did not appear, nor did any other skilled individuals.

"Let's go big this time." This thought couldn't help but pop into Zhou Ming's mind, and a series of red lights flashed in his dark pupils.