Zombies don't need to rest

The roads and railways from Base City No. [-] to Base City No. [-] have been blocked, and it seems that there is a large-scale military operation.

Putting the phone back into his pocket, Jiang Yang pointed to the Passing Water Tavern behind him: "Have a drink?"

Yang Guohao stood up and patted the sand on his pants: "I want to go back and inform my brothers of the good news. When they arrive, I will treat them."

After speaking, he quickly walked down the reef and left.

Jiang Yang shook his head helplessly. It's almost Chinese New Year now, and I'm afraid it will be February or March next year when their people are all gathered.

Fortunately, this time the harvest is good.

Looking at the message on the phone, Jiang Yang took a deep leap into the sea when there was no one around.

At the same time, the door of the Federal Council headquarters was opened, and the year-end meeting of the highest authority of the Pan-Asian Federation officially ended.

Fan Zishan hurried back to the car with a sullen face.

After Lao Jiu started the car, he immediately lowered the privacy curtain, and said in an unbelievable tone: "Mr. Jiang guessed it again. Luo Jincheng really agreed to open ocean trade and inter-federal trade."

Lao Jiu drove the car to the nearest exit from the city.

After confirming that the other two cars I brought had sent out safety lights before and after, I speeded up and said: "But now the attitude of other federations towards us is not very good, can we really start the trade smoothly?"

Fan Zishan said with a smile: "As long as we can open our mouths, someone will come to do business with us."

Just as Jiang Yang went deep into the bottom of the sea and observed the movements of the Penglai Legion, the Office of the Federal Council announced the details of the year-end meeting.

All currently broadcasting TV programs were suspended, and the news anchor stared at the teleprompter, announcing the latest federal resolutions and policies word by word.

"The resolution of the Pan-Asian Federation Council: Starting from January 216, 1 in the cataclysmic era, the ban on federal agencies and individuals from going to sea will be fully lifted, and the Pan-Asian Federation Ocean Management Corporation will be established from now on to manage related affairs with full authority."

The brief news immediately caused an uproar.

This was followed by the Council Office announcing the establishment of the Ministry of Foreign Trade.

They will hold the first international trade exchange meeting in the No. 20 base city on January [-] next year.

Public opinion was in an uproar, which in turn affected the whole world.

On the rough sea, the Penglai Legion is quietly surfacing.

Jiang Yang carefully looked at the ship that looked like a sea cucumber.

Strong energy fluctuations covered the entire hull, and above, dark clouds mixed with strong winds were rapidly gathering.

The satellite images were blocked by thick dark clouds, and soon he received a message from Feng Wenbin: "The railway platform in the city of Base No. [-] is blocked, and the army is assisting in the transfer of super-large equipment."

After the "sea cucumber" created a large-scale dark cloud, it was surrounded by the surrounding ships and disappeared on the sea.

Jiang Yang frowned and returned to the shore, and returned to the Passing Water Tavern when the rain fell.

"boom"

A bolt of lightning pierced the sky of Base City No. [-] from east to west, and people had to hide in buildings to avoid the icy rain.

Just when people aren't noticing.

A large-scale military convoy passed the highway south of Base No. [-] City.

Jiang Yang's cell phone vibrated continuously.

The reminder from Wufeng told him that at this moment, the Pan-Asian Federation has assembled six army groups between the No. [-] base city and the No. [-] base city.

On the surface of the sea, the Penglai Army has been fully deployed and entered a state of alert.

In the dark clouds, the heavy fighter jets of the Taihang Legion are rapidly shuttled back and forth, accompanied by many light fighter jets.

Above the sky, the space-based rail gun adjusted its position, and the target was also between the first base city and the third base city.

North of the third base city.

The Kunlun Legion, which received an urgent notice that the assembly has been completed, is on its way.

The shocking news of the open ocean overshadowed all public opinion.

Thick dark clouds blocked all satellite monitoring.

Just when the eyes of the whole world are focused on the Pan-Asian Federation is about to start ocean voyages and officially start international trade.

Luo Jincheng is on the move.

One after another, the trains got out of the unknown depth of the underground tracks, and quickly headed towards the coast southeast of the No. [-] base city.

On land, rows of special transport vehicles occupy the road and are transferring huge equipment tightly wrapped in thatch.

In the sky, dozens of huge gray transport planes were hiding in the clouds, dropping huge pieces of metal onto the sea.

The created downpour blocked everything, Jiang Yang stood in an unoccupied corner by the sea, watching the huge metal blocks on the sea surface spread out rapidly, and then was dragged away by the warships of the Penglai Army.

There are groups of soldiers on the shore assembling the huge equipment that has been brought into operation, and then pushing it into the sea with mechs.

Jiang Yang squinted his eyes, and what appeared in his field of vision at this moment was an entire army composed of metal-modified people.

Their actions were very fast, Jiang Yang counted silently.

Six hours later, the clouds cleared and all the soldiers disappeared in place as if nothing had happened.

Witnessing the whole process, Jiang Yang jumped into the sea expressionlessly, and when night fell, he found the first large-scale equipment that had been fully assembled.

After watching for a while, he turned around and swam in the next direction.

At noon the next day, Jiang Yang returned to the Dead Water Tavern.

During the six hours of the heavy rain yesterday, Luo Jincheng launched twelve super-large fully automatic seabed mining platforms all over the world.

The estimated output is six times that of the past full-scale mining period of the Federal Mining Group.

139 New Year's Celebration, Glorious Federation

In the historical circles of later generations, there is a problem that has not been able to gain everyone's consensus.

That is: the time point when the Era of Cataclysm enters a new era, whether it is 215 or 216 of the Era of Cataclysm.

Liberal scholars believe that the node of the new era should be 215 years of the cataclysmic era.

The public trial above the Campo de' Fiori marked Wufeng's formal entry into the stage of history.

And regarding the trial itself, they also believed that this was the first time that Wufeng made public his attitude and views, and it was their first public appearance in front of the world.

Moreover, the subsequent laid-off of zombie workers and the autonomy of the Ninth District made them completely enter the public's field of vision, so in their judgment, this is a sign that the era of catastrophe has entered a new era.

Against them are academic scholars.

Although they also admit that these few things had a huge impact on the subsequent development of human beings.

But they still insist that the node of the new era should be January 216, 1 in the cataclysmic era.

Because from this day on, the Pan-Asian Federation has really entered a new era.

Before that, let the time go back to December 215, 12.

At this moment, the entire Pan-Asian Federation has entered a holiday.

The New Year is approaching, and the entire Federation is in a sea of ​​joy.

The rare holidays give everyone a chance to breathe after a busy year.

In the ocean, after a few days of adjustments, twelve super-large seabed mining platforms have all been in place.

In a small three-story building located in the center of Base No. [-], Luo Jincheng sat on the sofa and said calmly, "Turn on."

A red light flashed in the eyes of the robot standing behind him.

The mining platforms all over the world in various deep-sea mining areas received instructions and quickly launched on the seabed.

Jiang Yang stood on the dark seabed and looked at a piece of equipment in front of him.

Most of the most critical parts have gone deep underground, and what remains outside is a prototype platform with a diameter of 300 meters.

No parts can be seen on the platform, just like a metal plate buckled on the bottom of the sea.

Its surface has a very thin energy barrier, which can completely hide it in the ocean, and will not be detected by radar or detectors.

After a slight shock, Jiang Yang felt the ground under his feet tremble.

Then, under his gaze, the area of ​​the platform began to slowly expand.

"In addition to the mining mechanism, this thing also has built-in complete smelting and processing equipment, as well as production equipment."

Standing next to Jiang Yang was Dong Quanyun, the leader of the eighth team who rushed over as quickly as possible after receiving the news.

He looked at the slowly growing equipment with admiration: "No wonder he will close all the zombie factories. This kind of equipment that can process from mining to smelting and processing, and can even use the collected raw ore to process and expand itself is simply too much!" Perfect."

There is a cable for communication between the two people.

Jiang Yang signaled Dong Quanyun to step back, and reminded after moving away a little: "This thing is radiating energy, and it is checking whether the surrounding environment is safe."

Dong Quanyun nodded, observed carefully for a while and said: "In my opinion, this equipment uses nano-robots, just like liquid gold. The difference is that those things are used to transform and protect the human body. These things are used in production."

"But in the final analysis, it's something in the same direction. Luo Jincheng likes machinery very much."

Jiang Yang agreed with him.

Dong Quanyun continued: "Nano-level mining robots and nano-level metal smelting plants are integrated in the descending pipeline, so that what is transported back is the finished metal that has been processed and smelted."

"The upper platform also includes mechanical processing factories. They can produce and expand themselves while mining. Of course, I think they should also be used to produce other things."

It was different from when I first saw Luo Jincheng's "Weili".

At this moment, there is more interest in his eyes.

Looking at the metal platform that is slowly extending around, he said excitedly: "It is like a growing flower, a flower that is stuck on the ocean mineral veins and is about to bloom. This is the flower I received this year. The best gift, I hope Luo Jincheng will continue to work hard and let us see new things next year."

The two looked at it for a while, and found that the thing was still expanding itself, and mining had not officially started, so they put away the observation equipment they brought and left the seabed with some regret.

In the evening, Jiang Yang returned to the Dead Water Tavern.

Dong Quanyun will go northward along the coastline, swim to the northeast of the ninth district of No. 11 base city, and then go through a large wilderness to return to the ninth district.

But counting the time, he can still go home when the new year comes.

Jiang Yang went back upstairs and changed his clothes. He looked at the two staff members who were still staying at the bar and said, "You guys should go out and have fun too. Just leave it to me here."

Two people looked at him.

Jiang Yang himself took out a bottle of wine from the counter and poured it into the cup, raised his hand to them and said with a smile: "It's not suitable for you young people to stay here to watch the sea during Chinese New Year. I'll just stay here. Now you guys My job is to change clothes, and then go have a good night."

The young staff cupped their hands excitedly: "Thank you sir."

Watching them go upstairs and change their clothes excitedly, Jiang Yang raised his hand and threw the car keys over: "Happy New Year."

The two of them took the key, stood there and bowed very formally: "Happy New Year to you too."

Waving his hand, Jiang Yang watched them leave with a smile, and closed the door of the Dead Water Tavern.

In the dimly lit room, I sat on a chair behind the counter with a wine glass and turned on the TV.

As the "City of Liberty" of the Federation, Base City No. [-] has always been the place that people like to pay attention to every year during Chinese New Year.

At this moment, there are still four hours before midnight, and the grand fireworks show has already begun, and the streets are full of tourists from all over the Federation.

They walked excitedly among the fireworks, feeling the freedom of this magical city which is different from other places.

Feng Xiangmiao took Feng Wenbin's hand and walked on the street, watching the fireworks overhead, excitedly took out his mobile phone to take pictures.

Seeing her excited look, Feng Wenbin smiled and turned to look at his wife.

At the moment, their family of three is on their way to Four Seas. As the largest venue in Base City No. [-], there will be a large-scale performance there tonight.

In fact, although there are performances in the central square every year, compared with this place, it seems ordinary. So this year, Kong Anping finally made a decision to cancel the performance in the central square.

In this way, he can save a lot of unnecessary funding.

But as a result, this year's New Year's performance will be completely handed over to Si Hai.

For this reason, during the preparation stage, he approached Feng Wenbin many times, wanting to meet Jiang Yang.

Finally, after Jiang Yang personally called him to ensure that Feng Wenbin and Lu Zhize could control the situation, Kong Anping raised his only requirement for the Four Seas New Year's event: safety.

Therefore, on the street at the moment, the tourists don't know.

While a large number of police officers are maintaining order, another group of people is secretly maintaining order in the city.

At the door of a clinic in the seventh district, the obese boss stared at the two middle-aged men at the door with small eyes: "Why don't you let me go out?"