Doomsday: I have a super farm

The factory was full of muscular men, but Zhuang Chen glanced at them.

Looking at the information displayed on them, one can know that they have no power.

He just has brute strength.

Facing these zombies and monsters in the apocalypse, it is not enough to have the ability to protect yourself.

The people here are basically this number, there are no other old, weak, sick or disabled people.

It seems that he should separate each kind of people here.

As night falls.

They huddled up and held on to the quilt to prevent the cold wind from taking advantage of them.

"3928 From now on, this bed number will be your code name. Just stay here and don't come into contact with too many people."

"Do you have super powers?"

The guard suddenly lowered his voice while explaining what was ahead.

He took a step forward and came to his ear, speaking his last words to him.

After receiving a negative answer, he quickly threw away his hands and left.

Didn't he pay attention to the expression on Zhuang Chen's face?

"In the end of the world, does this kind of thing actually exist?"

He expressed surprise.

I am becoming more and more curious about what kind of secrets are hidden in this factory?

Zhuang Chen calmed down his restlessness and waited closely to discover this different side of them.

He looked back and saw that he happened to be on a top bunk.

A middle-aged man in his early thirties slept on his lower bunk.

He held his arms with both hands, closed his eyes tightly and was still trembling.

This man has not opened his eyes since he came here.

Everyone else looked the same, and they didn't feel much curiosity about his arrival.

I was wondering if I could find out anything?

Looking at them like this, I could only give up.

"Are these people too indifferent? They didn't give you any reaction at all."

The flowery rat curled his lips and complained.

With quick eyes and hands, Zhuang Chen put his index finger near its mouth, signaling it not to talk too much.

They could only fall asleep cuddling each other.

The next day.

"Ding……"

A harsh and long bell sound suddenly rang, frightening Zhuang Chen to sit up from the bed.

He held his head against his head and watched those people get up from the bed quickly without knowing why.

He hurriedly ran towards the gate.

This sound frightened him so much that his temples beat uncontrollably.

"What on earth is this doing?"

Zhuang Chen rubbed his sleepy eyes and followed them in a daze.

As soon as he walked out of the gate, the cold wind rushed into his neck, and his body suddenly trembled and woke up.

"If there is no problem with this, I don't believe it at all."

Zhuang Chen tightened his fists and moved forward with the crowd.

The big men all returned to their respective posts, mixing bricks and sand.

But he stood there dumbly and at a loss.

"What are you doing here? Don't you know how to do something?"

"I...I just came here and I don't know what to do?"

Zhuang Chen pretended to be silly and scratched his head at a loss.

He grabbed his clothes with both hands and swayed slightly.

"You are as thin as a bamboo pole, and you are even more weak when you walk. Come to the electronics factory with me!"

The guard looked up and down his body with disdain, but the conclusion he made made Zhuang Chen jump in anger.

Reason suppressed Zhuang Chen's emotions, and he cursed the guard in his heart.

Shut your mouth tightly and follow him without saying a word.

After passing several large factories, we finally came to a seven-story house.

After leading his guard to talk with the guards here, Zhuang Chen was handed over to other people.

"This is your job number and clothes. If you wear them, someone will tell you what to do."

Zhuang Chen was stunned for a second by what he put in his hand.

Then he took it into the locker room.

As the saying goes, if you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger cubs.

He quickly put on the pure white dust-free clothes in his hand, revealing only two deep eyes.

He put his work badge on the left side of his chest and walked through a room full of wind.

"This equipment is really complete."

The ground was smooth without a trace of dust, and as soon as you walked in you could hear the sound of mechanical impact.

Looking up, there were countless people wearing the same work clothes as him.

Like a walking zombie, he put the things in his hands on the mechanical belt.

"You are the new one here, come with me quickly. Don't look around when doing things here. This is a big taboo."

Zhuang Chen responded continuously, but his eyes were still moving.

With sharp eyes, he saw that every other corner there was a monitor flashing red light.

People on every pull line they passed had their heads buried, their eyes empty as they looked at the things in their hands turning over.

"From now on, it's your job to put labels on these products and not leave until you find your family."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

Zhuang Chen wanted to integrate into this environment as soon as possible, so he could only sit in the position with awareness.

Watch how others label and learn from it dexterously.

He raised his eyes and saw that the person sitting in front of him was a 50-year-old eldest sister who was very quick at labeling.

In front of him were three people sitting on either side of the pull cord, placing the product on a shelf to test its brightness.

Everyone was silent, which made him feel a little scary.

"Sister, how did you get here?"

Zhuang Chen said lightly, and looked at the other party with his eyes wide open.

Unexpectedly, the other party just glanced at her lightly.

Without saying anything, he lowered his head and was busy with his own things. The two people behind him also looked at the products on the wire in a dull manner.

There was no speech or thought of his own.

After the first day of work, although the work was not complicated.

He was tired and had some backaches, and he didn't get any reliable news.

He only took a temporary rest for a while, and then made targeted plans after reacting to this rhythm.

He pounded his waist and followed the crowd again and returned to his bed.

He saw that the food for them had been placed next to the pillow.

It was just a piece of compressed biscuits and mineral water, simple food that couldn't be simpler, which was what they had for a day.

"Won't this thing kill people?"

Zhuang Chen thought about the delicacies he usually ate, but he changed them into such worthless things in front of him.

He was so angry that he wanted to punch the wall twice.

After two days of repetitive life here, I saw those people who had no passion for life.

No wonder they were like zombies.

Fortunately, he communicated with others persistently and slowly conquered their hearts.

"Sister, how long have you been here?"

"The end of the world has begun, and I have stayed here as long as it has. It is better to linger on than to go out and be eaten by zombies."

There was a lot of helplessness in her words, and she was forced to breathe.

Only this numb life could paralyze her nerves.