The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

"Yama, Yama!"

With each shout, King Yama's name will be blown farther and farther by the biting cold wind.

For example, at this moment, on a hillside about five kilometers north of Tianma Island, four cars were parked in the mountain village, and more than ten people were stationed on a cliff. They heard a faint sound coming from the south and looked at each other.

"Yama...is that what they are shouting?"

A man, with a cigarette in his mouth, looked south from where he stood, but could see nothing.

"Yes, that's the name. It's pretty arrogant to call him that. Hey, Monkey, what's going on?"

"At least more than a hundred people, with drones, tanks, and that unclear bomb!"

The man called Monkey was squatting on a strange rock that was more than three meters high, holding a telescope in his hand with an embarrassed expression.

"Well... I am indeed qualified to be so arrogant."

"The intelligence is too far from reality. Even if this force kills Liu Shijie and his men, it's still a bone we can't chew!"

"Such a huge group of zombies was easily dealt with by them. Let's retreat quickly. If we are discovered, we will have to explain ourselves..."

"Why don't you consider establishing a trade relationship with them? For example, exchanging some of those bombs we saw earlier?"

"Whether to establish trade or not depends on the boss's decision. In fact, I think it's better to develop outside the Great Wall. The land is vast and the population is sparse. All the monsters and demons inside the Great Wall have come... Let's go home. Our mission is accomplished!"

The man leading the team walked towards the mountain village muttering to himself. The strange explosion before left him with lingering fears, and he also remembered a name, King Yama.

No matter how rich the spiritual food is, it cannot change the current situation of hunger. The first task after the profound shouting is to fill the stomach!

Zhang Su waved his arms towards the crowd and said, "The intense battle has finally come to an end. I believe everyone is starving, right? I guess many people were fooled by Liao Youzhi and didn't have time to eat this morning. I have asked the chef to go back early. The pig should be being slaughtered at this time. Everyone must have a good meal today to celebrate this memorable day!"

After killing people and zombies, King Yama decided to kill a pig again. What a wise decision! The word "killing a pig" seemed to have some kind of magic, enough to excite everyone and bring cheers again.

As fighters within a faction, there is no shortage of food and drink, but when it comes to fresh pork, it is definitely among the top three items on everyone's wish list!

Seeing everyone in front of him happy and smiling, Zhang Su felt deeply moved. The struggle for personal ambition would cause unspeakable harm to most ordinary people. His decision was not wrong. To solve the problem, he only needed to cut off the root cause!

The root cause could be ambitious guys like Liao Youzhi and Gong Chengming, or he himself. In short, the fewer ambitious people there are, the more peaceful the tribe will be...

After the generous speech, Zhang Su ordered the main force to return to Tianma Island first and pull some zombie corpses onto the car. He then called a few core members and headed towards the deep pit a few hundred meters away, wanting to see the masterpiece of the grape bomb.

"My god, this pit is at least as high as two floors. Brother Su, are you sure it's just one milliliter, not ten milliliters?"

Zhang Su had already told the people around him the details on the way here, and Qi Xiaoshuai, who had no idea how much Ascension Puree there was in storage, raised a soul-searching question.

Everyone stood at the edge of the deep pit and looked inside. It was more like a bowl-like depression in the ground than a deep pit. The soil was very smooth, just like it was scooped away by an extremely sharp spoon.

Zhang Su stared at the big pit with a strange expression. The second grape used concentrated liquid. Since he did not see the explosion directly, he could not confirm which of the two bombs was more powerful. However, judging from the number of zombies killed, there did not seem to be much difference, which made him a little disappointed.

Hearing Qi Xiaoshuai's words, he scratched his head and said, "Do you think I'm selling Shengtian original juice wholesale? It's 10 milliliters, and the dropper can hold at most 5 milliliters. I'm sure I only sucked up 1 milliliter, it should be less than that, because there must be residue on the drip!"

In fact, he had a doubt in his mind. According to the previous visual observation, the explosion ball was more than 20 meters high. Logically, the center of the explosion should be on the ground, or it might fall on some unlucky zombie. It didn't matter. Anyway, it was not an explosion in the air, and half of the power should be released underground.

But when we got closer and took a closer look, we realized that the damage to the ground was not as great as we had imagined.

The diameter of the entire pit is about fourteen or fifteen meters, which is one-third of the theoretical diameter of the explosion light ball, and the depth of seven or eight meters is also one-third of the radius of the explosion light ball.

Zhang Su expressed his doubts.

"Brother Su, this is easy to understand. It should be the high density of the land that blocked the power of the explosion."

Liu Tianji said this while touching his chin, and tried to go downstairs for a walk, but was stopped by his companions.

Zhang Su nodded, thinking that this explanation was reasonable. He then raised the question of the growth ratio of dosage and power, and everyone was speechless.

"Hmm... I think this thing goes against science. It is definitely something brought by extraterrestrial civilization and cannot be simply explained by the knowledge we have."

"The mutant zombies are all incomprehensible, okay? The Ascension Essence can't be explained, and the same goes for that thing. Who can explain it?"

Chen Hanzhou pointed to the van behind him.

Zhang Su didn't dare let others drive the box back to the camp. He needed Fu Weijun to think of a solution. The simple combination lock seemed a bit fragile, and it would be better to add another insurance. But then again, if this treasure fell into the hands of others, no matter how many insurances were added, it would be in vain...

Everyone looked at the large warm baby with rich expressions. Pang Dakun laughed and said, "Uncle, this thing is too powerful. Do you think that with it, we don't need to burn the stove to keep warm in the future?"

Zhang Su walked over to the box and touched it tentatively. He couldn't even touch the end farthest from the fire-breathing zombie. He shook his head and said, "I talked to the people in the survivors' alliance before. The heating of Tesco Mall is provided by that thing inside..."

"But we live in scattered areas, so we can't rely on it for heating everywhere. Unless we modify the pipes and use it to boil water, it can provide heating for all the houses. Wait, that's not certain..."

As he spoke, Zhang Su was a little confused: "You didn't see it before, but I noticed that the color of the fire-breathing zombie changed after it killed Liao Youzhi and the others. It may also need to replenish energy like ordinary zombies, but its energy conversion rate is much higher than that of ordinary zombies."

"Well, no matter what, this thing is like a small reactor. If we use it well, our energy problem will be completely solved in the future."

Liu Tianji felt very excited. Human beings were too dependent on energy. It had only been about four months since the apocalypse, and they had not yet been able to completely get rid of their dependence. It would probably take several years or even longer to completely adapt to the energy shortage, unless the child was born after the apocalypse.

"If we build a big water tank and throw that thing into it, we can create a super steam engine. This is too fantastic..."

"Your idea is too narrow-minded. It can be built according to the model of a nuclear power plant. However, the fire-breathing zombie needs to replenish its energy, so it needs to bask in the sun!"

"The Survivor Alliance holds this great treasure but does not properly develop and utilize it. Instead, they only think about grabbing territory. How short-sighted..."

Compared to the indescribable power of the Ascension Juice, the endurance of the fire-breathing zombies makes everyone more interested.

"Come on, stop talking nonsense and go back. There are a lot of outsiders in the camp. Don't give me any trouble!"

Zhang Su did not continue chatting in the wilderness. He squatted down and touched the smooth surface of the deep pit. Some sand rolled down. Then he walked towards the driving seat of the container truck, feeling a little scared.

Initially, he wanted to create not one milliliter of grapes, but three milliliters of onions.

From 0.5 ml to 1 ml, the explosive power increased by at least ten times. What effect would the increase from 1 ml to 3 ml have? It was difficult to estimate. He could only wait for a chance to try again. He hoped that he would never have to use onions.