Horror Recovery: I Became a Spiritual Instructor

He quickly started apologizing.

"I'm really sorry for interrupting the meeting of the leaders. If it's inconvenient now, I can choose to call again later. The matter on my side is not an urgent matter."

While speaking, the warden was ready to hang up the phone.

Unexpectedly, Chairman Wang on the opposite side raised his hand.

"It's okay, you can continue talking, our meeting is over now. Since you have already called me, how can it be a trivial matter. "

Now, the warden was so nervous that his hands began to tremble, but he couldn't refuse, after all, the person who spoke was Mr. Wang, the one well-known throughout the country.

"Yes, then I will continue."

"Leaders, I'm calling this time to report something. I think I already have some clues about the monsters we saw before."

"We caught a monster in Jiangcheng before. It was covered in white hair. Although its physical signs were the same as those of ordinary corpses, it could still run and jump, and it loved blood."

"Now we already know the name of that thing. This thing is called a zombie, and it is the lowest level white zombie among them."

After all, it was the first time he had a conversation with so many high-level figures. After speaking a few words, the warden couldn't help but stop, wanting to hear their reactions.

However, after a few seconds of silence, the person sitting next to the chairman's seat spoke again.

"Speak clearly, what about Jiang Shi, what about Bai Jiang, don't just talk about it."

Even through the microphone, his voice was immediately heard in the prison, oh my god, this is someone I can't mess with.

This is not over yet.

Others began to echo one after another. Their voices were familiar to the warden.

"Comrade, you say you already know, what exactly do you know? These nouns, or verbs? We have never heard of them."

"The situation is very urgent now. Although we are demanding a solution, we will not believe in any unfounded theories. You'd better explain what you said just now."

When they said this to the warden, who was already nervous, he was a little unscrupulous for a while, and lost his usual calmness in dealing with things.

"Baizoom is...a type of zombie. I know something has happened to this meeting, so I want to report to everyone how to deal with these zombies..."

He pretended not to say what he said, walking around without zombies and white zombies.The tone of the people who were already quite irritable because of the understanding just now became more and more hostile.

"So we were asking just now, what is a zombie and what is a dead body, don't you understand?"

"I remember that we have basic cultural requirements for the leadership of various special institutions. Have you graduated from compulsory education? Do you really understand the question we just raised?"

"Oh, I didn't expect that in this year, there are still people adding fuel to the fire and calling to harass you. This is not how you invite credit. At least clear your words first, Jiangcheng prison director."

For a while, each of them was harsh, making the warden look like he was being held in a criticism meeting, stuttering and unable to utter a complete sentence.

Zhao Lei next to him looked at his nervous appearance, probably realized something, and walked up silently to help him change a glass of water.

The warden raised his head and looked at Zhao Lei. Although Zhao Lei couldn't make a sound, he still spoke with his mouth.

"Information, we have information."

Immediately, the warden realized that he was here to report this time, and he still had information. Why did he make it seem like he was really here to make trouble.

He took a deep breath and suppressed the tension in his heart that he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Sorry, leaders, I was too abrupt. I'll tell you all about it from the beginning."

"Before we start talking, we have a piece of information here that we hope to pass on to you first. Can you check it out?"

At this time, Chairman Wang, who had been silent beside him, said something in a low voice.

"Pass it to the secretary general."

Zhao Lei acted immediately after hearing the words, and gave the information to the person in charge of the research institute in the Jiangcheng area, who then passed it on to the secretary-general.

In the process of uploading and handing over the materials, the warden began to explain to everyone.

"It's like this. I have a little understanding of the situation in Sioux City before. You should also know that in recent years, various corpses have been revived frequently and started to act.

"The time and age of these resurrected corpses are different. Some can carry a few rockets, and some have undetectable trajectories. This is the most common monster we encounter, with a physical body."

"And this kind of monsters are zombies. I think it's because most of them have stiff limbs in the early stages of production, so they are named after zombies."

"And the white stiffness I just mentioned is the lowest level among them."

"I think that the zombie transformed by Wang Lao that was revived in the previous Sioux City incident should belong to Bai Zang."

"Their abilities are not strong, and they need to suck blood as the driving force for their activities. This is why they actively attack people."

Hearing this, all the members present looked at each other in blank dismay.

Although they are high-level people in the past two years, they have seen a lot of cases, so they naturally understand these things.

So far, most of what the warden said is correct, his movements are stiff, his corpse is resurrected, and he likes to suck blood.

Although some people still have doubts about the last point, it is irrelevant, so no one speaks.

Realizing that everyone seems to be interested in what he said, the warden heaved a sigh of relief, and then continued to explain.

"Of course, as I said just now, they are just low-level zombies."

"Dealing with this type of zombie doesn't require sophisticated means. Just use glutinous rice, peach wood and ink fountain thread to restrict their movement. When they reach a certain number, they can even be incapacitated."

Hearing this, the venue started to be noisy again.

"Are you serious? Glutinous rice and peach wood? Are these things comparable to rockets?"

"The monster you sent from Jiangcheng back then is indeed incapacitated, but you can't just start making things up. I remember that the first prisoner in our country who was sentenced to life imprisonment for spreading rumors was in your prison, right? Warden, don't follow in his footsteps."

Everyone started talking, and the warden, who was planning to continue talking, was dumb for a moment and smacked his lips.

Fortunately, the chairman next to him came forward in time.

"Silence. Let him continue talking. Have you forgotten the basic meeting etiquette? You can't continue to speak until the others have finished speaking."