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

Feeling exhausted, Zhou Ming opened his eyes and looked into the dimly lit room.

Put the Soul Eater away, lie down, close your eyes, and start to rest.

A night passed in the blink of an eye, and a faint light shone into the room through the cracks in the window.

Zhou Ming opened his eyes, and the bloodthirsty power on his body extended to the window.

The window was opened, and the cool morning breeze blew in the fresh air. Zhou Ming, dressed in thin clothes, sat cross-legged on the bed and began to cultivate the Reverse Life Triple Stage.

Suddenly, the aroma of food wafted over, and Zhou Ming slowly stopped practicing his internal energy after smelling the fragrance.

After opening his eyes, getting up, and dressing, Zhou Ming came out and saw a table full of dishes.

"Xiaoming, you've come at the perfect time! Come and eat!" Ye Qingyu waved her hand and said.

Zhou Ming washed his hands and sat down, picking up his bowl and chopsticks as he said, "Get ready, we're leaving here."

"Leave? Why?" Ye Qingyu asked, somewhat puzzled, as soon as she sat down.

“The Japanese aren’t stupid. If they suspect I’m still alive, they’ll definitely search in secret.” Zhou Ming took a bite of food and paused slightly.

“Takeshita Akira and Koike are both Japanese, so the Japanese must have information on their side. The electromagnetic railgun has been with me for a long time, so it wouldn’t be difficult for the Japanese to get photos of it.”

"We haven't disguised it at all these past few months, especially the electromagnetic gun. If the Japanese investigate, this place will probably be exposed very soon."

Hearing Zhou Ming's explanation, Ye Qingyu couldn't help but feel a little scared.

Although she was also a member of the special operations team, the special operations team was not a group of spies. Back then, the special operations team mainly consisted of three types of personnel: assassination, personnel protection, and site protection.

They are not good at hiding and infiltration, or rather, the intelligence agency is not good at these two things.

Needless to say, the electromagnetic gun was originally a river pirate who was arrested for stealing smuggled goods he shouldn't have.

Just after finishing his meal, Zhou Ming suddenly turned his head to look down at a spot.

A flash of red light appeared, and a smaller vampire dog scaled the wall of the yard and ran to Zhou Ming's feet, wagging its tail.

It put the thing in its mouth on the ground, then rolled over and exposed its belly.

Zhou Ming bent down and rubbed the Bloodhound's belly, then picked up a small cylinder that the Bloodhound had vomited up.

Unplugged the stopper, and a rolled-up piece of paper was poured out.

"Liu Dashu." Zhou Ming gritted his teeth and whispered, a strong murderous aura surging from his body.

In that instant, Zhou Ming's eyes turned bloodshot, as if a ball of fire was burning.

The paper contained all the intelligence that Kamo Shinroku had investigated, including the secret weapon of the Japanese military, the Special 24th Refrigerator.

This was the only time the Japanese military and the weapon refiners among the Japanese elites collaborated to develop this secret weapon.

It then fell apart. The reason is simple: the weapon refiner part is too time-consuming and extremely costly. It takes several years to produce one, not counting the research and development time. Moreover, due to the characteristics of the weapon refiner system itself, this time cannot be compressed and is even increasing.

What's worse is that the scale can't be expanded.

Moreover, although it is powerful, its accuracy is extremely poor, and its only advantage is its attack range.

"Nagano Yuuki." Zhou Ming's narrowed eyes flashed with bloodlust, revealing a murderous intent.

“I need intelligence on these two people. If you can’t do that, then help me collect a list of Japanese personnel in various agencies in Shanghai. Focus mainly on those who have easy access to intelligence,” Zhou Ming said, looking down at the smaller vampire hound.

“After you finish, you can apply to return… Do everything you can to stockpile food,” Zhou Ming said after a moment’s thought.

According to Zhou Ming's memory, after the Japanese were defeated, there seemed to be a great famine. The government did not provide any relief and instead reduced the average food ration for everyone.

It seems that from this point on, the average cost of each meal for the entire Japanese population began to decrease continuously.

Zhou Ming had no other intentions; he just wanted to add fuel to the fire.

After receiving the command, the Bloodhound slowly merged its body into the ground.

A few days later!

Near Ruijin Road in the French Concession.

Zhou Ming sat on a stool, holding a list in his hand. This was a message from Kamo Shinroku, who would be taking a ship back to Japan that night.

Although the Special Higher Police dared not take action against Kamo Shinroku, they were extremely vigilant and could not obtain any intelligence other than some publicly available internal information.

"The known intelligence is that Liu Dashu and Nagano Yuki are both vice-captains of the Special Higher Police, and the captain is Nomura Jiichi," Zhou Ming thought to himself.

“But now, apart from a special operations team, we have no other intelligence.” Zhou Ming looked at the list in his hand.

Eyes were drawn to the first name: Jing Quanguanghui, a deputy director in the General Affairs Section of the Special Higher Police.

Besides them, there were seven or eight Japanese soldiers.

“Takeshita Akira, you take the Blood Demon Soldiers and keep an eye on these people. I need an opportunity to turn them into Blood Demon Soldiers,” Zhou Ming said, handing over the list.

"Yes!" Takeshita Akira replied in a low voice, bending down to take the list with both hands.

Zhou Ming turned his gaze to Koike-kun, who immediately stood up and awaited orders.

“You go catch the Japanese devils tonight, I’ll be waiting for you at safe house number four,” Zhou Ming said.

Although one may not have received specialized training, as a modern person, as long as one is interested in a certain area, it is easy to obtain a large amount of relevant information.

Over the past few days, Zhou Ming has prepared a large number of safe houses, which are distributed in various locations.

"Yes!" Koike-kun replied in a low voice.

"Qingyu, you'll come with me," Zhou Ming said, looking at Ye Qingyu.

Chapter 103 Hunting

"Electromagnetic Cannon, you stay here and pretend there are people here," Zhou Ming said immediately afterward.

"Yes, boss." Electromagnetic Cannon nodded.

After arranging everything, Zhou Ming quietly left with Ye Qingyu.

It was just getting dark, and there were still some pedestrians on the street.

Safe House No. 4 was located outside the French Concession. It was a small courtyard house with single-story buildings. When Zhou Ming arrived there, it was completely dark.

Not long after, Koike arrived here carrying an unconscious Japanese soldier.

A triangular talisman appeared in Zhou Ming's hand, and with a casual push, it flew into the Japanese soldier's body.

Bloodlust power was born from the little devil's body. The intense pain woke him up, and Koike grabbed his neck, preventing him from making a sound.

A moment later, the Japanese soldier knelt on the ground and said, "Master!"

“Go back to your original life, don’t let anyone find out. You just need to gather intelligence and wait for orders,” Zhou Ming said coldly.

"Hi!" the newly born blood demon soldier replied with his head bowed, and then left.

Koike-kun has also left; he's going to continue his pursuit.

After several days, Takeshita Akira finally completed his mission, having thoroughly investigated the life trajectories of the people on the list.

Jing Quanguanghui, a deputy director in the General Affairs Department, has become obsessed with playing mahjong since arriving in Shanghai, and plays until midnight every night whenever he has time.

Tonight was no exception; Jingquan Guanghui was playing mahjong with three colleagues.

Zhou Ming stood on the opposite rooftop, gazing at the building where Jingquan Guanghui was located from afar.

"Both people on the list are here, and the other two are high-ranking members of the Japanese Chamber of Commerce who came with the army," Takeshita Akira reported in a low voice, kneeling on the ground.

“That would allow us to take them all under control,” Zhou Ming said softly.

He then waved his hand, signaling Takeshita Akira to make his move.

Akira Takeshita quietly left the spot and sneaked into the room opposite.

Under the cover of night, Zhou Ming arrived at the house across the street, pushed open the door, and went inside.

The four people at the mahjong table had their hands raised and sat there stiffly, their mahjong tiles cut in half.

Therefore, Takeshita knew that although he only had one knife, the four Japanese soldiers dared not make any rash moves.

Jing Quan Guanghui's expression changed as he watched Zhou Ming, who clearly didn't look Japanese, walk into the house. He wanted to shout loudly.

He saw a red light fly towards him, then merge into his mind, followed by a heavy blow to his back that knocked him unconscious.

Following the same method, the remaining three people also instantly lost consciousness.

A moment later, Jing Quanguanghui stood up, clutching the bump on the back of his head, his face twitching.

"Owner!"

"I need intelligence on the special forces, especially the whereabouts of the three captains," Zhou Ming asked without wasting any time.

"Whereabouts?" Jing Quanguanghui was slightly taken aback, as if he had thought of something.

"Master, the three captains of the special operations team may meet up in a month."

Zhou Ming's eyes lit up when he heard this; this was exactly the opportunity he had been looking for.

"Explain in detail!"

"Yes!" Jing Quanguanghui nodded.

"It's the birthday of Nomura Jiichi, the captain of the special forces team, in a month. He's always been greedy. Ever since he was promoted to major, he's held a birthday party every year to make a quick buck. This year will probably be no exception."

"A birthday party? If it's about making money, they definitely won't let his subordinates off the hook. It's certainly a way to get the three of them together." Zhou Ming's eyes lit up.

"After you go back, keep everything as it is."

"Yes!"

Zhou Ming left with Takeshita Akira, and the remaining four exchanged glances before continuing their mahjong game.

Having obtained the information he wanted, Zhou Ming was no longer in a hurry.

Next, Zhou Ming will prioritize stability and minimize his actions. Only those he is absolutely certain of will be transformed into Blood Demon Soldiers.

These Blood Demon soldiers, acting like undercover agents, relayed Special Higher Police intelligence to Zhou Ming.

One month later, at night.

Nomura Jiichi booked out an entire restaurant and stood on the second floor, not going to greet the guests.

Although he was only a lieutenant colonel, as an extraordinary individual, and a powerful one at that, his actual status was higher than that of a colonel.

There were only a few noble colonels who needed to be treated with caution, but unfortunately none of them were among the people he had invited this time, so he didn't go out to greet them at all.