Chapter 219 Fatty’s Dad
After searching through boxes and cabinets, the harvest was quite good.
At least that's what Zhang Yang thinks.
This was an office building, and not much food or weapons could be found there. But at least his calm command aura intimidated the seventeen survivors who were on the verge of mental collapse. Before that, they almost thought they were hallucinating and almost had an internal conflict.
And now, they have all been recruited by Zhang Yang.
"Lao Qin, you take five people to attack the enemy. All six fire axes are given to you."
Zhang Yang gave orders. Qin Mingyue was in a pretty good state at this time. The five survivors assigned to him included three men and two women, all of whom were in good mental states. This was very important. Otherwise, even if they looked big and strong, if their mental state was facing collapse, it would only cause trouble.
"Fatty, you take the rest of the people as the logistics team and collect all the food, drinking water and some containers for me, because we may have to hold out here for a while. We can find a way to deal with the food problem, but we must not lack water."
"Do it now!"
Zhang Yang gave the order. They were now on the third floor, but the stairs leading to the fourth floor were full of obstacles, and the people controlling the fourth floor were not the survivors, but more than twenty cauliflowers.
There is no other way. The living space cannot be violated!
Qin Mingyue took the lead, rushed forward with a fire axe and started chopping wildly, scaring Cauliflower on the fourth floor so much that he screamed and tried his best to add more obstacles.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Yang climbed out of a window on the third floor and climbed to the fourth floor without waiting for Caihua, who was watching outside, to shout and warn him.
Then, kill them one by one, without mercy.
However, in order to take care of the emotions of the team members, he dragged all the corpses into a room. After all, at this moment, these demonized people have not yet awakened, and their behavior patterns and language are no different from those of normal humans.
“Lao Qin, go and take a few people to negotiate with the survivors on the fifth floor. If they don't agree to let us go up, we will use the fourth floor as a temporary base.”
Zhang Yang made a decision after observing for a while. The reason was that there were many survivors on the fifth floor, and they had certain management and organizational skills. This could be seen from the windows on the fifth floor. Not only did they block the corridors and elevator entrances, they also blocked all the window entrances with various tables and chairs.
Otherwise, Zhang Yang would have climbed directly to the fifth floor to negotiate with them.
Facts have proved that Zhang Yang's judgment was correct. Qin Mingyue's negotiations with the fifth floor were quite successful, and the organizer of the other party actually thought of making a video call with Qin Mingyue to confirm it.
What a genius.
"Boss Qu, look, there are twenty of us here. Everyone has video chatted with you. You can be sure that we are not cauliflower mutants. As the saying goes, cooperation is beneficial to both sides—"
Qin Mingyue could actually speak a few words, but Mr. Qu on the opposite side was clearly ten times better.
"I'm sorry, Brother Qin, the blocked entrance cannot be opened because we just poured cement, but we can provide you with some food."
“Where did you get the cement?”
Zhang Yang came forward and asked.
"May I ask who you are?"
"I'm the boss on the fourth floor!"
"Ha, I've seen you before, campus javelin champion? Nice to meet you. I'm the boss of this office building. When the incident happened, I was renovating the sixth and seventh floors, so I had some preparations. In addition, there is an engineering elevator that goes directly to the third-floor underground parking lot. I was making preparations the moment the incident started, so it took me a little more than fifteen minutes than you."
Mr. Qu smiled and spoke confidently. Zhang Yang could see the undisguised ambition in his eyes.
"Well, bye."
Zhang Yang hung up the video call and couldn't help but sigh, what a lucky guy he was.
"Boss Zhang, Mr. Qu should have a gun."
A man who had taken refuge with Zhang Yang on the third floor suddenly said mysteriously that his name was Wei Zhe and he was the vice president of a company in this office building, so he knew some inside information.
Zhang Yang nodded, but what he was thinking about was how to survive the next 23 hours. At first he thought it would be easy, but now it seems to be difficult.
"There is good news. We can access the Internet and make phone calls, but we cannot contact people outside this city, nor can we release the situation in this city. This may mean that the disaster only occurred in our city. Maybe it won't be long before we can be saved."
A tall, thin woman wearing glasses suddenly shouted. Before that, she had been concentrating on her mobile phone.
"Zhang Yang, I want to call home, but I don't dare."
The fat man finally recovered some of his energy, but his fat face became even more troubled.
Zhang Yang knew what he was talking about, and everyone present felt the same way.
A cell phone rang, and it startled everyone like a rattlesnake.
A woman with a pale face trembled as she clicked on the phone. An anxious man's voice came from inside, "Honey, you finally answered my call. I was so worried. The news said that terrorists had blown up the Royal City Guard's barracks. I guess the whole city will be under martial law soon. I just picked up my daughter and will be at your company building soon. Get ready, we'll be home right away."
The woman covered her mouth and burst into tears. The man on the phone continued to shout anxiously, "Wife, what's wrong with you? Speak, did something happen? I'm here right away--"
The phone was hung up, and the woman broke down crying. Everyone was silent. At this time, her husband was still able to move around normally outside, which could only mean one thing.
“What a sin!”
Some people sighed, some people were even sadder.
Zhang Yang had no way to deal with this, and he couldn't help but wonder if the code of Earth civilization was 100% deciphered, would it be the same result? At this moment, a huge sound wave sounded.
"Dear citizens, dear citizens, I am Li Tianhong, the director of the Sixth Royal Hospital. I am now entrusted by the city government to popularize the situation of this strange epidemic. According to the efforts of all the doctors in our hospital, it is basically confirmed that this is an extremely rare retinal hypersensitivity syndrome, which may be caused by a non-lethal infectious disease that floats in the air and spreads through light."
"After you are infected with this disease, everything about you is normal except that your retina will be infected by the bacteria, which will cause you to see some strange hallucinations. This kind of hallucination can also be called trypophobia syndrome. In other words, what you see is just an illusion caused by the bacterial infection. It is just like the auditory hallucinations we all know, but it is clearer and more stable."
"Now the First, Third, Fifth, and Sixth Royal Hospitals have begun to treat patients on a large scale. We hereby implore all citizens to be cautious in everything. Crime is illegal. Do not talk about the end of the world just because of illness. His Majesty the Emperor has ordered the blockade of the city. Thirty emergency expert rescue teams will arrive soon. You will be treated soon. Live a peaceful life. Your loved ones are calling you."
"Please believe in His Majesty, please believe in science, please believe in your loved ones. They will not harm you. The culprit of all this is that bacteria, but we will definitely find a way to kill this bacteria. All this chaos and despair will eventually pass like a storm."
"Now, please cooperate with our volunteers, lay down your weapons, open your hearts, believe in each other, and the disease will eventually be cured."
After hearing this speech, Zhang Yang immediately realized that something was wrong. Sure enough, many of his new recruits showed a glimmer of hope in their eyes.
"It turns out that I am sick. I am dying. I need to go to the hospital. I still have my baby Yaya. I cannot lose my husband."
The woman who had been crying bitterly before got up and ran downstairs like crazy.
"Grasp--"
Zhang Yang opened his mouth, then fell silent again. He couldn't stop this kind of thing.
Soon, five or six more survivors rushed out, and they were also willing to believe that they were sick.
The rest of the people were also hesitant.
"Carpenter, do you think you are ill?"
"I'm not sick!"
"Well, it seems that I am not sick, but you must know the reason for this, right? It is not as simple as people say."
"In twenty-three hours, you will know the answer."
Zhang Yang said in a deep voice.
Another cell phone rang, it was the fat man's phone. He turned pale instantly, his thighs could not stand steadily, and he could only look at Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang stepped forward, took out the fat man's phone, pressed the answer button, and heard a man inside gasping and lowering his voice: "Son, it's the end of the world. There are monsters everywhere outside now, just like a biochemical crisis. Be strong and don't be fooled by the monsters' lies. Where are you? Don't rush home, find a solid place to wait for rescue. If there is no rescue, go and kill as many as you can!"
"If - if you also become a monster, son, then you must be a strong little zombie, grow up slowly, grow carefully, and don't mess with the army. The blue-fire Gatling gun is not something you can handle -"
"Uncle, Fatty is with me. We are fine. We are just surrounded. But you don't have to worry too much. If there are reinforcements, we will definitely be able to hold on."
Seeing that the fat father was talking further and further away, Zhang Yang quickly spoke and threw the phone to the fat man.
"Dad, Dad, there are monsters everywhere here, please drive over to pick me up, I want to go home, I don't want to die - uh, hang up on me, are you my real dad? Is there a real dad as unreliable as you?"
The fat man roared for a while, but after roaring, he was immediately revived with full blood and in great condition.
"Brother Yang, give the orders. I'm such an excellent tank, so it's no problem for me to crash into the building. Also, will equipment drop when I kill monsters? Will it drop skill books? I want a Doran's Shield... I don't mind a blue-fire Gatling gun..."
(End of this chapter)
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