"That makes sense."

Zhang Hao nodded.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter these days.

In a while, it might even be difficult to go out on the street, so we have to think about it in advance.

The Assassin class now has three hundred Awakened members.

It's more than enough to barely form the prototype of the Shadow Legion. Before the zombies complete their second evolution, it's a good idea to let them compete for the best leader.

After making their decision, Eileen and Tang Jian set off.

One went to the west of the North Fifth Ring Road, and the other went to the east of the North Fifth Ring Road; they were quite imposing.

Tang Jian's eyes were firm: "This will be my chance to soar to the top in the Dawn Society. If I can surpass that legion leader Mao Ce, I might be able to take his place. If I can't, being a deputy commander won't be bad either."

There will be other opportunities in the future.

He might be promoted to the new legion commander.

Eileen clenched her fist: "Xu Mo, is it? I'd like to see if you, as a fellow Dark Awakener, are more powerful than I, Eileen."

I, Eileen, am the strongest.

Do you want to ride on me and exploit me?

Hmph, not a chance.

...

...

Eastern part of the North Fifth Ring Road.

Inside an ordinary conference hall.

There were more than a dozen zombies gathered together, including some slightly intelligent zombies such as giant-armed ones and lickers.

At the very front of the group of zombies sat a zombie dressed in a black suit with a tie on his chest.

Holding a glass of red wine, he sipped it from time to time.

It looks very high-class.

Two iron hands stood guard beside him, motionless.

"Lamp, we zombies don't have a sense of taste, why are you drinking this red wine? Isn't this a drink made by humans?" The Licker asked, puzzled.

"I'm not drinking, I'm savoring, or you could say I'm learning from humanity."

Why should we learn from humans?

"Because we're not smart enough."

"What's the use of being smart...? Just eat...eat all the humans, isn't that enough?" the giant arm said innocently.

"Look at you, you even have trouble speaking, so let's not talk about this topic. What I need to tell you is that human intelligence far surpasses ours, even though we are slowly evolving."

Ran Deng's eyes flashed as he said, "But a human organization has already noticed the anomaly. This organization is called the Dawn Society. They are clearing out zombies... and are growing rapidly. We need to stop them."

"Why? So what if those stupid zombies died? There are so many of us zombies, they can't kill them all," the big-headed zombie wondered.

"Yeah, so what if they're killed? They won't cause any trouble," chirping zombie chirped.

"Burning Lamp, as long as you ignite the flame of your spirit, you can gather a massive number of zombies and wipe them out completely. What kind of bullshit Dawn Society is that? They're just food for us," the giant zombie boasted.

"What if I told you that two of the Burning Lamp have already been killed?" Burning Lamp revealed a bombshell.

"What? Randeng is dead?" The zombies were shocked.

"Yes, the first one was smart, but died from arrogance; the second one wasn't smart enough and died from its own lack of intelligence."

With a cold look in his eyes, Ran Deng said, "But that doesn't mean that humans can immediately detect our weaknesses. Many humans don't even know that we Ran Deng are weak and have almost no combat power."

“But the leader of the Dawn Society knows, and seems to know a lot about us, not just about the Burning Lamp, but about you Giant Arm, the Lickers, and even the Iron Hand. This is very unusual.”

“This human is dangerous; I think we must eliminate him beforehand.”

The chirping zombie scratched its head: "Does knowing us mean we have to get rid of us? Why?"

The giant zombie wondered, "Was it just a lucky break? Like a blind cat catching a dead mouse?"

The giant arm chuckled: "Burning Lamp, aren't you being overly cautious?"

"..."

Ran Deng was speechless.

What a terrible teammate!

Don't you think Dawn is a threat?

But it was helpless; after all, the zombies in front of it were among the most intelligent.

Some of the giant arms and iron hands can't even speak; all they do is keep asking "why," like they're brain-dead.

But you can't get angry yet.

Because they may not understand at all why you are angry.

"You don't need to ask why, just listen to me," Ran Deng said patiently.

"All right."

"The Dawn Society is now divided into four groups. This area is known to humans as the eastern part of the North Fifth Ring Road. There are more than a hundred people there who are slaughtering zombies. Our goal is to wipe them out. The group in the western part of the North Fifth Ring Road is very cautious, so we will not consider them for the time being."

Ran Deng slowly said, "The zombies in this area are not dense, but there are still quite a few of them. They have begun to become more reckless, thinking that they are no longer a threat. This is an excellent opportunity."

“We don’t just need to wipe out these humans. If possible, we should capture the leader, Mao Ce, alive. I need to gather intelligence on the Dawn Society and learn all of Zhang Hao’s habits so that we can wipe them all out.”

Iron Hand, standing nearby, muttered, "But there's a very strong monkey there; it won't be easy to capture it alive."

"Don't worry, that monkey is impulsive and easily fooled. Iron Hand, you take a few zombies to lure it away, and I will ignite the [Spiritual Flame] so that a large number of zombies will surround and attack them, making it easy to succeed."

"Okay." Iron Hand nodded.

"Everyone, this is the plan. Do you have any further comments?" Ran Deng glanced around.

The big-headed zombie scratched his head, looking rather simple-minded, and said, "Why not just deal with that Zhang Hao? I could just smash my head against him and kill him. My head is very hard."

"What's the use of being tough? Zhang Hao has gathered nearly two thousand people, how are we going to deal with them? Are you an idiot? Oh, I forgot, you are an idiot." Ran Deng was speechless.

"What does 'idiot' mean? I don't understand." The big-headed zombie didn't get it.

"If you don't understand, then study! Study! Understand? You're really infuriating us. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll have Iron Hand kill you!" Ran Deng said coldly.

"I'm sorry," Big Head said, bowing his head.

Just then, a Licker entered from above, looking flustered, and said, "It's bad, Lantern! Dawn has sent 500 people this way, and they're on their way. They'll arrive in about half an hour. Even if all the zombies in this area gather together, they probably won't be able to pose any threat."

"What? Then let's do it now!" Ran Deng made a decisive decision.

"What if we can't finish in half an hour? We might be in mortal danger, Randeng! Although we zombies aren't the brightest, we still know some basic principles. Sometimes it's important to know when to back down," the chirping zombie advised.

"Don't be afraid, it doesn't matter even if five hundred people gather."

Ran Deng said with a ruthless expression, "You think my only trump card is you? You're sorely mistaken! I have another secret weapon. If they dare to come, they'd better prepare to become our meal!"

"What secret weapon?" the chirping zombie pressed.

Ran Deng smiled slightly and took a sip of red wine.

"The Devourer!"

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P.S.: Just a little background.

These chapters are quite serious, hehe.