Constructing a Haunted House, All My Employees Are Horrors

Wu Fei, an orphan, inexplicably inherited an adventure haunted house within a dilapidated amusement park. The catch? It couldn't be transferred or sold; she had to operate it herself, or face a...

Chapter 160 Zombie City 8

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Wu Fei looked up and looked around: "Your nest is not solid!"

She looked at the camera with sarcasm: "As long as I give the order, the zombies outside can destroy this place a hundred times!"

Zheng Xin's face turned extremely ugly.

"What are you going to do?"

Before, he had an inexplicable contempt for Wu Fei, but now he saw that Wu Fei was able to avoid all the surveillance in the base and stood quietly outside the monitoring room.

An unprecedented fear immediately rushed from his scalp to his whole body.

What kind of terrifying existence is this little girl in front of me?

If she just moved her fingers lightly at this moment, she could command the thousands of zombies outside to destroy the base.

"Are you the person in charge of this base?" Wu Fei tilted her head and looked at him with a deep gaze.

Although the man in front of him was trembling with fear, he could not hide the contempt and distrust in his gaze towards him.

Wu Fei didn't blame him.

Anyone would be afraid of the scary zombies outside.

But such distrust would only waste her time.

Sooner or later, Eve would discover her intentions and do everything she could to prevent her from entering the clouds above.

So, she had to use the existing equipment in the base before Eve found out.

Zheng Xin's attitude made Wu Fei feel a little impatient: "I hope to find a responsible person who can talk to me calmly."

"It's me!" Zheng Xin's face darkened. "What do you want to talk about?"

Wu Fei frowned: "You can't!"

Zheng Xin took a deep breath and tried his best to control his anger: "I advise you to have some self-awareness and take your group of low-level animals and get out of our territory!"

When everyone heard Zheng Xin's angry words, they were all frightened.

"Sir, calm down!"

"How can you talk to people like that?"

"Hurry up and ask Mr. Chen to come over!"

Several people nearby immediately dragged Zheng Xin, who was full of anger, aside and notified Mr. Chen.

No matter whether the little girl in front of you is the Zombie King or the Savior, you must not provoke her at will!

Zheng Xin must be crazy to say something to anger the other party at such a critical moment.

So stupid!

Wu Fei smiled and said, "You are not suitable to be the person in charge. Let's talk to someone else."

Zheng Xin was furious: "Zombie King, if you have the guts, mobilize your zombie horde. We will fight you to the death..."

Before he could finish his words, someone covered his mouth tightly and dragged him away from the camera.

Soon, Mr. Chen was brought over in a wheelchair and stood in front of the camera.

Wu Fei narrowed her eyes and stared at him: "Do you keep your word?"

Old Chen looked at Wu Fei with an excited look on his face: "Are you our savior?"

"Savior?" Wu Fei was stunned. "What do you mean?"

"Legend has it that a savior wearing red armor has come to the world and will save mankind from disaster..." Old Chen said excitedly.

Wu Fei was a little confused: "Are you sure it's me?"

"Yes! It's you!" Something suddenly appeared in Old Chen's hand. He pointed at the picture above with an excited look and said, "Look, isn't that you?"

It was an old painting.

There is a little girl in a red cloak, standing against the wind, with thousands of troops standing behind her. The scene is extremely shocking and spectacular.

Wu Fei's cheeks twitched a few times: "Who drew this?"

"It's a deceased friend!" Old Chen handed the painting forward. "If you want to see it, I can give it to you..."

"Mr. Chen, this won't do!"

Someone nearby stopped him.

"It's okay, open that door and let me out alone!" Old Chen said with a smile, "Anyway, I'm old enough to be fearless."

Wu Fei glanced at the heavy iron gate in front of her and sneered, "If I wanted to attack you, could this shabby iron gate stop me?"

Everyone was silent.

The "junk" that Wu Fei mentioned was the best material they had tried their best to find.

Ever since the zombies got out of control, humans have been hiding deep underground and have long been unable to carry out large-scale manufacturing.

Smelting metals requires mining.

The humans hiding deep underground dare not open mines easily, on the one hand to prevent zombies from sneaking in accidentally, and on the other hand for the safety of the base.

Therefore, everything that can be used in the base is reused, and all the equipment located in the highest command room of the base has been made with their best efforts.

Mr. Chen waved his hand: "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

The heavy metal door was slowly opened, and everyone finally saw Wu Fei standing outside the door.

Wu Fei saw everyone's nervous expressions and chuckled, "Don't worry, no one dares to approach you without my order."

Old Chen was excited: "You mean, all the zombies outside will listen to you?"

Wu Fei tilted her head and looked at him: "That's right!"

Mr. Chen looked relieved: "I was right, you are the legendary savior!"

Wu Fei smiled: "You trust me so much? Aren't you afraid that I am deliberately plotting to harm you?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of everyone else in the monitoring room changed drastically.

Mr. Chen was slightly stunned, then suddenly smiled: "You can't!"

As he spoke, he turned his wheelchair forward and handed the painting in his hand to Wu Fei: "Take a look!"

Wu Fei took the old scroll curiously and saw the little girl on it.

The little girl led thousands of troops, stood on the top of a mountain, and looked down at the front.

I could see the general outline, but I couldn't see the little girl's face clearly, and I couldn't tell whether the thousands of troops behind her were zombies or humans.

Wu Fei squinted her eyes at the painting and suddenly asked, "Where is this?"

She noticed a detail.

The little girl was on a steep mountain.

The place she was looking at was the opposite side of the mountain, which seemed to be higher.

"This... should be the roof of the world, Yali Snow Mountain!" said Mr. Chen.

Wu Fei thought to herself that this was very similar to the Himalayas on Earth.

"How far is it from here?"

"It's about 700 kilometers from the base."

Wu Fei frowned and looked carefully at the girl's gaze on the screen.

To be honest, she didn't feel that she was similar to the little girl in the painting.

Perhaps these humans who had been hiding underground for a long time had longed for freedom, so when they saw her they regarded her as a savior.

Especially when looking at the old man in front of her who was full of hope and admiration for her, a soft touch appeared in Wu Fei's heart.

In the past six months, her heart has been hardened to an extremely hardened state, and she will not easily let down her guard when seeing anyone.

But at this moment, seeing the old man who trusted her, Wu Fei was touched.

She saw the painting slowly put away and asked, "Can I have this painting?"

"Of course!" Old Chen's face was full of surprise, "This is you!"

Wu Fei's initiative to paint shows her attitude.

She is willing to help them.

Wu Fei put the painting in her cloak and said to Lao Chen, "I want to find something. I wonder if you have it in your base."