National Fortune Survival: Do you call this Plants vs. Zombies?

"Ah?" Qingquan was caught off guard, stunned for a second, and then shouted angrily and funny: "Where are you going? We don't know where to sign up..."

At this time, the Zombie Terminator is outside the city.

The sun rises, illuminating the world brightly.

Refreshing with a touch of warmth, the breeze blows across the grassland, as if combing a beauty's hair.

The scent of flowers and plants is mixed, and the lowing of cattle, sheep and horses can be heard next to my ears.

stomping on...

Riding a horse to the pasture outside the city of Zombie Terminator, Lin Qingfeng looked at the vibrant scene in front of him, feeling relaxed and happy.

"Not bad!" He exclaimed, and the expressions of the officials following behind him instantly relaxed.

The sacred team is not the feudal team before the Chinese mainland. Although the name is a team, it is actually a centralized team.

In such a team, everyone in the bureaucratic system always thinks about two things: how to keep their position, and how to get promoted.

This kind of thinking is naturally formed along with the system they live in. It is very realistic and has nothing to do with any thinking.

According to the people of the Celestial Dynasty, this kind of thinking undoubtedly makes them feel backward and contemptible, but in terms of the current situation, it is very useful.

Lin Qingfeng issued an order, and in order to keep his seat, all the officials from top to bottom would try their best to implement it.

As long as Lin Qingfeng doesn't open his mouth like a lion out of reality, people's subjective initiative is still extremely strong under pressure.

For example, in front of you, a city and pasture that were deserted more than a year ago have been taken care of in a decent way.

The household registration information of more than 56 people in the city has also been backed up.

"Head, this is the performance of Zombie Terminator City last year, please take a look!"

The line Z division of the holy team is very similar to the Celestial Dynasty when it is divided into provinces and counties. The person who handed over a document in front of him is the governor of the province where the Zombie Terminator City is located.

Lin Qingfeng rode on the horse, looked at the contents of the report in general, then nodded and said: "The construction work is done well, but there are still some negligence in the people's livelihood!"

Chief S was startled, and bowed in fear to explain: "Leader, this is because I have to make a choice between the two, after all..."

He didn't say what he said later, after all, among the tasks assigned to him by the team center, people's livelihood was only second.

But of course he couldn't say this in front of so many people, otherwise it would be as if he, a courtier, was complaining about the emperor.

"Hahaha... well, I didn't blame you anymore, I just reminded you that next year the focus will be on people's livelihood."

Lin Qingfeng's eyes were deep, and with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he handed the document back to him.

"Yes, Captain!"

Chief S felt relieved, took the file, and then realized that he was in a cold sweat.

The invisible power of the leader made everyone look sideways!

With the gradual stabilization of the rule of the holy team, everyone, including the lowest civilians and managers of different power levels, began to realize some changes.

Originally, they just thought that the team's system was different from what it had been in history, but now that they think about it, they feel that it is completely different.

Just like at this time, if you say that any regiment leader in history would not have such power.

It's just because Lin Qingfeng established a centrally-centralized imperial group, and his rights are boundless to him personally.

Riding on horseback, feeling the vastness of the grassland outside the Zombie Terminator City, Lin Qingfeng glanced behind him, observing the subtle expressions of the following courtiers.

Logically speaking, as a king, there are actually many things that he has to deal with personally every day.

But as the leader of the team, the constraints are not so great. He can patrol around the team's territory and leave all the affairs to the civil servants.

Anyone who eats a bear's heart and leopard dares to play tricks, then he has to try whether the army's weapons are sharp!

Not to mention that Lin Qingfeng has a group of wives with superior IQs in his harem.

So just let yourself go!

When the head of the regiment is still working from five to nine like a social animal, isn't that a pity for yourself?
Lin Qingfeng laughed at himself in his heart, took a deep breath of fresh air, and said to everyone: "Okay! Next, let's go to the ranch of the Zombie Terminator Academy!"

"Yes" all the courtiers immediately agreed.

Zombie Terminator Academy is the only extraordinary academy located in Zombie Terminator City, dedicated to cultivating Taoist priests.

Because of its special extraordinary route, there is not only a piece of land in the city as a teaching land, but also a special pasture outside to supply the exotic animals needed for teaching.

The pasture is located next to the woodland tens of kilometers east of the city, and most of the time ordinary people are forbidden to enter here.

Only during the graduation assessment of Zombie Terminator Academy and some special course teaching, will there be a large number of students entering it.

As the supreme ruler of the team, Lin Qingfeng was naturally not restricted.

On the contrary, the managers here began to wait for his visit early on the periphery.

"Meet the head!" The man who manages the ranch is a middle-aged man, wearing a new official uniform that has not been uniformly distributed.

He was very excited when he saw the head of the group, and there were still more than ten meters away, so he led the deputy head beside him to kneel down and praise loudly.

"Everyone, please get up!"

"Thank you, Commander!"

The team's etiquette system has not been completely perfected, and the interests of civil servants and martial arts are often mixed, so Lin Qingfeng doesn't care too much.

Maybe in a few years, they will all come up with a set of rituals following the emotions and intentions they reveal invisibly.

"Captain, all the results of the Zombie Terminator Ranch have been prepared and are waiting for your inspection!"

The position of the management officer of the ranch is not too high, but as a ranch manager of the Zombie Terminator Academy, it is considered to be on the same level as the county level.

Under the previous system, it would be a viscount.

However, this official never thought of going back to the previous system. At this time, he looked at Lin Qingfeng with reverence in his eyes!

As an illegitimate son of a former nobleman, he is more aware of the decay and corruption of the previous system than ordinary people.

And after personally joining the sacred team and participating in a series of reforms and constructions in the past few years, he is convinced that the team's path is correct!
Even if this road is not friendly to him, the son of a nobleman.

Again, Lin Qingfeng didn't care about their thoughts and gazes. In fact, he himself felt that he might not be a good person.

A good man always abides by noble morals and puts saving the world in his heart, but he is not.

Being a good person is too tiring, Lin Qingfeng just wants to make everyone's life better within the scope of his ability.

"Let's go!" Looking at the admiring gaze of this courtier, Lin Qingfeng said softly.

"Follow your order..."

The ranch of the Zombie Terminator Academy is built on the mountain, covering a large area of ​​grassland.