Outside the Nanming base, Lin Cheng and Nanming stood together, looking at the not-so-tall base walls. Nanming's face was heavy. "What do you think about this?"

"The body is definitely fake, but they're clearly trying to trick people into thinking he's dead," Lin Cheng said in a low voice. "But this actually reveals something: he's capable of creating zombies. Either he has something, or he's a zombie himself."

The sky was gloomy and the wind carried a chill. Nan Ming felt a chill running down his bones. He gritted his teeth and said, "I thought so too. What on earth does that guy want to do? Isn't the most he can do to turn everyone in the base into zombies? But his goal is clearly not that. What exactly does he want to do? What ultimate move is he planning?"

Lin Cheng had a blank expression on his face: "I don't know, maybe he just wants to live an honest and peaceful life?"

"Haha, don't joke, your joke is not funny."

"At least he's dangerous. Now we can only follow his will and then secretly find him." What if that guy knew his scheme was exposed? What if he went crazy and hurt more people? Lin Cheng felt that he had encountered a group of people who were even more difficult to deal with than the group at Dongyang Base.

Those people at the Dongyang base were just using the atomic bomb to scare people, but this guy here is an atomic bomb himself!

The two were silent for a moment, and finally Nan Ming said, "Alright, enough talking. I have to arrange for someone to find him, and we have to do it quietly. This matter...outside is up to you. We still can't let him get away."

"Um."

Nan Ming went into the base, but Lin Cheng remained silent there. The sky was still quiet. The little girl Lin Man had not left yet, and this time it seemed that she was really angry.

By the way, what exactly does Li Ming want to do?

There are only two purposes for escaping. One is to get away without being noticed, but so far no suspicious person has been found to have left the Nanming base.

The second option is to re-enter the crowd and, while people are less vigilant, do what he wants. This isn't simply a matter of wounding or killing. Could it be that some reason compels him to remain dormant, or that he's currently unable to compete with humans? Or perhaps he's waiting for an opportune moment, or perhaps for the arrival of distant companions?

Lin Cheng walked slowly, with many speculations flashing through his mind. Because there was no evidence, it was difficult to rule out any of them.

He had to approach it from another angle.

The other party would rather sacrifice a zombie that has basically disguised itself as a human. Is this price too high? Is this action too hasty?

Suppose the other party never intended to make any noise, but the appearance of the first batch of zombies disrupted his plan. He had to push out the culprit - the female zombie - as soon as possible, and immediately create two scapegoats so that everything could quickly return to normal. This is not just a simple hiding, but also a kind of desperate attempt to keep the peace.

If this matter cannot be settled, the Southern Ming will definitely make a big fuss in the city to find out the person. He will also guard the surroundings and prohibit people from entering or leaving, but what will happen if they believe that the matter is over?

Nanming will not look for anyone else, but the 5,000 people he brought will still guard the surroundings, guarding against any danger approaching - so if it is to make them retreat, it obviously does not make sense.

Even if nothing happened, the only one who would leave would be... Lin Cheng suddenly raised his head.

Only yourself!

Only he and a few others would leave. They would return to the Reunion Base to report, bringing with them a batch of transport planes that had completed their transport mission.

…

Half an hour ago, at the airport.

Nine second-generation rich kids were left at the airport and played the emotional card with the people guarding them.

"When the time comes, can you please speak well of us and let us go back to Dayan Mountain with you?"

The person left behind to look after the nine people in the New Three Hundred Warriors Regiment was puzzled. "Why are you going back? Shouldn't you be back at base? Oh, and how did you get out?"

Zhang Kaiqi was at a loss for words: "This is a long story. Anyway, we want to go back to Dayan Mountain. Please help us."

The new soldiers shook their heads decisively and resolutely. It was also their first day reporting, and they hadn't figured out the new leader's temper or understood the situation yet, yet they went up to him and pleaded for others. Wasn't that crazy?

Seeing that they couldn't persuade these cold-blooded people, the second-generation rich turned around and clung to the transport plane that brought them here and cried: "Anyway, I'm not leaving. I want to go back with this plane." "That's right, we're going back the same way we came here!"

The soldiers looked puzzled. The second-generation rich man's train of thought was indeed difficult to understand.

A man wearing ordinary worn clothes and with an armband representing a cleaning staff on his arm moved silently nearby and heard these words. Sure enough, these transport planes were going to return, but why did they mention two places in their words?

Where is Dayan Mountain?

But the base they were talking about was undoubtedly the Reunion Base. The man had known about this base more than ten years ago. It was a large base in the north with the most powerful weapons and psychics, but also the most delicious and largest number of people.

At that time, the man was still a low-level zombie. His extremely narrow brain capacity could hardly support him in thinking. He was just directly afraid and extremely yearning for the base. If he could go in and have a meal, it would be worth it even if he was beaten to death.

But he was just a zombie born in the south. Going to the north was too far. He had several opportunities to follow his companions over mountains and rivers, but he missed them all. Later, there were fewer and fewer companions, and fewer and fewer people in the south. It became increasingly difficult for him to find food, and he became weaker and weaker. One time, he fell from a bridge and fell under the sluice gate and was unable to get up.

Until, there was thunder.

He was struck by lightning, and his hazy consciousness was awakened. His body seemed to be filled with strength. Then he became more and more lucid, and even vaguely remembered the things before he turned into a zombie. He finally remembered that he was originally from the north, just on a business trip to the south. Then, he was bitten by a zombie and turned into a zombie. Before he turned into a zombie, he thought every day about returning to his home in the north.

Fortunately, he is now human again.

The desire as a human and the yearning as a zombie all converged into an obsession, a deep and firm goal. He wanted to go back!

He also vaguely received a signal that made him believe that there was a group of zombies in the north that had been trapped for a long time. As long as he went to rescue them, they would all become his slaves.

He will have a zombie army, and he will turn everyone in the world into zombies, his people! And he will become a great zombie king!

Once upon a time, he was just a low-level zombie, bullied by higher-level zombies and hunted by his former comrades, simply because he was too hungry and wanted to eat their flesh. But now, he was finally about to rise! He had been dormant for ten... um? How many years? At least more than ten years!

The ambition of humans and the primitive desire for food of zombies were entangled in his mind, but he remained calm. His strength was still too weak, so he decided to strengthen himself starting from the base closest to him.

Although the Nanming base was small, it was weak enough. So many people would be his food. He also found a pair of zombie mother and son on the road. They had transformed into human appearances just like him and had basic intelligence. As long as he put pressure on them, they would definitely surrender.

Then train your own helpers in advance.

He successfully led them into the Nanming base. With him there, no one was suspicious of the zombie mother and son. He looked for lone individuals to feed on every day, but such individuals were difficult to find. While condescending to do menial work to understand modern human society, he had the female zombie interact with the newly arrived refugees. Many of those people were alone, and no one was familiar with them. Even if they suddenly disappeared, they would not be discovered.

In this way, he ate two people and buried their bones and hair. They were too disgusting to eat, even the meat was very disgusting - the refugees were too dry and skinny, with not even a few drops of blood. Eating them would do him almost nothing, except to barely fill his stomach.

At this moment, he learned that the Reunion Base would send people, and he also found out that the extra planes would fly back at that time. He made up his mind to find an opportunity to go to the Reunion Base, where there would be qualified food.

But unexpectedly, at this time, the stupid female zombie caused trouble.

The man thought silently in his mind, fortunately he was smart enough to settle everything. Now he just had to find a plane to sneak onto and hide before the planes left.

The question was which plane to hide on. He definitely wouldn't go to Dayan Mountain or anything like that; he had to go to the Reunion Base.

Fortunately, just when he was getting anxious, a fat man came down from a transport plane. He smiled and said to the crying people, "Master Zhang, don't struggle anymore. When the time comes, get on my transport plane and follow us back to the base."

“Nooooooo…”

The man's eyes lit up. This was the plane! He climbed onto the plane while no one was paying attention. Fortunately, there was no one else on the plane, so he quietly hid. However, soon, the fat man came back. He breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the man went down again after a while. He breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he hadn't been discovered, otherwise it would be difficult.

He didn't want to kill anyone now, but there was no other way. As a man who was about to become the zombie king, he was too outstanding and his poison was too strong. Anyone injured by him would immediately turn into a zombie. He couldn't allow any more trouble at this critical moment.

…

Half an hour later, Lin Man finished communicating with Dayanshan, sat in the transport plane, kicked the tightly covered apple basket next to him, sighed, and thought, forget it, let's go. Lin Cheng has no shortage of manpower, and if he stays here, he can't help find Li Ming.

She was thinking about the last time she went to the north, which almost ended up in a mess. She wanted to help, but she didn't want to cause trouble for others. Besides, she was really worried about Dayan Mountain. There were only 300 combat forces there, which was indeed too weak.

But before leaving, these things always have to be moved away. It would be funny to figure out how to take them out and how to take them back.

She got off the transport plane and called someone over: "Move these things to the transport plane next to it. This is for Lin Cheng."

A fat man quickly ran over and said, "Move to my side. My ship will definitely follow Captain Lin back to the base."