Zombies don't need to rest

Then, what will happen next may not only be the conflict between humans and zombies, but even conflicts between zombies may break out.

How to do?

Regardless?

This is a question that all members of No Wind need to consider.

They only have 100 million people, and they are actually not outstanding in terms of hard power.

The most critical project members are at the pinnacle of knowledge though.

But most of these people turned into zombies one after another in the three years after the end of the day.

Naturally, their ability to survive and wisdom as human beings is nothing to say.

However, they missed the period when zombies could easily eat a large number of humans at the beginning of the catastrophe, and their strength did not improve quickly after becoming zombies.

Among the awakened zombies, the windless zombie's hard power can only be regarded as a low-to-medium level.

Jiang Yang sat quietly on a chair and read the comments.

Among the wildly increasing comments, very few were willing to speak up for the zombies, and most of the new humans were expressing their concerns.

At this time, the sales addresses of the second batch of [-] gun shops were announced on the website of the Federal Council Office.

It was just a pilot before, but this time, all base cities in the entire Federation have weapon shops.

The opening of the twelve new gun stores is February 2.

Before that, they will first set up the arms head office, and then go to various base cities to select sites and prepare for opening.

By next month, guns will be available for purchase everywhere in the Commonwealth.

Jiang Yang frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "Luo Jincheng is planning to use people's fear of zombies to sell his outdated weapons?"

The silent zombies raised their heads.

Jiang Yang looked at them: "I can't think of any other motives that would allow him to suddenly let go of the management of the zombie's activity area at this time."

He quickly flipped through the comments on the Internet.

So far, the Office of the Federal Council has issued a total of six notices, but the first five have no additional things other than notices.

Only for this sixth article, it is obvious that some official media are promoting it.

He put the publishers of these contents on the big screen, and the zombies gradually understood where Jiang Yang's judgment came from.

There are so many things that can be promoted, why is this one specifically pointed out by the Federal News Agency.

And forwarded by many federal agencies?

Jiang Yang said calmly: "Luo Jincheng's actions have always been very purposeful. If such propaganda is said to be the spontaneous behavior of these organizations, I don't believe it."

He leaned back on the chair and said, "He's making trouble for us."

After being silent for a while, he stood up and looked at the zombies present: "You guys continue to discuss. I will go to Dong Quanyun and ask him to build a new tavern on Sun Island as soon as possible. We need to hold a plenary meeting."

The zombies nodded, and then continued to discuss what would happen next and the countermeasures.

Just when Jiang Yang found Dong Quanyun and asked him to adjust the construction plan and give priority to the construction of the new Windless Tavern.

This news undoubtedly spread among other zombies.

On the outskirts of Base Six, in a dark, windowless room.

Two pairs of red eyes looked at each other, and a mobile phone was placed between them, on which were the remarks made by the new humans because they were afraid of danger.

One of them said in a hoarse voice: "You see, this is how they treat us. These new humans in the Federation are discussing driving us out or putting us in cages."

The one on the opposite side was silent for a while and replied: "But we have indeed eaten people, and it is normal for them to be afraid."

It can be seen from the reflection of the screen that the two zombies are tall and short.

The tall one's voice is hoarse, but the energy fluctuations in his body are very strong. He is a genuine Grade A zombie.

Although the shorter one has weaker energy fluctuations, it still has a first-class level.

He looked at the unbearable words that were frequently refreshed on the phone screen, and remained silent.

The tall one said in a deep voice: "Look at how exaggerated what they said. We didn't want to be laid off. The federal government asked us to disband our factory. Free movement is also our basic right, but we were deprived of it." After more than 100 years, it is only now being brought back.”

"Also, I have never eaten anyone in my conscious time, but they are still holding on to the bad things that I don't know how many years ago, and I don't want to let go."

"Even if I have eaten people in order to survive, should I be punished according to today's law for my unconscious behavior in the past?"

He was a little excited: "We have been working for the federation for more than 100 years, even the atonement should be over, what about them? They use the things we produce, and are worried that we will hurt them?"

The short zombie continued to be silent, and it took a while before he said: "It's really a bit too much."

"I found a solution that looks good," said the taller one, squinting.

The short man looked up at him suspiciously.

The tall zombie picked up his phone and quickly clicked on a webpage, which was the Ninth District, which had just been announced a few days ago.

Pointing to the photo of Jiang Yang in the news promotion, he said: "This is the guy, Jiang Yang, he is a guy with only grade [-], and now he has the final say in the Ninth District."

He increased his voice and said: "This guy made the ninth district collude with No.11 base city, and now he has built an independent zombie living area. These guys who can survive to the end in the last days are indeed clever."

Energy fluctuations erupted from the red eyes.

He said word for word: "I think his idea is good, maybe we can follow their example."

Under the gaze of the short zombie, he said slowly: "Since human beings don't want to live with us, why don't we be independent?"

The short zombie looked at him calmly and asked, "What about the living matter?"

The taller one replied blankly: "If the Federation doesn't provide it, then don't blame us for looking for food ourselves."

The short man was taken aback, and asked again: "Have you forgotten how Luo Jincheng suppressed us back then?"

The tall zombie grinned and said, "Weapons are not something only humans can operate."

The room was quiet.

After a while, the tall zombie suddenly laughed twice and said, "But we won't get there. At that time, we didn't understand anything when we just woke up, and we thought we were very strong."

"Luo Jincheng does have troops we can't afford to mess with, but look at this."

He turned on his phone, and it showed the results of the shooting case that had been heard in Base [-] before.

Pointing to Guo Wu's name, he said, "This guy inspired me, why can't we participate in human trafficking like him?"

He said calmly: "Now that we have lost our jobs and gained freedom, we can find a way to obtain an independent regional autonomy. Then, have you ever raised pigs?"

"What do you mean?" asked the short man.

The tall zombie turned off the phone screen, smiled and said in the dark room, "We'll buy some people in, and with a little operation, we can multiply them."

"At that time, we will sell human beings to people like Guo Wu, either for organ transplantation, or to satisfy their personal hobbies, whatever they want."

"On the other hand, we use the money from sellers to buy food for further breeding and breeding. At that time, we will have fresh flesh and blood, and they will also have what they want. The Federation will get the taxes they need. Isn't that true? Isn't it better than us staying in the factory and working in the factory?"

He looked at the silent short zombie: "Instead of letting these humans die meaninglessly because of their kind of atrocities, why not use their bodies to contribute to us?"

The short zombie said in a low voice: "But the human growth cycle is too slow, why don't we raise animals?"

The tall man looked straight at him and asked, "Then do you think the meat of chickens, ducks, pigs, and sheep is comparable to human flesh?"

The short man froze for a moment, then subconsciously shook his head and said, "No."

"Isn't that right?" The tall zombie looked at him and said, "We don't even need to buy it in the early stage, we just need to set up a company, develop it with the experience and technology we have accumulated in the past, and find a way to attract a large number of people. After working for us, after passing the early stage, you should know what to do in the future.”

The room fell silent again.

After a long time, the short zombie asked in a low voice: "Then what should we do now?"

The tall man patted him on the shoulder and said: "We must first eliminate the fear of humans towards us, and then let them realize as soon as possible that we are not dangerous, and it is much better to hang out with us than with the Federation."

"We want to integrate into them, be their partners, be their leaders and good bosses."

He turned on the phone again and pointed to the Ninth District website and said, "Look, didn't they do a good job? With them standing there as a model, we just need to push the boat forward and help them become a model of harmonious coexistence between humans and zombies. "

"When the new humans fully accept us, a good life will come."

Squinting his eyes and looking at the comment area, he said with a smile: "We want to help these new humans fight for their interests, and help them find better jobs and higher welfare protection."

"Compared to the current young entrepreneurs and bosses in the Federation, as long as we establish a company that can help employees pay insurance normally, arrange sufficient rest time, and guarantee income levels, we can snatch a large number of employees from them. "

"As far as autonomy, believe me, as long as we're better than these guys in development, autonomy is totally negotiable."

He squinted his eyes and sighed: "We must learn to use the rules. Within the scope of the rules, even if we eat people, no one will stop us, and we may even attract praise."

"If only I could understand this truth while I was alive, I wouldn't be so miserable."

"Fortunately, the end is here."

He opened his hands in the direction of the black sun in the sky: "The end of the world is really, really great."

The short zombie looked at him.

After hesitating for a while, he nodded and said, "I think you're right."

Horrible laughter resounded in the dark room.

At the same time, similar things happened in many places in the entire Federation except Base City No. [-] and Base City No. [-].

After more than 100 years of silence, these zombies who have been observing human society and coveting human fresh flesh finally showed their fangs from the old times at this moment.

And the Ninth District, which is currently on the cusp of being famous because of its continuous fame, has also become their target.

"Look, in the far north of the Federation, a beautiful new world that is exquisite, elegant, prosperous and harmonious, where people and zombies coexist is blooming with the brilliance of humanity. The dangers and challenges you worry about are nothing but fantasies. The zombies have completed labor reform. Now we are humbly sending out a call to mankind, let us work together to build a better tomorrow for the Pan-Asian Federation!"

When similar remarks appeared on the Internet, Jiang Yang received reminders from the leaders of the fifth and sixth groups.

Such remarks are obviously not from within Wufeng, so at this moment, some other zombie organization should be sparing no effort to praise the ninth district.

When Jiang Yang saw that those people whose identities were marked as zombies at the back of their accounts were trying their best to dispel the fear of new humans, and hyped up the successful cooperation between District 11 and No. [-] base city.

He convened an emergency plenary meeting directly at the underground command post.

January 216, 1 at nine o'clock in the evening.

After nightfall, many places on Sun Island were covered with black tarpaulin.

Tens of thousands of zombies living in District Ninth were scattered and sat on the ground looking at the screen.

An open space was cleared in the underground command post, and Jiang Yang and the thirteen team leaders sat on chairs.

After the windless system reminded that all 100 million zombies had arrived, he cleared his throat and said, "I'm sorry everyone, I originally planned to hold the plenary meeting after the tavern was officially built, but now I have to start it earlier because of some problems. "

On the main screen of the live broadcast conference, the center is his venue, and the rest are branch venues in each base city.

All zombies are serious.

It is definitely not a small matter for Brother Yang to call an emergency plenary meeting.

Jiang Yang looked at the zombies in the picture.

Over the past 100 years, the big guys have worked in their own factories.

These out-of-town teams can usually only meet at a fixed time each year through online meetings.

That is, he himself, who can occasionally rely on his ability to pretend to be a human being, sneak away to see them during the holidays.

He said softly: "Luo Jincheng has allowed the zombies to flow freely, and the foundation of the new Windless Tavern has been laid, and it will be built soon. Brothers, if you have time, remember to come and have a look."

The zombies on the screen nodded.

He continued: "Everyone should have seen the news on the Internet. The sudden implementation of the policy of free movement of zombies has brought great panic to the new humans."

He quickly finished his analysis, and asked the other team leaders to introduce the current situation.

Then he said in a deep voice again: "Our direction has always been to coexist with human beings, assist them to further advance and develop productivity, use their inspiration and quantitative advantages to break through our existing technological barriers, and finally achieve harmonious symbiosis. One point is the consensus of the brothers at the beginning.”

Not only the few who appeared on the screen, but also the 100 million zombies participating in the meeting at the moment nodded.

Jiang Yang continued: "Originally according to our plan, the next work is to continue to build our new home on the one hand, and to implement the theoretical technology we have accumulated into products on the other hand, officially starting to promote the development of new humans. Eliminate the stereotypes that humans have of us, and finally become fully integrated."

"But now, Luo Jincheng suddenly allows the free flow of zombies, and starts selling weapons on a large scale, and at the same time uses the media to further guide the confrontation between zombies and new humans."

"And we, as the target of the cusp, face severe challenges."

He squinted his eyes and looked at the camera in front of him and said in a deep voice, "It's more than that, just now, we found another group of people."

He posted on the Internet those zombies' advocacy of the Ninth District: "Some people are pushing us. The specific purpose is not clear, but in short, they are helping us eliminate the unfavorable image of zombies as much as possible."