Tomb raiding: The awesome life that started from Ganggangyingzi

After about half a cup of tea's time, Ji Haobo let out a long breath, opened his eyes, and felt as if he had been reborn.

He threw off the covers, got out of bed, looked at his suit, his shiny leather shoes, and touched the belt around his waist, and felt a surge of joy.

This outfit is no ordinary thing; it not only has the amazing features of self-cleaning and temperature control.

It also has the ability to defend against ordinary firearms, especially the belt, which actually has a two-cubic-meter space.

Suit-wearing Thug (Bronze Card)

[Internal Martial Arts - Neutralizing Force] [Thug Set]

This thug outfit is very complete, including not only outer clothes, pants, and shoes, but also an inner shirt, tie, and belt, and even a watch on his wrist.

What pleased Ji Haobo the most was that there was a cigar inside the belt that would never go out and would never burn out.

Although he doesn't smoke in this life, he was a heavy smoker in his previous life. Now that he has such a cigar, it's like a mouse falling into a rice jar.

Ji Haobo took it out without hesitation, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled.

"Excellent! Very potent, rich, and fragrant."

I glanced at the unidentified watch on my wrist; it showed around 5 p.m. No wonder the light coming through the roof tiles was somewhat dim.

He rubbed his stomach again, feeling extremely hungry, as if he could swallow that cow whole.

Uh oh! It seems like I'm having a bit of a run-in with that cow!

But thinking back to the last meal I had, which consisted of two flatbreads I ate on the way;

It's been almost half a day now, and with the fusion card, his physical strength has increased dramatically, so it's understandable that he's expending a lot of energy.

I wonder if the old Party Secretary's family cooks. I should ask him to cook more, otherwise it would be a bit awkward if he ate it all by himself.

I opened the door and went outside. There was a courtyard with several bedrooms, but they were all quiet and empty.

"Damn, where have they all gone? It's almost lunchtime and we haven't seen a soul. Never mind, let's go to the kitchen and see if there's anything to eat."

Ji Haobo muttered to himself, looking at the side room in the yard. He guessed that must be the kitchen.

I went inside and found it was a bit dark. I groped around and found four cold steamed buns in the pot. Without thinking twice, I stuffed them into my mouth.

Thinking that it was already this late, and not only were the old Party Secretary's family not here, but even Old Hu and Fatty Wang were nowhere to be seen, could something have happened in the village?

Suddenly, he could faintly hear the sounds of gongs, drums, and suonas. He listened carefully and knew it was funeral music, music reserved for the dead.

He guessed that the old Party Secretary's family might have gone somewhere to help out; that's how it is in the countryside—when one family is in trouble, the whole village helps.

"Hmm! A few steamed buns aren't enough to fill us up. Let's see if we can get a feast."

Ji Haobo stuffed the last half of the steamed bun into his mouth, and thinking that there might be a big bowl of meat at the banquet, his eyes lit up and he hurriedly walked outside.

It was already getting dark, and apart from the sound of suona horns coming from the funeral parlor, the village was quiet.

Few of the neighbors around him had their lights on, and Ji Haobo trudged along the village lane, which was less than two meters long.

"Damn, this rural area is so backward. Not only is there no electricity, but there aren't even many candles or kerosene lamps."

In his memory, the world was not just about ghosts blowing out lights; the timeline was also very messed up.

In big cities, it was quite late 1990s; cell phones had already appeared, although they weren't smartphones yet, but they had already replaced those bulky brick phones.

If he hadn't left in such a hurry, and hadn't been subjected to a friendly body search that resulted in his phone and wallet being taken, he wouldn't have gone to get money from Big Gold Tooth.

Because I was unfamiliar with the area, after taking some detours, I finally saw lights ahead and people moving around.

Just as he was walking quickly towards it, screams and commotion suddenly came from there, and a large group of people ran out.

Ji Haobo frowned upon seeing this and quickly quickened his pace to meet the person running towards him. He then shouted loudly.

"Hey! Fellow villager, what happened?"

Unfortunately, the man didn't utter a sound and just kept running. However, what puzzled Ji Haobo was that the man's running movements were somewhat strange.

Just then, someone shouted from afar:

"Quick, quick, everyone grab your weapons! We can't let that old Wang who's come back to life get away!"

Upon hearing the shouts from ahead, Ji Haobo was startled and immediately felt an urge to curse.

A zombie? Holy crap! I just came to a banquet and this happened?!

Before he could even utter a complaint, the person had already approached and suddenly reached out with both hands to pounce.

In the pitch black, Ji Haobo didn't quite understand the situation, but his body reacted instinctively.

He twisted his waist to dodge the grabbing hands, then stepped into a lunge position and, with the force of a thousand pounds, slammed his shoulder into the man's chest.

"Click"

The bones cracked, the sound crisp and clear, perfectly distinct in the darkness.

Although the sound was somewhat terrifying, the person flew backwards for six or seven meters in the air, and after landing, he actually stood up straight again.

Upon seeing this, Ji Haobo's expression changed, and he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"Holy crap, a zombie?"

He had been worried that his action might have killed someone, but now he felt relieved.

Although he had never seen this thing in real life, he had watched a lot of Uncle Nine's movies;

A ruptured sternum that can still stand upright—he wouldn't believe it's not a zombie, not even if you beat him to death.

Besides, this is a ghost town, so it's not surprising that there are zombies here.

Seeing the zombie rushing towards him again, Ji Haobo was not afraid at all; instead, he shouted excitedly.

Hey! You're here just in time!

His body moved like a swimming dragon, his feet treading through mud, as he lunged forward, his left hand parrying the zombie's outstretched arms, and with a swift, alms-begging motion, he struck the zombie's jaw heavily.

"Click"

This blow not only shattered the zombie's jawbone but also sent its body flying backward.

Ji Haobo pressed his advantage relentlessly, changing his footwork and tensing his body like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.

With a fierce gust of wind, his palms whistled and struck the zombie's already collapsed chest and abdomen with the force of thunder.

"Click"

The sound of the zombie's bones breaking was incessant. It flew more than ten meters away, twitched a few times on the ground, and then went still.

By this time, many villagers had already set up their lamps, and two people with flashlights were also arguing and quickly gathering around.

"Here he is! The old Party Secretary is here!"

"You fat bastard, can't you speak properly? It's Old Wang, the one who's come back from the dead!"

"Oh dear! That's not important. Old Hu, come and look at this zombie! It's in such a terrible state!"

His entire body was covered in broken bones, and even his spine was broken into several pieces.

Ji Haobo ignored the chaotic discussions and looked at the panel with surprise, where ten lottery points suddenly appeared.

He hadn't expected that lottery points could also be obtained by defeating monsters; this was another way to get them! Not bad at all! Perfect!