Zombies don't need to rest

"It's nothing to worry about, it's rare for Director Wu to come here."

After Li Zhi finished speaking, he turned and went out, leaving the office to Wu Lu and Jiang Yang.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Wu Lu spoke first after a while: "There are still three days left in the mission, have you found the person Mr. Jiang promised?"

Sitting on the sofa, Jiang Yang didn't answer his question directly, but asked back: "I don't know if Director Wu is talking about the task of the Federation, or the task of the No. [-] base city?"

Wu Lu paused for a moment and asked with a smile, "Is there any difference?"

Jiang Yang looked at him: "If it is the mission of No. [-] base city, there is no progress yet, but if it is the mission of the Federation, that person has been found."

The room fell silent, and the two looked at each other without speaking.

It wasn't until a dark cloud floated over the sky outside the window that Wu Lu slowly said, "Are you sure?"

Jiang Yang was not in a hurry to answer, he looked at the dark cloud first and then replied: "That depends on the meaning of the city"

Wu Lu took a deep breath, stood up and stretched out his hand to Jiang Yang: "I see, I will wait for you at the Windless Tavern tonight"

He had to go to the mayor to explain the situation before making a decision. Jiang Yang stood up and shook hands with him in no hurry: "I heard that Xiao Feng bought two bottles of good wine. Director Wu will be lucky tonight."

"Hahahaha" Wu Lu laughed loudly, "It is thanks to Mr. Jiang that I have such a good opportunity."

The conversation between the two ended here, and Wu Lu was going to have dinner with Li Zhi, and Jiang Yang left the office first.

For Director Wu, the two of them have no friendship, and everything is just an exchange of benefits.

He helped Wu Lu stabilize the zombie workers living in the ninth block, and Wu Lu helped him solve some minor troubles.

That's it.

If Liu Wei, who brought his apprentice Xiao Zhao to investigate the case, was here, maybe he could better understand what his master said at the beginning

"The strength of the eleventh generation of zombies is not in force"

Standing at the gate of the factory building, Jiang Yang looked up at the dark cloud in the sky, patted the guard at the gate on the shoulder and said in a low voice: "The director of the factory has gone to eat, it's going to rain today, you hurry to the roof of the office building to help The factory manager collected the clothes."

The guard understood the meaning as soon as he turned his eyes, and then suppressed his excitement and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Mr. Jiang for reminding him." Then he told his companion to go to the bathroom, and ran towards the office building without looking back.

Looking at his back, Jiang Yang returned to the factory silently.

If a big tree wants to grow tall, the roots must be developed, and in the dark underground, the roots will inevitably be coiled together.

The longer the time, the tighter the entanglement.

8 Do you dare to move?

Ninth Street Police Station, Wu Lu's car was parked at the door.

After a few minutes, he took a deep breath and opened the door to get out of the car.

Just when he was about to go back to his office and prepare the content of the conversation with Jiang Yang tonight according to the mayor's request, he saw the men standing guard at the door walking over.

"Director, a captain surnamed Yang from the Federal Guard came to see you for something important, and he is now in the meeting room"

Wu Lu frowned tightly, and said jokingly, "Federal Guard? Didn't they say that they have a secret mission and don't need our help? Why, there is something that they can't solve in the Pan-Asian Federation?"

The young police officer on guard didn't dare to take this kind of talk, just pretended he didn't hear it, and continued to report, "Captain Liu Wei also came to see you at noon, saying that there is the latest investigation progress."

Wu Lu knew that the case investigated by Liu Wei was related to Jiang Yang, so he just said in a flat tone, "Just let Liu Wei continue the investigation. There is no need to report if there are no special circumstances. Who is there in the conference room?"

"Deputy Director Zhang is over there, but he has come to me several times and said that he must tell you to go to the conference room as soon as you come back."

Wu Lu knew it well, it seemed that the team leader from the Federation was not easy to deal with, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I see, after you change shifts, go to my office to find Sun Wei, and tell him that I will be there at night. I have something to go out and ask him to put things in my car"

"Yes" the little policeman saluted, and then went back to his post at the door.

Wu Lu went to the mirror at the door and adjusted his clothes, rubbed his face gently with his hands, and then pushed open the door of the conference room with a faint smile.

Before anyone arrived, the voice came first, "Oh, I'm really sorry, there are many jobs in the jurisdiction, Captain Yang, the hospitality is not good, please take care of me"

The one he called Captain Yang was the owner who sold ice cream at the entrance of Wufeng Tavern last night. Seeing Wu Lu's polite manner, he just shook hands with a straight face, "We can understand that Director Wu is busy."

He stopped after saying this, Wu Lu muttered something in his heart, and then pointed to the sofa next to him with a smile on his face, "Sit quickly, sit quickly" and then greeted Deputy Director Zhang who was here before, "Old Zhang, Go to my office and get some tea."

Deputy Director Zhang was also relieved to see him come back, and was about to stand up and leave when he heard Captain Yang's serious voice, "You don't need to drink tea, Director Wu, we are here to find you, we have business to do."

Wu Lu's slightly arched body straightened up suddenly, but there was still a smile on his face, "There is business, that's fine, Lao Zhang, go back and do your work first."

Deputy Director Zhang nodded, and greeted these federal guards with a smile, "Then I'll take a step first, and you can come to me anytime if you need anything."

No one paid any attention to him, Deputy Director Zhang and Wu Lu looked at each other, went out with a smile and left.

In the room, Wu Lu gradually put away his smile, and when he looked at Captain Yang, who was facing him face-to-face, his tone became three points colder, "I don't know what Captain Yang wants from me."

Yang Li still had no expression on his face. Although he was 30 years younger than Wu Lu, in terms of rank, he was on the same level as the chief of the Ninth Street District.

After all, the level of his unit is indeed too high. Even the most ordinary team member can be regarded as an official in a base city under the Federation.

Just like what Li Bing said, in his capacity, he really has nothing to fear in the face of Wu Lu.

Not being a secret, Yang Li said directly: "I want to investigate someone"

Wu Lu also put on a business-like attitude, "Investigators need official documents for their files, please Captain Yang to show them."

Yang Li nodded, turned sideways and took out a piece of paper from the document bag he brought and handed it to Wu Lu, "This is an investigation order signed by the Federal Administration. Within the validity period, I can check the information of all citizens of the No.11 base city."

But Wu Lu didn't answer him immediately, but formally took the official document and took out his special mobile phone from his pocket.

After carefully verifying that the content, seal, signature, and validity period of the document were all correct, he took a photo and recorded it seriously, and at the same time took out a case record form from his briefcase.

Sign the name first, register the file number of the investigation order and hand it to Yang Li.

"Captain Yang, please sign, who you need to investigate, write the name in this position, we need a backup"

Yang Li took the record sheet and wrote his name on it, and then wrote Jiang Yang's name on the subject of the investigation.

Seeing his signing without hesitation, Wu Lu's attitude became even colder.

After checking again to confirm that the documents are correct, he stood up and said, "All the materials you want are in the basement, Captain Yang, please come with me."

The remaining guards were about to get up and follow, but Wu Lu stopped them with a straight face

"I'm sorry, the information that Captain Yang wants to see is the confidential content of our NO.11 base city. If you don't have a federal investigation warrant, please wait here for a while."

The scene was a bit embarrassing, Yang Li silently turned around and looked at his subordinates, "You guys wait here for a while"

After speaking, he followed Wu Lu and left, leaving only a few of his team members sitting in the meeting room looking at each other.

In the underground database, Yang Li finally got the most complete file information of Jiang Yang.

According to the records of the Federation, Jiang Yang woke up in the 58th year of the Cataclysm Era. It has been 157 years now, and the accumulated files are filled with six file bags.

Neither of them spoke, just sitting on both sides of the desk in the file room, silently.

Seeing Yang Li's brows gradually twisted into knots, Wu Lu secretly smiled and didn't say much.

Until six o'clock in the evening, Yang Li couldn't help sighing when he put down the last portfolio.

For no other reason, just like the investigation results in the factory archives yesterday, Jiang Yang's file is perfect.

After waking up in the 58th year of the catastrophe era, he first joined the federal special operations team to help the federation clean up the remaining zombies and zombie beasts in the wild.

Ten years later, he was transferred to the Federal Construction and Development Corporation with the rank of major, and became a production captain of the northern branch. He worked in the construction and development of No. 11 Base City for ten years, and then participated in No. [-], No.[-] Base city construction.

After the dissolution of the Federal Construction and Development Corporation, Jiang Yang joined the urban construction production team of the No.11 base city and continued to help the No.11 base city expand the city.

In the 96th year of the Cataclysm Era, the NO.11 base city was completely constructed, and Jiang Yang entered the Federal 1127 Factory again, where he served as the leader of the first production team and has worked so far.

Two of the six portfolios are records of his previous meritorious service awards.

The most recent one was a few months ago, Jiang Yang was selected as a model worker in the No. 11 base city, and at the same time was elected as a representative of zombie workers in the No. 11 base city.

No matter how proud Yang Li was, he could only sigh after reading the file completely.

He understood that Jiang Yang couldn't move by himself.

Don't say it's me, even if the director general is here.

His meritorious service file is thicker than his own diary since he was a child, and he also has a wartime first-class merit medal that was only available during the war. If there is no real evidence to arrest him, let alone the Federation cannot agree to his actions, Even the NO.11 base city is absolutely impossible to let him go.

Not even mechs.

Wu Lu couldn't help laughing when he heard his sigh.

He knew that the young man felt that Jiang Yang was suspicious because Zhou Yu's suicide will specifically asked Jiang Yang to help him take care of the child.

According to the information he obtained in the past two days, this Yang Li grew up in a wealthy family, and directly joined the Federal Guard to work after graduation, so when he looked at Jiang Yang's files, he focused on those large and small medals.

But in fact, what really determines Jiang Yang's current social status, and why Zhou Yuhui specifically mentioned Jiang Yang's name in his will, is the name that Yang Li didn't pay much attention to:

Worker representative

"This Young Master Yang will probably never understand what these four words mean in reality"

Wu Lu sighed silently in his heart.

The NO.11 base city is home to millions of zombie workers. Among these workers, a session is held every seven years, and 51 worker representatives are elected in each session.

Jiangyang.

Since 119 years ago, it has not been out of this list.

9 Flexible employment?

Yang Li silently led his team members back to the hotel where they were resting, without turning on the lights, and just sat in a daze in the gradually dimmed small conference room.

At the same time, Wu Lu's car also slowly stopped at the entrance of Wufeng Tavern.

Feng Wenbin, who had been waiting here for a long time, stepped forward and opened the car door: "Thank you, Director Wu."

Wu Lu waved his hand, "I'm just driving a car. I heard that you have good wine here. I've been thinking about it all day."

"Don't worry, you will be satisfied"

Feng Wenbin smiled and picked up a box in Wu Lu's trunk, and led him all the way through the lobby of the tavern to the bar, where Jiang Yang was already sitting.

"Director Wu"

"Mr. Jiang"

The two laughed and shook hands, Feng Wenbin put the box next to Wu Lu, turned around and went backstage and took out a small wooden box.

Gently pry open the edge, and the faint aroma of wine has already wafted out.

Wu Lu twitched his nose and sniffed, then his eyes widened suddenly, "This is"

Jiang Yang took the white porcelain bottle that most people knew more than 200 years ago, and unscrewed the cap vigorously.

Feng Wenbin had already prepared the wine bowl, and the pale yellow liquid poured down, creating a dense foam in the small white marble bowl.

"Wine before the end of the world, I just don't know if Director Wu is used to it"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yang knew that he was thinking too much.

Even if this is just the most common sauce-flavored technological wine back then, it is considered a rare treasure in this era.

After all, in this day and age, wine made from mutated food crops will always have a lingering sour smell, so Wu Lu's eyes straightened when he suddenly smelled this smell.

"Director Wu, please"

Jiang Yang gently pushed the wine bowl, and Wu Lu was about to pick it up and drink it all down, when he suddenly controlled himself and stopped, forcibly shifted his gaze and opened the box he brought over.

"Mr. Jiang invited me to drink such a good wine, but it seems that my gift is a bit shabby."

The lid of the box was opened, and there were 72 sticks of silver-white liquid densely packed inside.

Jiang Yang only glanced at it, then gently put his hand on the lid, "Don't worry, Director Wu, this gift of yours is much more valuable to me than these two bottles of wine."

The contents of the box may be high-level nutrient solution to ordinary new humans, but to zombies, it is an important item to maintain the integrity of their bodies-basic life substances.

A protein-based synthetic preparation, such a one, can repair the rotten skin of the zombie's body.

If there are three, the whole body can be repaired almost completely.

This thing is a limited supply for zombies, and if you want to buy it, you have to pay a very high price.

That is to say, the wages of the 1127 factory are relatively high, so a small number of zombies can buy an extra one to repair their own taste system while fighting against body corrosion.

72 sticks, can maintain a zombie in the most complete physical condition for two years.

Or use these potions to further increase your physical strength and absorb more radiation energy.