The expansion of the base requires a lot of manpower, and all aspects must be sufficient for the influx of people to find jobs to make a living. Of course, high-level psychics will still live much better than ordinary people, because only they dare to step out of the base to explore the base first. Even though Lin Su knows that there are no zombies that can hurt people nearby, they don't know.
The construction of the base is in full swing. In addition to the influx of ordinary people, high-level psychics have also joined.
"Hello, my name is Cheng Song, and I'm a level six wind-type...psychic." The man who came had glasses on his face and looked bookish. Those who could live decently in the end times either possessed great power themselves or were protected by powerful psychics.
"Level six?!" The person in charge had been told not to discriminate too much, but he was still shocked by the level.
According to his understanding, the highest level of psychics in other large bases was only level seven.
"Yes." Cheng Song smiled, "Any problem?"
The person in charge shook his head repeatedly and said, "There is no problem. We just need to record the purpose of a person with such high abilities like you coming to the base."
"Of course I'm here because I admire Mr. Lin." Cheng Song said with a smile, "He was able to produce such great research results in such a short time. He is simply the ray of hope that will end the apocalypse. I really hope to become his subordinate."
Although they all knew that Brother Lin was very powerful, his ability level was only level four. This person was really strange. However, masters always had some artistic and lonely qualities that ordinary people could not understand. The person in charge took note and said, "Okay, I'll have someone take you to your accommodation first. With such high abilities, as long as you are loyal, you will definitely be reused."
Cheng Song took the key and walked in. Behind him, a tall and imposing man was walking forward with a young boy. "Zhu Lang, level five earth-type ability."
"What about this one?"
"He's the one I brought with me. His name is Jiang Ruan..."
The subsequent questioning was still going on. Cheng Song smiled lightly and followed the enthusiastic guidance of the person in front of him.
A level six psychic is already capable of becoming the leader of a base. Having such a psychic join the base will definitely make everyone in the base feel more at ease. Lin Su naturally introduced this person to him separately.
Lin Su was somewhat polite in front of others, but when the two of them were alone, the sixth-level wind-type psychic stood in front of Lin Su and bent down: "Nice to meet you, Huang."
"Level eight." Lin Su saw through his level at a glance, but it was not a superpower, but the level of a zombie.
The zombies in front of him looked very much like humans, at least there were no visible flaws in their appearance.
Zombies evolve in levels, and when they reach a level that can look down on other zombies, they can be called kings, and the Zombie King is an existence that crushes everything. There seems to be a rule in a world line, that is, there can be many Zombie Kings, but there can only be one King.
"Yes." Cheng Song said respectfully.
"How did you know I was here?" Lin Su asked.
"A level six zombie told me that you were at the human base, so I came here." Cheng Song said with a smile, "I wanted to see what you were going to do and see if I could help you."
"You should still have memories of being a human." Lin Su looked at him and said.
As zombies become higher in level, their sanity becomes clearer. Memories that were once forgotten due to brain necrosis will gradually resurface, allowing them to remember everything about their human nature.
Living in a peaceful era, humans advocate equality for all, which is completely different from the hierarchical oppression among zombies.
In similar worlds in the past, once a group of zombies became the king, they would be reluctant to get close to the Zombie King, because then they would be suppressed by their talents and would have to obey his orders no matter what they did.
Cheng Song did not deny it: "Yes, I have all the memories of my life, but my five senses are incomplete, I have no heartbeat and body temperature, and I always feel like I am in a dream that I can't wake up from."
His state was obviously not yet fully evolved. Lin Su asked, "What do you want to do?"
"Do something interesting. Your Majesty, don't be too wary of me. Being a zombie is really boring. I have human memories in my head, as well as memories of being a low-level zombie chasing people and gnawing on them. Zombies don't need to eat. If I command many zombies to exterminate humans, all zombies will eventually die. In their current state, they can't live freely among the human population. Once discovered, they will have no choice but to fight to the death. But being a zombie is really boring." Cheng Song smiled, "You, Your Majesty, should have experienced this, so you returned to live among the human population."
Although the zombies' roars can be understood, they are still different from those of humans. Moreover, for the zombies who have regained their vision, the scene of them being exposed to the wind and sun for a long time, with green faces and fangs, and sometimes naked bodies, without any sense of shame is a bit shocking to the eyes.
"What did you do in your life?" Lin Su asked.
Whether it is a zombie or a human, his attitude is the same: I will not offend others unless they offend me. If the zombie he finds is confused, Lin Su will still deal with it, but since he is clear-headed, he can be of help.
There are many things that level eight zombies can do.
Cheng Song took off his glasses and wiped them before saying, "You might not believe this, but before the apocalypse, I was a gangster. I was the kind of boss who ran a place and collected protection money."
He looks more like a school teacher, but eyes can't lie, a person's eyes often reflect his experience.
Lin Su looked at him and was able to confirm that this was almost certainly his profession, but his status would be higher than what he said.
However, Cheng Song almost subconsciously retracted his fingers after seeing that look. As a man who had led many people before, the title and talent of the Zombie King were not enough to make him surrender. He came here just because he was bored. How could talent compare to IQ?
But that one glance made him feel as if he was seen through, a very bad and subtle feeling. How could someone who could see through him so easily be a fool who only relied on talent?
"Then I'll arrange some interesting things for you so you won't be bored all day." Lin Su stood up and walked past him. "It's a pleasure to work with you."
Cheng Song was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly, "Everything will be subject to Mr. Lin's instructions."
It was really seen clearly.
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