I, the zombie mother, will assimilate 100 million at the beginning.

"Even if I turn into a demon, I will make those bullshit capitalists who oppress me pay the price!"

In a dull, depressing atmosphere.

A stubble-faced, yellow-faced man couldn't hold back anymore, sat on the ground, his eyes were red, and shouted angrily.

Immediately, he held the mobile phone in both hands, and quickly edited a text in the chat box of the live broadcast room.

"I want to become a believer of zombies, I need the power of zombies to uphold justice for me, who can help me?!"

The workers looked at the man with a crazy expression, and their faces were full of grief.

Some time ago, a man took his wife and daughter to the boss to ask for wages.

Not only did he not get paid, he and his wife were beaten up severely, and their daughter was taken by the boss.

For those wages, countless people were even separated from their wives.

Those capitalists are the heinous, the devil at the top of the chain of existence.

Even if they turned into demons, what power would they have to contend with them?

What can I get justice for?

But after seeing the man's comments in the live broadcast room, the workers' expressions suddenly became complicated.

A touch of excitement slowly rose from the complexity.

Along with the excitement, the workers also had hope for the future life amidst their despair.

"Elvis, you are a genius!"

"We don't have the strength to fight against demons, so we can use the power of real demons to clear away the darkness in the world, hahaha! Good!"

"Perhaps, I finally understand why the people of Wu Kingdom become believers. It is very likely that it is the place of light!"

The workers cheered the man's name, each with a sense of enlightenment.

Copying Elvis' comments, he frantically swiped the screen in the live broadcast.

A comment was overwhelmed by Wang Yang's comments in the blink of an eye.

But with hundreds of workers swiping the screen continuously, the scrolling comments in the live broadcast room all displayed a sentence: "I want to become a zombie believer, I need the power of zombies to uphold justice for me, who can help me?!"

Chapter 374 Judge, Target Competition

in the live room.

Audiences around the world were shocked when they saw Baping's negative remarks.

"Damn it, are these people crazy? Why don't good people choose to be dogs?"

"What the hell, if you want to be a believer or a dog, go! Don't come out and screen disgusting people!"

"It's disgusting enough for the troops of various countries to kill each other, and it is enough to become a shame for their own country. I didn't expect that there are you scum and scum in the borders of the countries. You really deserve to go to hell!"

……

With the comments of Elvis and his group swiping the screen, the most frequent occurrences in the live broadcast room were swearing and condemnation.

The point of anger was suddenly transferred to the group of people who had no moral bottom line and were willing to degenerate into zombie believers.

They are like high judges.

Can judge the world right from wrong.

But where is the difference between right and wrong in this world?

What they condemn is only their deepest cognition.

It's just the pain I haven't experienced, the sadness I haven't tasted.

It's just a side they can't accept.

Elvis looked at the anger of the audience, and the ugly face of the capitalist who cannibalize people suddenly appeared in his mind.

Recalling the pain that he and his wife were beaten, their daughter was taken over by capitalists, and they still haven’t returned home.

The injustice and complaints in his heart instantly turned into a monstrous anger.

"If one day I climb above the order and stand at the top of the food chain, I will kill you hypocrites first!"

"All of you are dressed in human skin, but walkers are inferior to pigs and dogs. What qualifications do you have to stand up and judge me!?"

"Is it because I live at the bottom of the class? Is it because I am a moth and garbage in your eyes? Without the contribution of the bottom people like me, you all go to eat Xiangxiang!"

Elvis vented all the anger in his heart in words, and he just blew furiously at the audience in the live broadcast room.

After the workers had the idea of ​​becoming zombie believers, they no longer had the fear of capitalists and the superior crowd in their hearts.

Looking at the output of Elvis, he didn't want to lag behind, holding the phone, typing fast and frantically with both hands.

……

at the same time.

As soon as the discussion about the future development between Bingyingguai and the group of dandies was over, they noticed the fierce debate in the live broadcast room.

Seeing so many people popping up all of a sudden, they blatantly wanted to become believers in zombies.

Yingyingguai's eyes were full of light, and there was also a look of vigilance.

"Cecil, I'll contact this group of people first. You should investigate their addresses and identities secretly, so as not to accidentally get caught."

"Quintina, you recently settled your marriage partner. If you have any difficulties, you can ask for my help at any time. I heard that his family is a big food producer, which will be very helpful for our future development."

"Brandon, you guys are listening to the rumors in the circle. If there are people who are not opposed to zombies, you can pay more attention and put them on the list. After all, those young masters will become the financial support for us to build the believer empire."

"Okay, let's get busy and work hard to meet our future!"

With a faint smile on his face, Yingyingguai quickly explained the specific tasks to the dudes, and then contacted Elvis through the private chat window of the live broadcast.

……

the other side.

In a ranch.

A muscular man watched the debate in the live broadcast room, his mouth parted and he laughed.

The servant beside him frowned slightly: "Boss, are you really going to recruit this group of depraved trash?"

"There is no such thing as degenerate or degenerate. They are just a group of poor people who have been squeezed by capitalists to the point where they cannot survive."

"It's been a few days since I had the idea to form a force to protect myself. At present, I have only recruited ten people. If we can win this group of people, our force will begin to take shape."

"Okay, I'll talk to them first, and you should also go to someone to prepare. If the conversation goes well, go and bring him back!"

The muscular man felt sympathetic to what happened to Elvis and his group, but he still had a strong sense of anticipation in his eyes.

Quickly contact Elvis through the private chat window.

Chapter 375 Sincerity, follow me from now on

Abandoned factory.

Elvis and his group had a cultural output in the live broadcast room, and after expressing all the sadness in their hearts, their angry mood improved a lot.

But seeing such a commotion, no one contacted them.

A look of disappointment flashed in their eyes.

Sitting on the floor depressed, smoking cheap cigarettes.

"Elvis, do you think the zombies have never thought about globalizing believers?"

"They were very active in the live broadcast room before, why didn't anyone contact us after we made trouble for a long time?"

A skinny and bone-covered man exhaled a puff of smoke, looked at Elvis and asked.

"Zombie believers dare to jump in the global live broadcast room and recruit believers. This shows that intelligent zombies have the idea of ​​​​developing global believers."

"But no one has contacted us for a long time. Maybe they don't like us as embarrassed believers."

The other is smoking with his head down, looking hopeless

The rest of the workers also started talking after hearing the sound.

Elvis was also disturbed when he heard the comments of the workers.

He had thought so.

According to the arrogance of the zombie believers in the live broadcast room before recruiting people with great fanfare.

As long as they take the initiative to jump out, they will definitely attract private chats from believers.

But I don't want to vent my anger with the global audience, but the private chat information is empty.

If they can't use the power of zombies to fight capital, what means should they use to seek justice for themselves and get back everything that belongs to them?

Ding Dong!

Ding Dong!

While Elvis was thinking deeply, the phone rang.

When I opened my phone, I saw two private chat messages.

"You want to be a believer?"

"Brother, are you interested in joining my team? No matter what difficulties you have, I can help you solve them!"

The first one was sent by the monster, simple and straightforward.

The second one was sent by a muscular man, with a feeling of lack of talents and unbearable hunger and thirst.

"you are?"

Elvis replied to both of them with the same content.

"Why do you want to become a believer? What benefits can your joining bring to new humans?"

"Brother, the nature of my team is similar to that of the Liberty League. I fight for myself and to live. The people in the team are very united."

The two messages came back almost at the same time.

"This world is dirty, and the air is full of rotten smell. Those high-ranking capitalists don't want me to live, so I will send them to hell with my own hands. I need the power of zombies to help me get back everything that belongs to me. In return, I am willing to smash my body to pieces for the zombies!"

"Do you dare to be an enemy of the top capital? I want you to help me kill those capitals that oppress me, do you dare?"

After thinking for a few seconds, Elvis replied to the two of them respectively.

For the former, he directly expressed the anger in his heart, but for the latter, his tone was contemptuous.

The order of the countries is not chaotic, how dare a group of temporary civilian teams trample on order?

Believers are different.

They are backed by new humans.

That's a bunch of real demons.

The so-called order, the so-called morality, and the so-called black and white, in their eyes, are all bullshit.

"In the territory of Wu Kingdom, the new humans are infected like crazy, and everyone has the opportunity to obtain the power of the new humans, but this does not mean that the power of the new humans can be gifted at will. It depends on whether you are qualified."

"Your needs are very simple. You just want to use the power of zombies to solve a group of capital junk and get justice."

"I can help you, but you need to show me your sincerity."

It's back in seconds.

Elvis saw that the other party actually called the capital "offcuts", and still in a contemptuous tone, hope was rekindled in his heart.

In order to save his children from capital as soon as possible, he quickly asked, "What do you need me to do?"

As for the private chat with the team, it was directly ignored by Elvis.

"It's up to you to summon those who just claimed to be believers in the live broadcast room, and follow me from now on!"

Chapter 376 Questioning identity, tens of millions of dollars

Elvis looked at the message sent by the monster, and doubts appeared in his hope-filled eyes.