Zombies don't need to rest

Jiang Yang smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "I see, don't worry, I'm not such a narrow-minded person, but you'd better remind your friend not to associate with messy people, the fourth base city belongs to Luo Jincheng The site, they made those things can't hide from the eyes of our general chairman, they really made things bigger, and everyone is not good."

Pei Bin nodded blankly.

In fact, he doesn't know what his friend is doing. In recent years, he has been mysterious, and even the time spent on the Internet has been reduced a lot.

After a short break, the assembly line started up again, but Jiang Yang, who was standing at the work station, looked up at the sky during the interval, and said silently in his heart, "You don't think that crying guy is on the moon, do you?"

And it seems that Luo Jincheng also took it seriously?

what's the situation?

System down?

Or is that system not omnipotent?

Squinting his eyes and looking at the pattern drawn in his hand, Jiang Yang silently figured out how to test the system again.

At the same time, in the mayor's office, Fan Zishan was frowning and looking at the things in front of him.

After returning from the Windless Tavern, he took a rest because it was too late, and came to the office as soon as possible this morning and began to collect information and records before the catastrophe with Lao Jiu.

but. . .

"The information before the catastrophe was taken back to the No. [-] base city for unified storage, and the rest of us here are some remnants that were dug out when developing the ruins."

Looking at the materials scattered on the table, most of them are yellowed and fragile papers, and the contents written on them are all kinds of strange and unsystematic.

The only ones that are relatively complete are three "Primary Chinese" and one phonetic children's book called "Three Hundred Tang Poems and Song Ci".

This is the only thing Fan Zishan can find about the two so far.

Records from that era more than a hundred years ago.

The owner's name was written crookedly on the book, probably a student from Class [-], Grade [-] of a certain elementary school. Part of it was soaked in blood, and it turned black and red with the passage of time. It was impossible to make out the content.

Fan Zishan slapped the table angrily: "Damn it, what use are these things to us now?"

The housekeeper Lao Jiu's eyes flickered. He had only read some things before the catastrophe on the Internet, but the information he actually got in his hand was very little.

He got up and went to his office next door to make a phone call. He came back after more than 20 minutes, looked at Fan Zishan who was still trying to find information, and said thoughtfully: "I asked someone, and they said that Fan Zishan When the Asian Federation was established, the General Secretary had stipulated that private publication of any books and texts related to the catastrophe was prohibited, and in the chaotic 30 years, most of the materials had been destroyed, and the original generation passed away one after another. Now there are only two places left to find information about before the catastrophe.”

Fan Zishan was stunned: "Two places?"

Old Nine nodded: "One is the database of the Federation Battalion in Base City No. [-], and the other is the Central Archives in Base City No. [-]."

Fan Zishan raised his head in doubt: "Base City No. [-]? Li Hongbo? How could he have information before the catastrophe?"

Lao Jiu said in a very uncertain tone: "I don't know the details, but I can be sure that there are a lot of materials about the pre-catastrophe and even the catastrophe era."

"He also has the information about the catastrophic era?" Fan Zishan was stunned, and then said in a low voice: "I've heard that they have some kind of relationship in private, so it seems to be true."

After a quick calculation, Fan Zishan dialed the number of Li Hongbo, the mayor of the No. [-] base city.

"Brother Fan, what's the matter?"

There were noisy voices on the other side of the phone and a sound of closing the door that didn't sound loud. Fan Zishan squinted his eyes to record these details, and then said with a smile: "Brother Li, I have something I want to consult with you. Let's see when we have a meal together?"

Li Hongbo's joyful voice came immediately: "That's great, brother, so, the few of us were still discussing the matter of formally proposing the introduction of the death penalty at the Federal Council just now, if you have time, come over and have a chat, I will It has a lot of good wine”

Fan Zishan pondered for a while and said, "Okay, then I will go there tomorrow, and then I will ask Brother Li for help."

Li Hongbo sounded very happy, and immediately agreed: "It's easy to say, Brother Fan can come to us, it's too much face for my brother, don't say one favor, I will agree to ten."

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while before hanging up the phone.

Putting down his phone, Fan Zishan and Lao Jiu exchanged glances. He didn't know when Li Hongbo, Sun Jicai and others got together to play together, but they had invited him quite a few times.

But because he didn't know their purpose, Fan Zishan rarely participated in these activities in the past.

But he didn't know that because of this phone call, Li Hongbo on the other side was walking into the conference room with a smile on his face.

There are only five people in the spacious room including Li Hongbo, but the identities of these five people are not ordinary.

The five mayors of base cities from No. [-] to No. [-] gathered together. If outsiders knew about it, their jaws would drop in shock.

Li Hongbo sat in his seat and raised his cell phone: "Fan Zishan's call said he needed my help, he will come over tomorrow."

Sun Jicai, the mayor of Base No. [-], clapped his hands excitedly: "This is an opportunity. Bringing him in will improve our strength a lot."

Several other people also nodded, but Li Hongbo frowned: "It's not easy, that guy is very cautious, and he has never been too close to anyone in these years. If Cai Wuen's matter didn't happen to him, I'm afraid we can't get in touch at all." fuck him"

Sun Jicai stroked his chin: "Tell me, why did he come to see you?"

Li Hongbo thought for a while before saying: "Anyway, it's not because I want to eat fish."

On the other side, the mayor of Base No. [-], Wang Yongyi, said coldly, "Nonsense, let's get down to business. What do you think he is here for?"

Li Hongbo spread his hands: "Aside from those materials, what else can attract Fan Zishan?"

Wang Yongyi hesitated for a moment: "You want to show him?"

"Why not?" Li Hongbo said seriously: "The NO.11 base city is currently the top five cities in the federation, and Fan Zishan is only 60 years old this year. According to the information we have, the probability of his re-election in the next term is over 70.00% %, his ability is unquestionable, if you can get him to join us by letting him read some information, then I don’t mind sharing information with him.”

Sun Jicai said suddenly: "But what is he looking for these materials for?"

Li Hongbo shook his head: "Who knows, it just depends on what he is looking for. Let's get down to business. What do you think of Luo Jincheng's plan?"

This question caused the people present to be silent for a while. After a long time, Wang Yongyi sucked his teeth and said: "The idea is very good, but it is not so easy to realize."

Several people sighed at the same time, because all the base cities in the entire Federation are currently facing almost the same problem:

No money!

After more than a hundred years of sparing no effort to develop the military industry, but no war broke out, the federal finances are already stretched.

Under Luo Jincheng's crazy actions, the whole world has also turned into a huge powder keg, and it is only a little bit of a spark, which is a new disaster.

33 Are you playing so big?

On the second day after Cai Wuen was executed, and 24 hours after Fan Zishan's article was published, Guo Wen, the mayor of Base No. [-], suddenly published an article in major federal media:

"Equivalent retribution is not advisable!Life is priceless, and the federal government also has no power to dispose of life"

In the article, he first affirmed what Luo Jincheng said that all lives are priceless.

But he also mentioned that since life is priceless, the Federation cannot have the power to execute a person.

Even if that person is a prisoner, he is still a life, and he also enjoys the most basic human rights of the Federation.

The article is not too long, but every word is in response to Fan Zishan's point of view, and at the end of the article he specifically mentioned

"Of course, we have seen that zombie workers represented by Mr. Jiang expressed their anger at their own cannibalism, and jointly signed a letter requesting the Federation to execute their own kind."

"This is of course a great progress for the zombie group. It is their thinking about the federal legal system after work. Their spirit is worth encouraging. I also look forward to more zombies who care about the federation to stand up."

"But in the end, I still want to say that the great Pan-Asian Federation has passed through the darkest cataclysmic age of mankind. Each of us has an obligation to bring our country to a higher level of civilization. We should further increase education and publicity, Instead of being an executioner in this ancient, cruel, barbaric way"

As soon as this article was published, it immediately caused an uproar.

For the whole day in the past, people who support the death penalty gathered because of Fan Zishan's article frantically attacked the scattered and unorganized abolitionists.

But now, the Abolitionist faction also has a backbone of the same level, and the entire public opinion has begun to gather around Fan Zishan and Guo Wen.

Sitting in the car heading to No. [-] Base City, Fan Zishan said with a wry smile: "I have never had such a high degree of attention."

When he was elected mayor of the NO.11 base city, the scope of discussion was limited to the NO.11 base city.

Although people from other places occasionally talked about it, firstly they didn't live here, and secondly they didn't know Fan Zishan well, so the popularity wasn't high.

But now, he is completely on the cusp of the storm, and the torrential public opinion is like a sea wave tossing between him and Guo Wen.

Lao Jiu, who was driving the car, took a deep breath: "A huge danger, a huge opportunity"

The two flags have been raised, and now those who are discussing just need to stand in line and debate with each other. The real pressure is all on Fan Zishan and Guo Wen.

Lao Jiu suddenly turned his head: "We don't seem to have seen Mayor Guo much?"

Fan Zishan thought for a while and nodded: "The last time we met was at the plenary meeting of the Federation Council ten years ago, and we didn't say a word."

Then he saw that Lao Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, and after a little thought, he understood why he was nervous: "You don't worry that I have a grudge against Mayor Guo, do you?"

Lao Jiu smiled wryly and nodded: "To be honest, I was ready to take you back just now."

Fan Zishan looked at the three-dimensional agricultural facilities outside the car window and said casually: "Don't worry about these small things, you are such a big person, how can you use such indecent methods to deal with a stranger who just disagrees with you Woolen cloth"

Lao Jiu wanted to say something else, but Fan Zishan just gently lifted the hem of his suit, revealing the black device the size of a bank card hanging on his waist.

"How did you bring this thing out?"

Looking at Lao Jiu's terrified eyes, Fan Zishan smiled and said: "Thanks to Mr. Jiang for reminding me, Luo Jincheng has expanded his army for 200 years. If there is such a powerful enemy, then we still need to make more preparations." that's good"

Lao Jiu stopped talking, he just wanted to ask Fan Zishan whether he was going to the No. [-] base city to check information or go to war.

Otherwise, what do you do with a missile launch button when you go out for a meal in your own country?

If persuasion fails, do you want to die with the other party?

When the two of them went to Base City No. [-] in silence, Jiang Yang, who was off work, sat on a chair and read the contents of the newspaper.

After seeing that Mayor Guo Wen even mentioned himself, he patted the table vigorously: "Damn it, zombies cannibalize people and be executed, which is worth encouraging. Humans being executed is uncivilized and social regression. The bastard really dares to speak."

Immediately a zombie responded: "Come on, brother Yang, let's kill him tonight."

Jiang Yang squeezed a biscuit and threw it over: "Here is a bear biscuit, you go and kill this guy for me."

The zombie caught the biscuit directly with its mouth, then twisted its waist obscenely and said with a smile: "Brother Yang, are you talking about killing him, or killing him?"

Then he saw Jiang Yang's middle finger, smiled and sat on a chair, crunched biscuits and talked about the business: "Isn't there no zombies in the third base city? Why does he have to pull us out to step on us when he writes an article, this guy Is there a problem?"

Jiang Yang's expression was also very serious: "I can tell you clearly that Guo Wen belongs to Luo Jincheng."

There was a silence in the hall, and the biscuit-eating zombie stood up: "So these words are what Luo Jincheng meant?"

The faces of the other zombies also became ugly. In Guo Wen's article, the part he discussed with Fan Zishan didn't matter to them, but the problem was that he shouldn't have written a few words at the end.

The arrogance and discrimination against zombies revealed in that kind of words are beyond words, but this person is Luo Jincheng's good helper.

Jiang Yang folded the newspaper and handed it to Feng Wenbin, then got up and stood on the table at the counter to look at the zombies in the hall: "I'm not sure what he meant by that, we need time to verify, the good news is that this Man himself jumped out and stood in front of us.”

He paused and said loudly: "But brothers, before investigating this Guo Wen's situation, I have something very important to tell everyone."

After finishing speaking, he took out the storage device that Pei Bin gave him, and after connecting it to the speakers in the tavern, the sharp and strange voice resounded throughout the tavern.

Hearing that voice, some zombies immediately frowned: "I feel like I heard this voice somewhere before?"

Immediately, a zombie said in an uncertain tone: "It seems to be the same as the message received by our space station a few years ago?"

Dong Quanyun touched his chin and said: "So there is life in space, and we can still receive the message from the other party? Why do I feel that this sound sounds like someone is crying? And it's really not The dialect? I feel like I heard a word for wind?"

Jiang Yang looked at him and said: "You heard it right, there is indeed such a word, but this memory has nothing to do with space, it was picked up by Pei Bin in the wild during those years on the patrol team, and this voice comes from the cataclysmic era "

Dong Quanyun clapped his hands suddenly: "So, in fact, as early as that cataclysmic era, there was already a very perfect technology that could enter outer space and operate for a hundred years, and those who left are still within our observation range inside, and did not go far”

But he quickly frowned. They all came from that era, but they had never heard of any country whose technology could reach this level at that time.

At that time, it was not a problem to get a spaceship into the sky. Human probes had already been launched to Mars. Even if it wasn’t for the catastrophe, people were planning to immigrate to Mars.

But the real difficulty is that the Windless Tavern received a signal more than ten years ago, and heard the same sound as the current one, which came from at least 180 years ago.

What spaceship can run stably for almost 200 years?

There are still people alive on it?

And who has such a great ability to launch a spaceship in the era of catastrophe?

Luo Jincheng?

It seems that the general chairman has lived for more than 200 years.

Jiang Yang listened to their discussion silently and did not speak, neither affirming nor denying, but said calmly: "As soon as next month, Luo Jincheng will launch the space shuttle to the moon, everyone, I am very curious What the hell did he find on the moon?"

The zombies laughed: "We are also curious"

Pei Bin in the self-study room had just finished class when he heard Jiang Yang's voice from outside: "Then move!"

He didn't know what happened, he looked at Feng Wenbin curiously and asked, "Did something happen?"

Feng Wenbin shook his head: "It's nothing, I heard Brother Yang said that it was popular for you to use a private car to receive flexible wage subsidies after work. This should be regarded as one of our Wufeng Tavern, uh, part-time pick-up?"

Pei Bin raised his eyebrows: "Periphery?"

"What the hell is that? We are just helping people solve some unspeakable difficulties."

"assistance**"

"There will be no intersection. It's not good for people to know about this kind of thing."