Chapter 142 I'm Going to Be the Base Commander
The young woman had neat short hair, an oval face, and almond-shaped eyes; she looked to be around thirty years old.
She's quite pretty, but she has a very strong presence, like a domineering, powerful woman.
Ye Conglei frowned and pondered for a moment, then said, "I'll go out and take a look."
The middle-aged man standing next to her immediately tensed up. "President Ye, you are our hope. You stay here, and I'll have someone else take care of things."
Ye Conglei is that ice-type ability user.
When the zombie outbreak occurred, her superpowers awakened, and she immediately sensed that something was seriously wrong and reacted quickly.
While the others scattered in terror, she used her ice-based powers to kill zombies and save the survivors.
Then she had the survivors take up arms and fight back with her.
At the same time, she had someone turn on the factory's public address system and repeatedly told people not to panic and not to run around, as that would only hasten their deaths.
Pick up weapons, team up, and smash the zombies' heads. Then find a closed room to hide.
With her command and guidance, quite a few survivors were able to stay in the factory area.
Ye Conglei led the survivors to clear out the office building and had the doors and windows on the first and second floors nailed shut to prevent zombies from sneaking in and harming people.
In the days that followed, she led the survivors, using machines as weapons, to gradually clear out the zombies and rescue the survivors from the other factories.
The materials from each factory were then gathered in the office building.
They've been surviving in this building, clinging to an endless supply of bread and ice provided by Ye Conglei's ice-type ability as their water source.
With Ye Conglei around, they wouldn't die from the heat or lack water. Now that they heard Ye Conglei was going out on an adventure, they were naturally nervous.
To everyone's surprise, Ye Conglei raised a cold eyebrow and said sternly, "How many times have I told you, don't call me President Ye, call me Base Chief."
The Seed Base has been searching for people with superpowers, and whenever someone with superpowers contacts the Seed Base, they will send people to rescue them immediately.
Back then, when Qiu Zhiyi was in such a dangerous place as the Central Hospital, the Seed Base still sent people to pick him up, which shows how much the Seed Base values people with superpowers.
It's been almost two months since the apocalypse, so why is Ye Conglei, with her ice-type superpower, still hiding in this factory area instead of going to the base?
Because she didn't ask the seed base for help at all; she wanted to be the base manager herself.
This bakery was built by her parents. After she took over, she worked quickly and decisively to expand it, making the brand a great success.
She has been a strong-willed girl since she was a child.
Other girls, when they feel wronged, would go to their fathers or mothers for a hug.
When she's wronged, she only has one thing to say: "Dare to mess with me, and I'll smash your head in!"
So much so that her childhood friends, after being beaten by her, would turn and run away at the sight of her.
I was terrified that if I ran too slowly, she would beat me to death.
She still has this personality even after growing up.
When the zombie outbreak occurred, the other survivors were terrified and quickly sought help from the base, hoping to be rescued.
When Ye Conglei saw the zombie outbreak and realized what was happening, she only had one sentence to say.
"I'm going to be the base commander."
The middle-aged man quickly patted his mouth and corrected himself, "Yes, yes, base commander. I'm used to calling you General Manager Ye. There are hundreds of people in our base waiting for your protection. I'll send someone out to check the situation first, and you can make a decision after I've determined what's going on."
The zombie riot outside the other day was really scary. Our base can't be without a base commander, your safety is the most important thing.
The main problem is that without Ye Conglei and water, they would all die of thirst.
If anything happens to anyone, Ye Conglei must not be affected.
Unexpectedly, Ye Conglei waved her hand and walked downstairs, saying, "No need. I'm an ability user, not that fragile. I'll go out and take a look. If it's just an ordinary person, we'll bring them into the base to expand our base's scale."
"If they were superhumans, that would be even better. Persuading them to join our base would strengthen our capabilities."
The middle-aged man is the factory manager of the bread factory, responsible for all the trivial matters of the bread factory.
He worried, "What if they come to rob us? Of all the factories nearby, our bakery has the most food."
Ye Conglei snorted coldly, "They can't beat me."
The factory manager continued, "What if the other party is also a superhuman and comes to rob us?"
Ye Conglei: ...
She was speechless and turned to look at the nagging factory manager. "No, why are you talking so much? Go back quickly. I'll go and check quietly. I'll come back if things don't look good."
Ye Conglei quietly slipped out through a hidden door on the first floor, concealed in the night, and tiptoed along the wall toward the firelight.
Despite the factory manager's many nonsensical remarks, she still listened to them.
It would be very dangerous if the other party had someone with superpowers who came to rob them.
She would quietly check the situation, and if things didn't look good, she would run back to guard the base camp.
Ye Conglei sneaked up to the factory building in front, quietly poked her head out from the corner of the wall, and then quickly pulled it back in.
"Um?"
The scene flashed by so quickly that she wondered if it was just her imagination.
She was surprised to see a group of people, each holding a bowl, sitting on stools, eating around the stove by the light of the fire.
They chatted and laughed leisurely, as if this wasn't the apocalypse and they couldn't see the zombie corpses around them.
He looked so relaxed, as if he were enjoying the shade under a big tree in a park.
Ye Conglei sniffed, the rich aroma of meat filling her nostrils, making her mouth water uncontrollably.
The meat smells so good, it's not an illusion, it's real.
She poked her head out again, wanting to see what was going on.
To their surprise, instead of a scene of people eating, they were confronted with a cat's face right in front of them.
Her breath hitched, and before she could react, the big cat stretched out its sharp claws, hooked her clothes, and threw her far away.
Sharp claws tore her clothes, leaving several deep scratches on her shoulders.
"Awoo~"
Ta Xue let out a shrill roar and leaped over to hit her again.
Ye Conglei didn't care about anything else and quickly condensed ice spikes, aiming them at the black and white cat that was charging towards her.
"Tread on the snow, don't hurt anyone."
A soft, gentle voice rang out, and Ye Conglei felt an extremely intense heat wave rush towards her, causing the ice cones she had condensed to melt.
The ferocious big cat jumped to her side, stopped attacking, glanced at her, and left with an air of arrogance.
Before Ye Conglei could even catch her breath and think of a solution, a vine swam over, bound her tightly, and dragged her in front of the crowd.
Ye Conglei resigned herself to her fate and stopped thinking about how to escape.
Because there's no way to escape.
The factory manager is right; she was careless.
These people weren't just superhumans; they were incredibly powerful. The moment she showed up, she was completely helpless and was tied up.
This is a bit too strong, isn't it?
Logically speaking, no matter what kind of superhuman you encounter, as long as you face them head-on, you should be able to put up a fight.
This is completely different from what she expected.
She didn't even have a chance to make a move before she became a prisoner?
Tao Yarong, carrying a bowl, walked up to her and saw that it was a woman.
She first shoveled a mouthful of rice mixed with braised pork sauce, and asked vaguely, "What are you doing? Confess yourself."
His attitude was relaxed and quite disdainful.
This level of superhuman poses no threat to the current Dawn Squad.
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