Zombies don't need to rest

Although the Federation stipulates that zombies must be regularly injected with medicines to maintain their body strength to participate in work, and they will be injected regularly according to different levels, but the higher the level of zombies, the more medicines they need, so most of the wages of zombies are spent on this thing.

In the society of zombies, this thing can be equivalently turned into money.

There is no doubt that Director Wu sent a big gift.

Jiang Yang watched him savor the bowl of wine happily, and the two of them started talking about business after Wu Lu drank half of the bottle.

Wu Lu reluctantly put down the wine bowl, cleared his throat and said seriously

"Mr. Jiang, I don't know who the two candidates you mentioned are?"

Jiang Yang squeezed a hard bear biscuit and stuffed it into his mouth, "Before I say this, Director Wu, have you heard of the new federal policy on zombies recently?"

Wu Lu didn't understand what he meant, but Jiang Yang reminded him based on the information collected today, "For example, under what conditions can zombies not participate in work and move freely?"

Wu Lu was taken aback by these words, and his voice slightly increased, "This is impossible."

Zombies must participate in labor, which is stipulated by the highest federal law, and their free time can only be after work is over.

But if they don't participate in free activities at work, how will the living substances be distributed, and how can the federation ensure that the zombies will not commit suicide by not injecting the living substances, or that they will not go to other base cities, or even go to other federations?

If zombies can really run around at will, wouldn't that be a mess?

Seeing his expression, Jiang Yang narrowed his eyes.

Cai Wuen and his party consisted of four zombies, all of whom came from the No. [-] base city.

And according to the information he got, those four guys haven't been working since they left the beer hall last night, but have been wandering around on the street, as if they were looking for something.

But looking at Wu Lu's appearance, it seems that the base city doesn't understand the situation?

Seeing Jiang Yang's indifferent expression, Wu Lumanman calmed down, lowered his voice and asked, "You mean, there are zombies in our city who don't participate in work?"

Nodding slightly, Jiang Yang also lowered his voice, "That's why I asked you, is there any policy in the Federation recently that allows zombies not to participate in work, or to replace production work with other jobs?"

This is a very crucial question.

It would be a great thing if zombies could get rid of productive labor.

After all, with their terrifying physical fitness and more than 100 years of accumulated knowledge, they can easily crush most new humans. At that time, no matter how expensive the life substance is, they can still earn enough money from the new humans to buy it.

Even if the federation really releases all restrictions on zombies, they can produce living substances by themselves.

At that time, those so-called new humans will be eliminated.

It's a pity that Zhou Yu is already dead. Otherwise, with his ability, if he doesn't need to enter a factory but can choose to work freely, he wouldn't need to commit suicide to cheat insurance money to raise his children.

Wu Lu frowned tightly. He had never heard of such a thing when he met the mayor today.

But how is this possible?

But he also knew that Jiang Yang couldn't lie to himself about this kind of thing.

After thinking hard for a long time, he slowly opened his mouth: "Mr. Jiang, what you said is too big, I have to ask the mayor."

Jiang Yang grinned, "I'm not in a hurry, but there are only a few days left for the task assigned by the Federation, Director Wu had better move faster."

Wu Lu suddenly thought of something, "Those two zombies you mentioned came from Base City No. [-]? Did they commit a crime?"

Seeing that he finally asked what he wanted to say, Jiang Yang smiled happily: "The zombie cannibalism that Captain Liu Wei is investigating is what they did. The leader of the zombie is Cai Wuen."

Wu Lu couldn't sit still anymore, raised his watch to check the time, and stood up suddenly, "Mr. Jiang, thank you for the information you provided, I'm going to talk to the mayor about this right now, sorry, I have to go first up"

After speaking, he reluctantly drank the wine in the wine bowl, and then walked out of the Windless Tavern without looking back.

As soon as he went out, he heard footsteps behind him, and when he turned around, he saw Feng Wenbin chasing him out.

Feng Wenbin was carrying two big boxes, "Director Wu, Brother Yang said that these two bottles of wine are for you, so don't leave them behind. In addition, please help bring these two bottles to the mayor." "

Wu Lu nodded, put one of them in the trunk and locked it, and put the other on the passenger seat.

He waved at Jiang Yang through the glass, and then drove away quickly.

In the tavern, Li Bing came out from the background.

Looking at Jiang Yang who was quietly sitting on a chair and eating biscuits, "Tell me, how did Brother Ji get here?"

Jiang Yang shook his head, "Who knows, Luo Jincheng can order 3000 million zombies in the Pan-Asian Federation to work in factories for 100 years, maybe he can also order us to work flexibly."

"puff"

Hearing this magical vocabulary that only zombies can understand, Li Bing couldn't help laughing, while Jiang Yang carried the box Wu Lu sent back to the underground of Wufeng Tavern, which belonged only to him. Room.

The five locks were opened one by one, and the room was filled with identical silver potions.

10 playing basketball

Cai Wuen walked on the somewhat empty street, except for the occasional people coming in and out of some taverns and restaurants, most of the shops have closed their doors.

Although the physical fitness of new humans has been greatly improved compared with ordinary people, they also need to rest. After nightfall, there are not many people on the street.

Most of the zombies in the NO.11 base city are active in the ninth block, and rarely go to other blocks, so zombies are rarely seen on the streets of the sixth block.

Occasionally, people passing by would look twice when they saw him, wondering what this zombie was doing so far at night.

Cai Wuen noticed those curious gazes, but he has long been used to being watched by others, whether it was before the catastrophe or now.

When passing by a karaoke hall, he hesitated for a moment, but he opened the door and walked in.

The loud music made him frown. In his opinion, this kind of music is rubbish compared to the songs he has sung.

Moreover, dancing is not good.

Resisting the desire to go to the stage to dance for a while, he found a comfortable booth to watch Qi Ali, and after ordering a cocktail, Cai Wuen began to look at the people in the karaoke hall.

But soon he frowned. Although the people here had a strong smell of flesh and blood, they didn't smell fresh, and they lacked the feeling that could arouse his desire.

He couldn't help but think of the child he met in the early hours of yesterday, even when he was crying and begging for mercy, his body exuded the unique freshness of a teenager.

Sticking out his tongue and licking his lips, Cai Wuen felt that he couldn't help it.

His gaze looked around the noisy karaoke hall again, and finally focused on a young man in the corner who was drinking and listening to music.

This guy is considered the best quality food here. Although it is not as fresh and tender as a child's, it still has the full blood of a young man.

The throat slid quickly, Cai Wuen's eyes gradually gathered, and when the other party stood up and was about to leave, he also stood up.

"Ding"

When the door was pushed open, the wind chime above made a crisp sound. Xiao Zhao likes wind chimes very much, but this is a public place after all, so he can't stand in the crack of the open door all the time and listen to the sound of wind chimes being blown.

Closing the door, looking at the dark street in front of him, he sighed a long time, thinking that the investigation conclusion he got from the forensic doctor during the day was exactly the same as that zombie from last night.

Then I thought that the results of the investigation outside the city today were exactly the same as what the zombie said.

In the three years since graduation, he has never been so confused as he is today.

As a native of No.11 Base City, he knew that there were a lot of zombies living in the Ninth Street since he was a child, but as a super-large base city with a population of over [-] million, he had never been to the Ninth Street.

In his impression, the image of zombies is like this: go to work on a regular basis every day, wander around various entertainment venues in the ninth block after work, use the cheapest coolant and fuel as wine, and mix it with other blocks and then re- The cheap biscuits baked to be extremely hard, gathered together with nothing to do, the only entertainment is the various competitions of the Federation, it is said that they occasionally take the bear biscuits as a bet, betting on whether someone will blow the whistle in the final of the Federation Mech Competition.

He would laugh whenever he heard such rumors. It was an official competition organized by the Federation to select new members of the Special Forces. How could it be possible to conduct behind-the-scenes transactions in front of so many audiences across the Federation?

But in short, in his impression, zombies are a group of tireless workers, with little money in their pockets, full of energy but not seeking to make progress, pedantic believe that in the new era, society will still have intrigues from the old era, thinking that they can live long enough See through the world, but in fact it is ridiculously ignorant and doesn't know what a new era is, and what a Pan-Asian Federation is.

Xiao Zhao couldn't help but took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. The bright street lights on both sides made him unable to see the stars in the sky clearly, but he tried his best to imagine the sky full of stars.

The contact with Jiang Yang and other zombies in the past two days made him understand that his prejudice against zombies is too great, and these guys are not as simple as they seem.

For example, the doctor of the thirteenth department of the highest federal medical school, or the guy who followed him out of the city today to investigate the crime scene.

After hearing his own analysis, that guy said unabashedly and contemptuously, "Oh, the seventh edition of trace identification? Are you still using such old textbooks? I said why when I planned to go to the police academy for further study last year Brother Yang said it’s unnecessary, haven’t you made any progress in the past 20 years?”

Xiao Zhao couldn't answer this kind of question. He said that he used instruments now, but the zombie shook his head in disdain. "If the basic theory is not updated, no matter how accurate the instruments are, there will be misjudgments."

Then, in front of Xiao Zhao and his master Liu Wei, that guy obtained accurate results faster than the instrument, but the problem is that neither he nor Liu Wei understand how the other party did it .

The knowledge system was under unprecedented impact, and Xiao Zhao sighed again. He felt that he should visit the Ninth Street District more in the future. Is this situation an exception, or are all the zombies living there like this.

If it is true, it means that the people who live in the Ninth District are not millions of workers at all, but the number of top talents who have mastered the cutting-edge knowledge in various fields of the Federation.

He suddenly understood why the Federation sent all these zombies into the factory.

The stunned kung fu cigarette had already been extinguished, so he walked to the trash can by the side of the road and stuffed the butt into a special ashtray.

But at this moment, his movements suddenly froze.

The guy behind seemed to have been following him since he came out.

Pretending to be inadvertently turned his head, Xiao Zhao couldn't help frowning when he saw the other party's scarlet eyes, zombie?

Seeing that his prey had found him, Cai Wuen quickly glanced at the surveillance camera on the street corner out of the corner of his eye.

When he came here, he had made sure that at this point in time, the surveillance was not aimed at this place.

That is to say, if you move fast enough, you can kill this guy without anyone noticing, and it is late at night, and no one will disturb you to eat like the day before yesterday. With your own speed, you can kill him within 10 minutes. This guy eats clean.

Do it!

With a decision in his heart, Cai Wuen squatted slightly with his legs, and opened his arms by his sides. The strong murderous aura caused Xiao Zhao's lower back to be instantly covered by silver-white light combat armor.

Looking at the zombie in an offensive posture, Xiao Zhao became more and more incomprehensible.

What does it mean?

Because they investigated Jiang Yang themselves, are they going to send someone to kill themselves?

Just when his combat armor hadn't completely covered his body, Cai Wuen moved.

With a kick of his legs, the floor tiles under his feet shattered in an instant, and he was about to use his sharp claws to cut through the throat of the prey.

Thinking of the smell of gushing blood, the corners of Cai Wuen's mouth could not help but curl up.

But just when his feet were about to leave the ground, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind and gently pressed on his shoulder.

"Chicken, don't you want to play basketball?"

Xiao Zhao was stunned, for a moment he didn't know whether he should continue to put on the armor.

Because the person who suddenly appeared was precisely the Jiang Yang whom Master brought him to meet yesterday.

"boom"

The sudden sound startled Xiao Zhao, and then he realized that the source of the sound was Cai Wuen. His trousers below his knees were instantly shattered, and his calf was inserted into the broken floor tiles like a thousand pounds of weight.

That understated hand has so much power?

Just when Xiao Zhao was in doubt, he heard Jiang Yang's voice from the opposite side, "Are you, Captain Liu's apprentice?"

Looks pretty talkative.

Xiao Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't completely release the combat armor from its alert state.

Although he has not fully figured out the situation, facing Jiang Yang, he still followed what his master said and showed enough respect, "Yes, Mr. Jiang, my name is Zhao Xiaogang."

Jiang Yang nodded with a smile, and at the same time gently pressed Cai Wuen's seventh cervical vertebra with one hand, "Hi, I have been driving hard for the past two days. selling coolant"

Zhao Xiaogang saw that Jiang Yang spoke very kindly, and he relaxed, "Okay, thank you, Mr. Jiang."

Just at this time, a car was parked on the side of the road, Jiang Yang looked at Zhao Xiaogang, "It's so late, why don't I ask them to send Officer Zhao back first?"

A zombie got down from the driver's seat and opened the rear door, invited the bewildered Zhao Xiaogang into the car and quickly disappeared.

As the car drove away, Cai Wuen, who hadn't said a word during the whole process, suddenly drooped his head, and his whole body was pinched by Jiang Yang like a piece of caterpillar bread.

Another car started at the corner of the street. After the two zombies quickly replaced the broken tiles on the ground, Jiang Yang took Cai Wuen and sat in the back seat.

"Let's go, it's rare for Brother Ji to come here, let's treat him well"

11 Zombie Monarch

Zhao Xiaogang didn't realize until he got home, he seemed to have encountered something terrible.

Looking at the car leaving downstairs, he sat down on the sofa and recalled the scene just now in his mind.

He was sure that the zombie was going to attack him, but Jiang Yang stopped him for some reason.

And it seems that Jiang Yang is very familiar with the guy who wants to attack him, brother chicken?This name sounds a bit familiar. It seems to be the name of a certain gangster in a film and television drama before the cataclysmic era?

Is it Brother Chicken or Brother Pheasant?

he does not know.