Chapter 109: Living Man Leads a Corpse
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Roulette World
- Hallucination
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- 2021-01-30 08:54:51
Strong people began to dominate.卍八?一§?Chinese§?Web w, w`w`. , 8, 1 `z-w. com
Because they can resist zombies, because they can find food, because they can... suppress rebellion.
The weak and weak people gradually reduced to the bottom.
In the precision instrument factory, in the past, in addition to the leaders appointed above, the people with superior mind, education and technology are the people at the upper level of the pyramid. They hold high wages, enjoy high treatment, and are respected by others. People's attention.
These people are skilled in the mind, but weak and weak, and the body is weak. After the end of the world, some of them became zombies, and some people survived luckily. Looking for food, ran for tens of meters, panting and tender legs.
And those ordinary workers who were previously in charge of manual labor and did not have much technical content, could use their strong physiques to find food, and even occasionally kill the zombies of Shan Shan, to get the kind of crystal that is said to be able to turn the mysterious roulette.
As long as you turn to a potion, you can become an evolver!
So the people who once stood high fell to the altar, replaced by ordinary people who had been trampled under their feet, or had far more rights than before.
Priority and exclusive rights for food, water, cigarettes, wine, various materials and even women!
For such a sudden change, Le Dayuan is as uncomfortable as many other technicians.
But this is not important, because in a peaceful era, the high-level will listen to the following opinions and make gestures more or less true or false. Bayi Chinese Network W-W, W`. `8, 1, z`w-. com can now, any gesture, any listening, it is all ridiculous, if you do not obey, get rid of it, or even anger others, ranging from a fist to a fatality, to crippling death!
Sometimes Le Dayuan feels that he has returned to a period-the era of slaves.
But no matter how he feels it doesn't matter, the important thing is that people are more adapted to this world, but they can't.
At the end of the corridor, there was a burst of loud laughter, and Le Dayuan could smell the smell of a vacuum-packed smoked chicken from the smell of and urine, which made him already hungry The scorching stomach had soured water and even some pain.
But he did not dare to raise his head because he was afraid to see his wife through the open door.
On the fifth day after the end of the world, the woman who had been with Le Dayuan for more than a dozen years, although often nagging him, but who had been doing laundry and cooking for him, was finally able to withstand the torment of hunger and thirst, and invested in a once In the arms of the loader in the factory, when Le Dayuan learned the news and shouted into the darkest room he had ever seen in his life, he saw his wife lying on a table, facing his mouth. There was a cake in it, a half of sausage and a bottle of water in the other hand, and the man was pushing hard behind her...
It was the first time in the life of Le Dayuan to deal with people, and it was the first time that something called courage was summoned.
As a result, instead of preventing anything, he was beaten to the ground and bleeds, unable to afford to fall to the ground, and watched the woman who belonged only to him beneath others...
At that moment, Le Dayuan felt that he was dead.
But his death was far more difficult than Le Dayuan's imagination. He stood by the window and looked at the zombies wandering dozens of meters below. His determination was like a bubble in the sky, broken. ??? Eight swastikas ◎ a novel? Web W, W, W`. `8`1-z-w,. -c-o`m`
Perhaps, waiting to die in the dirtiest corner is the best ending, at least, this process will not be so intense, and it will not be so painful.
Le Dayuan looked at the tip of his shoe from the gap between his knees and thought about it.
A footstep came, and several people walked to the crowds at the end of the corridor who could only sleep on the cold ground.
"Dear technicians and senior engineers, how are you."
The talker laughed, and the fool thought he was saying hello.
This man was Chang Changchun, the security captain of the former precision instrument chief. In his early forties, he was said to have been a mixed society. He went into a squat for several years because of the crime of wounding. After coming out, he participated in a city plan to help the prisoner release He was assigned to work as a security guard in the factory for seven or eight years.
During these seven or eight years, it was no trouble to manage Changchun. He did his job honestly and became the security captain at the beginning of this year.
Kung fu with a strong body and three punches may not be a big thing in society, but it is enough to deter everyone here. Naturally, they have become the heads of security and hard work. Now more than a dozen people follow him.
"Oh, don't talk."
Guan Changchun had a sneer on his face, and there was no mercy in his eyes for these thin skinny crowds. The arrival of the last days completely stirred up the evil and viciousness hidden in his heart.
"I'm here to tell you that something good is coming. How is this attitude good to me?" Guan Changchun sighed deliberately, grabbed a young woman with her right hand, and looked at him with no regard to dozens of eyes before and after. Drilled into the armpit, kneading vigorously in front of the chest.
"It's almost time to eat, so I have to look for it. After all, everyone will have a colleague. This time I am going to choose a few of you to follow me. Who is going to come?" After that, he looked at everyone's face and continued: "People who go, whether they can find food or not, can eat a full meal and return a bottle of water. If they find food, they will have three days of rations!"
This time the crowd is boiling, these people have been hungry for a long time, if they can get a little food, they are willing to do something.
If they were asked to find food by themselves, they wouldn’t dare. Wasn’t anyone hungry for food a few days ago, but none of them came back, and even two of them were eaten by zombies just after they walked out of the gate, The miserable cry is still horrifying.
But if they go together with Guan Changchun, there is no problem. This group of people can not only be ruthless when beating people, but also be able to fight zombies. When they are acting in groups, three or five zombies are not a problem.
"I go!"
"Bring me one."
"I am coming too!"
"And I."
...
Suddenly, many people stood up and planned to take advantage of it.
"It's so positive." Guan Changchun's eyes flickered, followed by two fingers, and the two of them suddenly looked happy, feeling that the food was ready.
At this time, Guan Changchun's men gathered to his ear and said a few words. If Le Dayuan looked up, he would see that the person who spoke was the loader who occupied his wife.
"There is one missing, musician, just you."
Le Dayuan looked up in amazement and didn't understand how this kind of good thing would turn to him, but when he saw the chuckle of the loader, he had a bad hunch.
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"Boss, are you sure this is the place?" Xiao Hu searched the building up and down, and besides killing a dozen zombies, no one was found.
Ye Zhongming frowned in the hall on the first floor of the instrument factory. He realized that he might have found the wrong place.
He came here to find someone. He was looking for a Niu B character who was called ‘Distant Master’ in his previous life. When talking about this person in someone’s mouth, he remembered that person should have gone out here.
But no one is here now.
Could it be that the place where "Yuanshi" was born was wrong in the rumor I heard? After being reborn, the first person you are looking for missed this way?
"Brother Ye, come and see, someone over there attracts zombies with living people!" Net red's crisp and beautiful voice came from the window.
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