Chapter 1 Awakening Memories, Binding the National Luck!
In the spacious office, Alo slowly exhaled the smoke from his cigarette. He was wearing a well-tailored suit and holding a fine cigar. Not far from him, on a nearby cabinet, stood a statue of Guan Gong, made entirely of gold.
Sunlight illuminated the statue, reflecting a dazzling light.
âTsk.â
Alo stubbed the cigar into the ashtray. This morning, he had just been promoted to Chief Detective of the Hong Kong Island, gaining both honor and power. He thought it was the peak of his life, but little did he know, it was just the beginning of a new chapter.
After returning from the field, he had awakened his memoriesâhe was a reborn person. With the memories of his past life, Alo felt a sense of unreality. He never expected that, without his memories, he would have fought his way up to become the five-billion-dollar detective Lei LuoâŠ
In the coming years, he would truly dominate Hong Kong Island. Even the British high officials would have to respect his opinion.
At this point, the four major families were just getting started, and the underworld forces were growing wildly. But whether in the underworld or the legitimate world, anyone who saw him had to respectfully call him âBrother Luo.â However, after reaching the peak, came the inevitable fall.
The latter half of Lei Luoâs life was filled with hardship and constant fleeingâŠ
His immense wealth did not provide him with a comfortable life. Instead, it made him a target for others. A wealthy man who had lost his power was viewed as a juicy target, someone to be taken advantage of whenever possible.
âFortunately, I woke up in time.â
âThereâs still time left.â
Alo stood up and walked in front of the Guan Gong statue to pay his respects. At the moment he awoke his memories, he also received a decades-late golden finger.
ăWith the Nationâs Luckă
ăBind a nationâs luck related to you, and you will prosper along with ită
ăAs the nationâs luck stabilizes and rises, your health and lifespan will also stabilize and improveă
ăEach time the nationâs luck experiences a major boost, you will receive magical rewardsă
ăYour associated nations: Britain, Summer Kingdomă
ăPlease choose which to bindă
The information in his mind kept urging Alo to make a choice quickly. Before him were two completely different paths. If he chose Britain, there was a high chance he would not be held accountable.
From then on, he would truly become a part of Britain, rising to the top on Hong Kong Island. Even if Hong Kong Island eventually broke away, he could return to Britain and become a noble gentleman. Taking this path would make his life a hundred times easier. But Alo didnât even glance at Britain.
After offering incense to the Guan Gong statue, he decisively chose the second option.
Summer Kingdom!
That was his homeland!
The source of his bloodline, the place he could never part with!
The Summer Kingdom was now struggling, mired in a quagmire, with crises everywhere!
Countless international forces were waiting for this once-great giant to fall. The hardships and dangers of this period were beyond the imagination of future generations. There was still a long road ahead for the giant to rise again.
Supporting it during this time would come at a price. But Alo didnât hesitate. It wasnât just because he knew the future, but because of the spark in his heart.
As long as he survived this difficult period, by the time 1997 arrived, the Summer Kingdom would rise from the ashes like a phoenix. He could not only shake off the old shackles, but soar to new heights!
Britain, that decayed old world, was nothing but garbage!
âBind my homeland, Summer Kingdom.â
ăTarget selection completed, binding in progressă
ăYou have bound Summer Kingdom, and will now prosper with ită
ăSummer Kingdomâs national luck value: 51 (struggling in hardship)ă
The moment Alo bound Summer Kingdom, he felt a mysterious change in his body. It was as though a powerful force had locked his body in place. From now on, his health and lifespan would no longer depend on himself.
âWell then, the first thing to do is contact my homeland.â
âThen, I need to clean up my image and sever ties with the past.â
âOtherwise, even if Hong Kong Island returns, I can only be a mascot.â
Alo stood with his hands behind his back, deep in thought in front of the Guan Gong statue. At this moment, Hong Kong Island was in a delicate balance, a chaotic state masked by order. At the top were the British officials, who sat high above like ancient emperors.
Below them, the people of Hong Kong Island grew wildly, fighting for the scraps left by those in power.
Lei Luo, the five-billion-dollar detective, had grown up in such an environment. To reach his current position, Aloâs hands were stained with an unknown amount of blood. Both black and white, he had been involved in it all.
The only good news was that this blood was not personally spilled by him. Severing ties was difficult, but not impossible. Only by cleaning up his image could he make a comeback in the futureâs larger trends. Just then, the office door was knocked on, and a fat man walked in. It was his top subordinate, Pig Oil Boy.
âBrother Luo, the hotel is ready, and everyone is waiting for you.â
Today was the day Alo was promoted to Chief Detective, and his subordinates had already prepared a feast. This position was specifically created by the British for him.
Although it wasnât a high rank, it represented the British high commandâs recognition of him. Pig Oil Boy felt something strange as he looked at Alo standing in front of the Guan Gong statue.
Aloâs aura seemed to have changed, and there was a noticeable difference from before. However, Pig Oil Boy didnât think much of it and assumed it was just a result of Aloâs promotion.
Alo didnât waste time and turned around with a smile, patting Pig Oil Boy on the shoulder.
âLetâs go, we canât keep everyone waiting.â
âBrother Luo, donât mention it. Everyone is more than happy to wait.â
Pig Oil Boy smiled, a loyal subordinate.
In his view, even if Alo was hours late, everyone else would still wait obediently. The two of them left the office and boarded a special car to the hotel.
On the way, Alo suddenly turned to Pig Oil Boy and said, âHelp me contact Huo Dong and tell him I want to talk to him.â
âHuo Dong? That person has a bad reputation. Meeting with him will draw attention from above.â
âI know, so arrange it secretly.â
Alo glanced out the window casually.
When Pig Oil Boy mentioned Huo Dongâs bad reputation, he wasnât referring to Huo Dongâs character.
It was because Huo Dong had long been in contact with the homeland and was viewed by the British as a thorn in their side, a dangerous figure. If Huo Dong hadnât known how to conduct himself, the British high command would have dealt with him long ago. But even so, most of the money Huo Dong earned had been taken by the British.
However, if Alo wanted to make contact with the homeland, Huo Dong was the best intermediary.
Alo had a rough plan in mind, but the details would have to wait until he met with Huo Dong. The car sped along, with Alo lost in thought while Pig Oil Boy made the call. They soon arrived at the hotel.