"Little girl, get up early in the morning."

"Hold up your pants and go to the toilet"

Zheng Gan closed his eyes and opened them again, and got 52 survival points.

Just as Zheng Gan was humming a song and brushing his teeth, Zhao Jie came over.

"Boss Zheng, several people want to leave here."

"Leaving here? Why?"

"The reason is that among those who died yesterday were their relatives."

Zheng Gan understood and asked.

"How many people lost their loved ones yesterday?"

"There are 18 people in total."

"Four of them are leaving."

"Find a classroom and I'll talk to them."

Zhao Jie hesitated for a moment, then spoke.

"Boss Zheng, these people will surely die if they go out."

"Zhao Jie, you don't think I want to kill them, do you?"

"Don't worry, since we are building a base, everyone is a valuable human resource."

"Believe me, I have a reason for every murder I make."

"Boss Zheng, I'll make arrangements now."

Soon, Zhao Jie arranged a place, which was a teacher's office.

The window of this office is located at the top, and Zheng Gan doesn’t know whether it should be called a skylight.

All in all, the privacy is pretty good.

As Zheng Gan walked in, an old woman pressed a young woman and two children behind her.

"If you want to kill me, come at me."

Zheng Gan was speechless.

"What's wrong with you, old lady? I don't remember me saying I wanted to kill you."

"Then why don't you just let us get out of here."

"You will die if you go out, but you can live if you stay here."

"You killed my son, her husband, and the father of these two children."

"You are a devil. I don't believe your lies."

"No, old lady, are you talking about the same person, or three or four people?"

"The same man, my son, her husband, their father."

"So, you hate me very much now, right?"

"Yes, we are surviving well, but you come and kill people. I, an old woman, wish you were dead."

Zheng Gan clapped his hands and said.

"Very good, please maintain your current mood."

Then he asked the three people behind the old man.

"What about you?"

The young woman said.

"You can kill me, but please spare my child."

"Does it make any difference? You're going to die anyway if you go out, and there's a high probability that you'll turn into a zombie. You wouldn't have thought of that, right?"

Before the young woman could speak, the old woman interrupted.

"So what? Will she stay here and be insulted by you? She is my son's woman."

"You old woman, when I first saw you protecting them, I thought you were a nice guy, but now it seems you're very selfish."

"So what? We're all going to die sooner or later, so we might as well die together. That way, we'll have someone to look after us on our way to the underworld."

Zheng Gan had no interest in arguing with a selfish and superstitious old man.

The reason why I asked her to say so much was just to experiment how soul resonance would affect people who hated themselves.

As for the young woman and his child, Zheng Gan had no intention of saying anything.

Then, Zheng Gan spent 40 survival points to convert this family into fanatical believers.

It went smoothly, and it seemed that at the soul level, emotions didn't matter.

Afterwards, Zheng Gan also asked them to hide their identities as fanatics and just live well.

When the family decided to stay, Zhao Jie was very curious about what Zheng Gan said to them.

He had tried to persuade them before, but this family was determined to leave.

However, Zhao Jie did not ask.

This is a truth he realized when he was a secretary.

Don't ask around.

If you want to know something, find an opportunity to ask your leader directly. Even if your leader rejects you, it is better than your leader knowing that you are asking around for things you shouldn't.

After dealing with the problem with that family, Zheng Gan walked around the school.

I also found two flower pots.

When Zheng Gan returned to the armored vehicle, he had already replaced the soil in the flowerpot with the one he had previously said was incapable of growing anything.

Tang Jingye asked curiously.

"Old Zheng, do you still have the leisure and elegance?"

"What are you thinking? I didn't succeed in growing potatoes and radishes, so I have to give it a try."

"Oh, yes, I would have forgotten if you hadn't told me."

“What are you going to plant?”

"Carrots. If you're doing an experiment, you're definitely going to do something that they didn't succeed in, so you have something to compare them to."

"Plus, radishes seem to grow quickly. They'll sprout in two or three days, right?"

"You also know how to farm?"

"I'm from the countryside. When I was little, my grandmother loved to grow cabbages and radishes."

Zheng Gan loosened the soil, threw a few radish seeds in, covered it with a layer of soil, and watered it. It was done.

Radish seeds can be exchanged for 1 large sack for 1 survival point.

"Old Zheng, I'm quite curious about what that soul power is used for."

"You killed someone again without saying a word?"

"Why do you say again?"

"You're so fast, isn't it? I was just trying to scare someone, but you killed them."

Zheng Gan stopped talking and directly used soul resonance to match Tang Jingye's frequency.

"Tang~~~Dedicated~~~Work~~~"

A trembling and long woman's voice sounded in Tang Jingye's mind.

Tang Jingye shuddered and goosebumps broke out all over his body.

Zheng Gan had just discovered that this was all telepathy. He could create any sound in the other person's head as he pleased.

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