Crossing Hong Kong Island at 60, Emptying Out the Old US Treasury at the Beginning

In 1960, the streets of Hong Kong Island were crowded with people. Zhang Zhicheng looked at the masked gangster who was arrogantly robbing money in front of him, and without hesitation he broke his neck. The next second, the corpse was put into the [World Sandbox] bound to him. "Ding! The dead soul has been transformed successfully, and you have obtained an absolutely loyal undead warrior x 1!" Traveling back to this chaotic era, Zhang Zhicheng discovered that his sand table could not only grow century-old giant trees and tens of thousands of kilograms of grain in one day, but the most terrifying thing was that it could transform mortal enemies into tireless puppets who were not afraid of life and death! Short of money? Teleported to the Bald Eagle Country, an army of dead soldiers emptied the Citibank vault! Lack of land? The dead man came out of his cage and swept through all the major underground societies in Hong Kong overnight! Lack of labor? One hundred thousand dead soldiers stationed in the sandbox, working day and night to build his industrial empire!