It is unknown who exactly she is, but Sakura gave her a general idea: she came to the base city, had at least ten jade crystals, and had awakened multiple types of supernatural abilities.

Looking at it this way... it seems like Qin Zhi fits the bill quite well.

Is he my future husband?

The atmosphere was too stagnant.

The deputy commander came over to ease the tension, "Brother Qin, what do you think about the land allocation for the granary and weapons?"

Qin Zhi: "Expand."

The deputy commander waved his hand: "Expansion requires space and, more importantly, personnel to guard it. Zombies are everywhere, consuming a lot of unnecessary resources and increasing the danger. Doing this is too risky."

Qin Zhi: "There is a long river to the north, and we are building it to the north."

Deputy Commander: "No, we can't grow crops on that land."

Qin Zhi: "Build the weapons factory there."

Deputy Commander: "It's too far from the river north of the city. Having a garrison every ten meters is a huge waste..."

The Minister of Defense also disagreed: "No, this is more wasteful than not building it at all. Each person would need a gun and a hundred bullets. There are far too many zombies, so adding a hundred or a thousand people is not an option."

Ammunition cannot be used indiscriminately, and weapons are even less likely to be used.

After all, it's their own territory.

The zombies were gone when the bomb was blown up, but so were they.

Qin Zhi listened to their disapproval, and then fell silent. Once he was silent, the talking quickly stopped.

Everyone's attention turned to him again.

Qin Zhi was tired and communication was difficult, so he withdrew the vines and said, "I have no objection, you can discuss it."

Commander: "Why expand northward?"

"You've got it backwards." He stood up, took the half-finished bottle of mineral water, and said, "My zombies need someone to guard them, otherwise they'll run away. They should be waking up soon. For the safety of the base, I'll be leaving now. You can discuss this further." He nodded and left.

After Qin Zhi left, there was another period of silence.

The Secretary of Defense was the first to break the silence:

“That makes sense. Zombies eat people, not machines. As long as the process is fully automated over there, we can control it from the base and then transport the finished products back.”

As soon as the minister finished speaking, everyone seemed to agree that it made sense.

The north side is near the river, so the chances of zombies getting there are even smaller. The main concern is preventing people from getting there. We can reinforce the electric fences there, set up the cannons, and have people take turns guarding it every day. As long as we can keep in touch, the problem will be solved.

It was like a sudden enlightenment, bringing instant clarity and understanding.

There's no need to fight over that piece of land right under our noses for granaries and defenses anymore.

Once the base expands further, the problems of food and weaponry will be easily solved.

Okay, okay, although Qin Zhi raising zombies isn't exactly a good habit.

He is indeed a talented person.

He resolved a problem that had been debated for quite some time with just one sentence.

Qin Zhi would laugh himself to death if he knew what they were thinking.

There isn't a single person with a sound mind in such a large base. The reason: they don't know how to use people and they use their power to oppress others.

Some people are not very bright themselves and don't want others to show off their talents.

Back at the hotel, the little zombie was lounging on the sofa with its legs crossed, munching on a piece of corn. A plate of ate corn cobs, still steaming, sat on the coffee table. When Qin Zhi returned, the little zombie wiggled its toes as a greeting.

My mouth was busy munching on corn, so I didn't have time to greet the corn king.

Qin Zhi loved his baby's quirky yet adorable antics. After changing his shoes, he went over and pinned the baby down, cupping his little face and kissing him fiercely, sucking all the flesh into his mouth as if he wanted to devour him.

The little zombie was still chewing on corn: "..."

After finishing sucking, the little zombie continued chewing. Perhaps all his actions touched Qin Zhi's cute spot, as he held the little face and kept kissing it from left to right and up to down, which disturbed the little zombie's corn eating.

I'm not happy.

Push someone.

Qin Zhi sat up with a smile, and casually put the fair and tender little zombie on his lap as well.

He lowered his head and asked affectionately, "Is it delicious?"

The little zombie nodded.

"Is it hot? Didn't you say you'd wait for me to come back?"

The little zombie chewed on the corn, then looked up and said, "I have gloves."

Qin Zhi is like the kind of parent who spoils their child. He praises his child to the skies even for eating a meal. When the little zombie mentioned having gloves, he couldn't hold back his praise:

"Baby is so clever! You even know how to use gloves. You're so smart."

As he spoke, he ruffled the fur on the little zombie's head.

The little zombie arrogantly declared, "That's right!"

Qin Zhi laughed like the Big Bad Wolf coaxing Little Red Riding Hood, "Baby eats corn, I want some too."

The little zombie gave him the corn.

Qin Zhi doesn't want this.

Qin Zhi settled down at the South City base, and no one dared to say a word against his zombies. Those who came to steal the Imperial Green came in upright and left horizontally.

Rumors must be debunked by other rumors.

Although some things are true.

Once misinformation is mixed in...

Previously, the city on the ground had spread the portraits of the little zombie and Qin Zhi everywhere. Qin Zhi directly used this as leverage, drawing many faces and spreading them out. This misled people, making it impossible to know which one had the imperial green and which one didn't.

It gradually became a rumor.

There were far fewer people coming to snatch the baby zombies.

Qin Zhi rarely interfered in the base's affairs, only taking action when faced with a zombie horde. With him around, the base's safety level increased by 200%, attracting many ability users to come here.

At the same time, there are also many ordinary people.

As the plot unfolds, Lu Panpan now wields absolute power in the base. Previously, Qu Xiaoying helped her devise strategies behind the scenes, which, in some ways, greatly suppressed her kindness.

Qu Xiaoying is gone now.

Countless people come here because of its reputation.

Ordinary people account for 70% of them.

There were too many people, so the base limited the number of people allowed into the city. They were all kept outside the city, including the elderly, women, and children. They were so pitiful, and Lu Panpan really couldn't bear it.

After a meeting.

Open the city gates and let those poor people outside the city into the city.

People outside the city were naturally grateful, but those inside were unhappy and complained. Every household had to vacate one or two rooms and provide food for the people who came in.

Although you can go to the base building to get food.

But no matter what, it will become a contradiction over time.

Lu Panpan probably realized that this arrangement wouldn't work, so once the defense system was in place, she decided to expand the base.

Currently, the base has ample food and favorable weather, resulting in excellent rice growth. The yield is sufficient to feed a city's population. By collaborating with other bases and expanding the planting area, it is entirely possible to build houses.

We should take in some people from outside the city.

Perhaps it was the initial approval that gave Lu Panpan confidence.

Their actions and practices are becoming increasingly impractical.

Today you see this pitiful person and take them in; tomorrow you see that person pitiful and take them in too. Over time, you gain a good reputation, but the downsides become more obvious. Word spreads, and everyone comes here.

Especially those who are in poor health, and those young children.

There are conditions required to go to other bases.

Only the South City base.

As long as I don't get bitten by zombies, I'll accept anything. There's even an apartment building to live in, even if it's not a luxury apartment, at least I've painted it white.

If you have the ability, find some work in the city to earn some money to buy some good food.

Those who are unable to work will receive daily relief food.