Zombies don't need to rest

Together, the two men dragged the heavy flower pot over.

Watching the mechanical arm of the garbage truck stuff the last trace of Liu Ziming left at the Federal Academy of Sciences into the compartment.

As the car left, the dean looked at the two young men and asked, "Is everything cleaned up?"

The two nodded in succession.

The dean stretched out his hand: "Give me the key, you two go back to take the test."

Although they didn't know what the test was, neither of them asked much.

Put the key directly in the dean's palm, and then quickly ran towards the office building.

The garbage truck stopped not far ahead and continued to load garbage.

Xiao Wang glanced subconsciously.

The flowerpot had been compressed in the carriage, and those withered and yellow leaves had disappeared.

All that was left was the clean white sheet, stained with messy colors by the garbage.

A small corner, amidst the filthy rubbish, reflected startlingly white.

"Don't look, the dean is watching us." After his companion said, Xiao Wang immediately turned his head and ran back to the office building as fast as he could.

After they returned to the building, the dean took the key and opened the door of Liu Ziming's room.

Squinting his eyes and looking at the empty room, he snorted coldly and turned to leave.

On the basement floor of the Federal Academy of Sciences, a piece of equipment is neatly arranged.

When Xiao Wang and his companions entered, they were already seated except for the two devices near the corner.

After running over quickly, the equipment door opened, and what appeared in front of the two people was a coffin-like thing.

He took off his shoes and walked in, fastened the straps skillfully, and put the side helmet on his head.

Xiao Wang took a deep breath, let the equipment cabin lay flat, and lay comfortably in the somewhat narrow space.

Just when he thought it was another quiz contest, a crisp notification sound came from his ear, and the next second, he was already standing in an empty room.

"The identity verification is successful, please follow the instructions to carry out activities to determine whether the signal transmission is stable."

After the mechanized prompt sounded, Xiao Wang skillfully followed the instructions and made various actions.

When the preparations were completed and today's test content appeared in front of him, he was stunned.

No picture, no sound.

Obviously using the most advanced brain-computer connection equipment in the Federation to create a holographic space that can move freely according to brain waves, but what appears in front of you is only words:

【In your opinion, is there a limit to human beings? 】

Xiao Wang looked around suspiciously, but the scene was just an empty room, and there was nothing else.

Refocused on that question, but didn't see the option.

After hesitating for a long time, he tried to say, "I don't know."

He thought there would be a beep to remind him of the standard answer, but there was nothing.

The second question immediately appeared in front of me:

【Do you envy the endless energy of zombies? 】

Xiao Wang frowned tightly, what are these things?

The dean just said to conduct the test, but he neither told himself the rules nor the purpose.

Looking at the question carefully, his work experience in the Academy of Sciences made him wonder: This thing is not a political question, is it?

If the answer is not good, will it affect my future job title evaluation?

He wasn't sure.

After thinking carefully for a while, he replied: "I'm not sure, sometimes I envy and sometimes I don't."

Such an answer should not be a trap, Xiao Wang thought anxiously.

Soon the third question appeared in front of me:

【Do you yearn for the vast starry sky and want to find the answer to the world? 】

Xiao Wang was a little dazed.

If the one just now was examining the political issue of the equal relationship between zombies and humans in federal law.

So this question seems to be examining my own, uh, career planning problem?

In the current environment, there is no way to find someone to communicate with. He can only answer according to the words he learned in a training institution before the interview: "I hope to go further in my research field and pass my efforts... . . ”

After saying a lot of standard answers that disgusted him, Xiao Wang found that the questions in front of him disappeared.

With a sigh of relief, it seems that the test passed this time.

The picture in front of him returned to the helmet, and he felt that he had been transformed into an upright posture by the device.

After making sure his feet touched the bottom, the straps on his body released automatically.

Undo the strap by hand.

Xiao Wang took off his helmet and saw that the equipment hatch had been opened.

After putting on the shoes, the companion next to him also walked out with a face full of joy.

The two looked at each other. Fortunately, they had signed up for the training class before joining the job, otherwise they really didn't know how to answer such a strange question.

An unknown person walked by, looked at them blankly and said, "Please leave after the test is completed."

The two looked at each other.

Looking at the still-moving equipment next to it, I couldn't help but feel a little bit in my heart.

These old employees came earlier than me, why haven't they completed the test yet?

Leaving the basement level quickly, the two came to the stairwell.

The companion said in a low voice: "It's broken, I feel that there may be something wrong with my answer just now, how many questions are there on your side?"

The two matched each other and found that their three questions were exactly the same.

And because the two people applied to the same training institution before the job interview, their answers were basically the same.

The companion scratched his hair and said in pain: "Damn, we won't be cheated."

Xiao Wang was also worried.

But he frowned and thought for a while and said: "I feel that my answer is definitely politically correct. Even if the grades are not good, it is impossible to give me a low score or fail."

Footsteps were heard downstairs, and the two left quickly.

They spend the rest of the day worrying about their test scores.

Finally, when they were about to leave work at night, they received a message saying that they had passed the test.

"Sure enough, there are no grades or bonuses." Xiao Wang returned to the dormitory with some disappointment. He didn't know what went wrong with his answer.

Fortunately, the test passed.

After turning off the message with a sigh of relief, he opened the picture he had taken.

Sitting quietly on the chair, staring at Liu Ziming's flower pot in a trance.

I flipped through the unit address book and silently recorded Liu Ziming's phone number.

If Teacher Liu is still engaged in research, I will see him again sooner or later.

But he offended the dean, and I don't know if any institution would be willing to take him in.

"If he can find a research institution that is willing to take him in, I don't know if I can go there. There is no native plant research project in the institute. If I stay here, I'm afraid I can only wait for my seniority to retire. I can't even publish an article."

Thinking of those withered and yellow leaves, Xiao Wang was a little moved.

That is a subject that I have studied for so many years. It is absolutely false to say that there is no emotion.

But does the current federation really have such a research institution?

Just as he fell asleep with his mind full of doubts, Liu Ziming got off the high-speed train with his backpack on his back.

He looked at the NO.11 base city station in a daze, he had never been to such a far place before.

"Liu Ziming?"

A voice came from the side, and he turned his head curiously, and a pair of red eyes came into view.

Liu Ziming nodded and asked, "Excuse me?"

The zombie was wearing a blue overalls, with a lot of dust and mud on his body, calmly stretched out his hand: "My name is Meng Hanhai."

Liu Ziming shook hands with the other party in a daze, then looked at Meng Haihan's overalls curiously and asked, "Mr. Meng, who is this?"

Meng Hanhai shrugged his shoulders and said, "The Ninth District is under construction, so I asked you last night if you want to wait a while before coming here. You have already resigned?"

Liu Ziming nodded nervously: "I scolded the dean, and I have resigned now."

Meng Hanhai twitched his mouth and showed an ugly smile that only belonged to zombies, and said, "Okay, then do you plan to live in the urban area for a few days or go to the ninth district?"

Liu Ziming took a deep breath: "Can I go and see the experimental field you mentioned yesterday?"

, If you live here, the construction over there is quite noisy. I will send you back then, but Brother Yang should have arrangements. "

The two walked towards the parking lot, Liu Ziming still said cautiously: "Don't bother, I can figure it out myself."

Meng Hanhai glanced at him and said calmly: "Since you can carry out that experiment by yourself, if you don't have other gray income, you should not have a few dollars in savings now."

Liu Ziming was a little embarrassed.

Meng Hanhai, who "had revenge", opened the door and said with a smile, "Let's go there first, you haven't eaten yet, right?"

Liu Ziming nodded, and Meng Hanhai started the car: "Then I'll buy you something to eat in the eighth district later. We're under construction everywhere, and there's no place to cook at the moment."

The car drove fast along the way, and the chat between the two of them mainly focused on Liu Ziming's experiment. When they sold their food and entered the ninth district, Liu Ziming was not as nervous as when he first arrived.

After passing through the business district, there were more zombies on the road.

Almost all the zombies were wearing blue overalls, working under huge spotlights after nightfall.

When the car passed by, there were zombies saying hello, and Meng Hanhai honked the horn to respond, and said with a blank expression, "You are the first new human in the new era who is willing to take the initiative to join the group of zombies. Everyone is very curious about you."

Liu Ziming looked at the expressionless zombies outside the car window.

He himself is a native of Base [-]. From birth to school and then to work, he has never dealt with zombies.

At that time, it was also because his teacher showed him Meng Hanhai's article, and finally asked him to mail a certificate to Meng Hanhai, so the two of them had a brief exchange.

Other than that, his knowledge of zombies is almost zero.

Some cautiously asked: "But everyone doesn't seem to welcome me very much."

Meng Hanhai grinned: "Because zombies basically have facial paralysis."

A zombie waved at Liu Ziming through the car window. After hesitating for a while, he waved back in response, and then saw that zombie continue to go to construction with a blank expression.

Looking at the work clothes on them that were exactly the same as Meng Hanhai's, Liu Ziming asked curiously, "Mr. Meng, do you need to do such a job with your knowledge?"

Meng Hanhai shrugged his shoulders and said, "We are building our own home. Of course, everyone has to participate. As for my knowledge."

He coughed a little awkwardly and said: "I told you yesterday that if you want to come to us to do research, you must be mentally prepared, because with your knowledge level, I am afraid that you will have to study for a while before you can keep up with our progress. .”

Liu Ziming nodded as a matter of course.

I have just figured out Meng Hanhai's article written 30 years ago. Of course, I have to learn and adapt for a period of time before I can participate in the work.

When the car came to the river, he heard Meng Hanhai who was next to him say: "Also, I need to introduce to you, I am only a member of our ninth group, and there are 4000 researchers in our group who are at the same level as me. "

Liu Ziming asked blankly: "You mean the entire research institution?"

Meng Hanhai shook his head and opened the car door: "I'm talking about the Agricultural Research Group. There are 4000 people like me."

Amidst the sound of the surging river, Meng Hanhai grinned at Jiang Yang who was approaching and said loudly, "Brother Yang, you brought him back."

The zombies in the distance gathered.

Curiously looking at this human researcher who was the first human researcher who volunteered to join Wufeng in research in more than a hundred years.

Jiang Yang patted the dust on his hands and looked at Liu Ziming who got out of the car, and stretched out his hand with a smile: "Welcome to District [-], my name is Jiang Yang."