I'm not really a zombie

Lunch is eaten by three people.Although Lin Fang was a little reluctant, he wanted to eat with Yuan Ling more.

But thinking about it, Cui Ming didn't do anything wrong, so let's eat together.

Speaking of which, although Cui Ming usually looks like a frail scholar, he eats quite boldly.And he also took the initiative to ask for more food. One second, he ate like a storm, and the next second he spoke sweetly when facing the second aunt who was cooking.

Lin Fang was aroused by his change of being bold and unrestrained and laughing for a while, and asked, "Aren't you the deputy head of the mercenary group? Why do you look like you haven't eaten anything good?"

Facing Lin Fang's gaze, Cui Ming replied with a smile, "Although the meals at the base are not exquisite, they are delicious. You may not realize that after staying at the base for a long time, in fact, you can eat such delicious meals to your fullest. It is something that only a very, very, very small group of people can do. Although I am the deputy head of a medium-sized mercenary group and have the ability to eat well, I am not allowed to do that in most cases. "

After speaking, he smiled and began to eat with big mouthfuls.

Lin Fang fell into deep thought. He remembered the days when he and Yuan Ling ate unpalatable coarse grains and green grass and couldn't get enough, and Yuan Ling's desire for candy when they first met.

The outside world is far more cruel than he imagined.

It seems that joining the city Z base is the right choice.

"Don't think about it while eating." Yuan Ling's words interrupted Lin Fang's meditation.

Lin Fang then woke up, yes, what's the use of thinking about it now, it's more practical to have a full meal first.

After the meal, Lin Fang naturally went to the fence to continue his morning work, and Yuan Ling followed him.

"Why did you follow?" Lin Fang asked, feeling a little unhappy.

Cui Ming smiled, pushed his silver-rimmed glasses, and said, "I want to watch it too."

While speaking, he glanced at Yuan Ling with his eyes.It means, Yuan Ling can go, why can't I go?

Lin Fang lost his temper immediately, and took care of leading the way.

Hearing Yuan Ling say behind him, "Aren't you going to the factory to check the production of fireworks this afternoon?"

Fireworks are a self-made weapon that Cui Ming used to set the zombies ablaze at noon. It was named Fireworks because it looked like fireworks when it burned.

"It won't take much time to go to the factory to check, and it's the same if we go later. The professor hopes that I can get along well with you. Of course, I want to take this opportunity to learn more. And the next time the three of us will act together. "Cui Ming said with reason.

Yuan Ling didn't say anything more.

Lin Fang sighed in his heart. How could he and Yuan Ling, two people who were seldom talk, get along with Cui Ming, who pretended to be gentle every day?

Soon he reached the fence, and there were 7 boxes full of bricks and stones in the place where he worked in the morning. According to his experience in the morning, these should be about 1000 yuan, which is similar to the goal he set for himself.

He had already killed a thousand zombies in the morning, and if he killed another thousand in the afternoon, he would complete the task he set for himself.

According to his previous experience, two thousand a day will only make him very tired, but this level of fatigue can be recovered after a night's rest.At the same time, the pile of corpses of two thousand zombies is quite obvious.

As soon as the observers nearby saw Lin Fang coming, they immediately withdrew their gazes and called others to come over.

Those who patrolled here stopped moving forward, and simply stopped here.

Soon, more than a dozen people gathered here.

Cui Ming leaned against the wall and said, "It's so lively here."

Yuan Ling looked at Lin Fang.Lin Fang shrugged and said that he didn't know what the situation was.

However, they just stood there, just watched without speaking, but in fact it didn't cause any big impact, so they simply let them go.

Lin Fang found the station in the morning and started his work.

After the rest, he has recovered to his best condition, and his speed is quite good. Throwing dozens of stones in one minute is not a big deal, and he will knock down a small piece of zombies in a short time, causing a low depression to appear there, and this phenomenon is still there. Pretty obvious.

Then there was a small exclamation from the people present.

Cui Ming also pushed his glasses, and bent down to observe seriously.

Lin Fang ignored them and continued to throw stones at a high frequency, so the area of ​​the depression became larger again.

He counted silently in his heart, one thousand and thirty-nine, one thousand and forty, one thousand and forty-one...

He was so serious that he didn't even notice the people around him coming and going.

People on the fence have their own division of labor, and it is okay to sneak a look occasionally, no one will always leave their division of labor alone.Moreover, it is good to see this kind of thing after a period of novelty, and it will be boring to watch it all the time.

So people came and went, only Cui Ming and Yuan Ling were there all the time.

The two sat on the box.

Cui Ming's strands of hair are a little curled up, and his neat clothes are also a little wrinkled. He looks suspicious of life.He took off his silver-rimmed glasses, took out a neatly folded handkerchief from his pocket, and began to wipe it with a somewhat rough movement.

"I have never been able to understand why a superhuman would choose to give up a powerful thermal weapon and seek such a stupid decision of an ethereal supernatural power with uncertain effects." He put his glasses back on, "Now I realize , Maybe I was wrong. Ability is sometimes much more useful than thermal weapons. It’s just that the abilities I encountered are too weak.”

"No, I should have known that since the iceberg fell."

Cui Ming murmured.

Yuan Ling ignored the severely beaten Cui Ming, and still looked through a document seriously.

Cui Ming didn't care. He looked at the obvious hill under the wall which was formed by piles of zombie corpses. The highest position almost reached one-third of the height of the wall.Such a vast mountain of zombies, how many corpses of zombies must be composed?

How many hundred?Thousands?

He was a little confused, "I thought only machine guns could produce such an effect."

Then he turned around abruptly and asked Yuan Ling, "What is his ability?"

Yuan Ling didn't leave the document, and said flatly, "Strength is a power."

"Strength-based abilities, strength-based abilities, and strength-based abilities." Cui Ming repeated it several times before sighing, "What an amazing ability."

Yuan Ling raised his eyelids, "Ability is not good or bad, it just depends on how you use it and whether you can strengthen it."

Ability is also divided into grades, grades, and grades, and it also has its own chain of contempt.The supernatural beings in the Alien City defaulted that this was a relatively low-level supernatural power, which was at the lower end of the chain of contempt.

That's mainly because the power-type ability has no ability to counterattack in front of guns, and, among the power-type ability users in the Alien City, few people have thought about other directions. They only know how to improve their abilities blindly. .

"That's right." The busy Lin Fang interjected.

At this time, he had already lost the fourth box, and there were still three boxes left.At this time, less than two hours had passed.

Lin Fang stopped and rubbed his sore shoulders.

"How many zombies have you killed? There are a thousand?" Cui Ming asked.

Lin Fang smiled without saying a word.

Cui Ming is a fine person, just by looking at his expression, he knew that the real number must be more than one thousand.

He didn't ask any more, but said with emotion that there are more than 1000 zombies now, so there should be no more than [-] zombies in the whole day.The result was really shocking.

Although he could kill [-] zombies a day by relying on fireworks, in that case, the people in the base would not be able to breathe, and other problems might arise.This is something that actually happened once in a small base.

At that time, there was not much food in the small base, and the walls were repaired in the east and the west. It was really desperate. Dozens of fireworks were released in one day, thinking of solving the problem of zombies at once. At that time, the smoke and dust in the sky could be seen dozens of kilometers away.By the time people from other bases found out, there were no living people left in the entire base.

Cui Ming knows very well that this kind of risk cannot be taken.

And launching fireworks at a certain distance from the base can solve this potential danger, but the effect will be weakened because the zombies are not dense enough.Now, firstly, he doesn’t know the stock of raw materials in the base, and secondly, he didn’t think about how to put it in a long distance, so he didn’t think about it for the time being.

Now it seems that with such a human machine gun, Lin can kill more than 2000 zombies in a day.Coupled with the burning of fireworks every day, it is calculated by burning a thousand fireworks a day.A total of [-] zombies were killed a day.From this point of view, as long as it lasts for ten or eight days, the wave of zombies will be almost resolved.

As for the remaining zombies, just deal with them slowly.

This saved nearly half of the time he had planned to control the zombie tide in 20 days, and the loss was less. Lin Fang only needed some useless stones, which was much less than fireworks and machine guns.There are so many abandoned buildings in the base, which can be used for a long time after being dismantled.

Huh?Is this equivalent to adding a machine gun with a slower rate of fire but unlimited bullets?

As long as Lin Fang stands here, within a few months, the crisis at the base will naturally be resolved.

Cui Ming has joys and sorrows. The joy is that the immediate crisis has been resolved. The sorrow is that the opportunities for him to do things like this are reduced.

Lin Fang quickly threw away 2000 yuan of bricks and stones, fulfilling his goal of killing [-] zombies.

He glanced under the wall. Under his deliberate control, the corpses of the zombies were piled up in a long strip under the wall. The highest position did not exceed two meters, unlike when he was trapped, the highest position was [-] meters. Nearly five meters in height.

The walls of the base were not high enough, and he didn't want to give the second-tier zombies an opportunity.

He nodded, expressing satisfaction with his results, and then found that Cui Ming was still there, wondering, "Don't you have something to do? Why haven't you left?"

"It's too late to go now." Cui Ming said seriously, "Why don't we go and have a look together."

Lin Fang felt that something had changed in Cui Ming, but he couldn't tell. He just thought it might be less annoying?

So Lin Fang and Yuan Ling followed Cui Ming to the fireworks factory.