After the matter was explained clearly, everyone's impression of An Jingzhi completely reversed.
All those stupid things the original owner did were now seen by them as enduring humiliation and preparing for everyone.
The image of stupidity is directly transformed into wisdom and forbearance.
Everyone followed An Jingzhi's orders.
The group of people picked up the tools in the corner. Men, women, old and young all had the same weapons in their hands, and the worst one had a stick in his hand.
"I dreamed that the zombies' weak point is their heads. If you knock their heads off, they will die."
"It's no use hitting other places. They'll still move even if you hit them."
"If the zombies have just been killed, you can't approach them right away. They will still survive for a minute or two."
"Don't be afraid of these things. Although they look scary, they don't have much power except for their strength. As long as we overcome our fear, we will be able to wipe them out."
Everyone held weapons in their hands, listening to An Jingzhi's sharing nervously and anxiously.
These zombies are not very powerful in the early stages. If the country responds promptly, social order may be restored as quickly as possible.
But in fact, this doomsday came suddenly, catching everyone off guard. By the time they reacted, the zombies had already begun to evolve, and they missed the best time to recover.
In order to train everyone's courage, An Jingzhi decided to open the door a little and let the zombies in one by one for everyone to practice.
After hearing his idea, everyone agreed.
Although he hated the zombies outside, he also knew the weaknesses of those monsters.
But if they really had to fight face to face with real weapons, it would be difficult to overcome the fear in their hearts in a short period of time.
The warehouse's large iron gate is flanked by piles of boxes, on which people stand at a certain distance to avoid hurting others in case of accidents.
There is a chain in front of the big iron gate, which is tightly fastened. Even if the iron gate is opened, it can only be opened to a certain range.
This can prevent too many zombies from rushing in and breaking open the iron gate.
An Jingzhi also held a shovel from the warehouse in his hand, and looked outside the door vigilantly through the crack of the iron door. He saw a few wandering zombies outside, swaying slowly.
He turned and whispered to everyone, "Are you ready?"
Everyone held weapons in their hands and nodded nervously in silence.
The nervousness made them hold their weapons too tightly, and cold sweat kept coming out of their palms.
An Jingzhi held up three fingers and silently counted down to three seconds.
When the countdown ended, he opened the door a crack.
"roar!"
The two zombies wandering outside discovered the food inside the iron gate, roared twice, and ran towards the iron gate.
The zombie had just stepped halfway in when it could no longer squeeze in, and the iron door could not be opened. The chains on both sides were tightly clamped to prevent the iron door from being knocked open.
"Hurry up!"
An Jingzhi shouted loudly.
Everyone was so nervous that they couldn't even hold their weapons. They stood on the boxes, keeping a distance from the zombies so that they would not be scratched by them.
But when they saw the disgusting faces of the zombies, they still found it hard to get over it.
“Swish!”
Liao Wannian took action. He held a long iron rod in his hand. Standing on the box, he poked the zombie's head directly with the iron rod in his hand.
Unexpectedly, the zombies were easier to kill than he imagined. The iron rod went in and penetrated the zombie's body from the top of the head.
He thought of what An Jingzhi said, that only when the head is separated and lost will the zombie be truly dead. He used the iron rod to stir inside the zombie's head. Although the head did not fall off, the zombie staggered and fell down.
"roar!"
The iron gate was too small and could only allow one zombie to pass through. When the zombie in front fell down, the zombie behind it that was attracted quickly took its place.
With Liao Wannian's example, Guan Congsheng was not afraid. He stood in front of the right side and directly inserted a pipe into the zombie's eyeballs. He stirred it like Liao Wannian did, and the zombie slowly fell down.
Later, more than a dozen zombies were attracted over one after another. Judging from their clothes, they all looked like old employees of the food factory.
But the whole face was so ulcerated that it was hard to recognize who it was.
There were more than forty employees in the food factory, and more than a dozen of them suddenly turned into zombies, including those who were killed later.
There are only about twenty people left alive and standing with An Jingzhi.
Counting the number of people, An Jingzhi estimated that there were no more zombies in the food factory. The factory was located in a remote area, and no one would come here unless there was something important.
Most people had already killed the zombies with their own hands. An Jingzhi pushed away the zombie corpses blocking the iron gate with a stick and closed the iron gate to restore it to its original state.
Everyone looked at him with lingering fear and some excitement.
They didn't expect that killing zombies would be so easy, and the opponent's weaknesses were exactly the same as An Jingzhi said.
This once again proved that everything An Jingzhi did was because of that dream.
Those who originally had some doubts suddenly no longer had any doubts.
The other party has been following them since the end of the world. If it wasn't a real dream, how could he know all this?
"These monsters look scary, but they'll fall down with one blow."
"It seems that as long as we are careful and don't let them touch these things, they won't be that serious."
"You have to be careful. If you get touched by them, you'll become a monster like them."
"I just saw Lao Zhang, ah..."
An Jingzhi clapped his hands, attracting everyone's attention.
"Our iron gate has been open for quite a while, and no zombies have come in yet. Counting the number of people, I guess these are the only zombies left in the food factory."
"Now we have to go out in groups and thoroughly check the situation around the food factory."
Liao Wannian said nervously and excitedly, "Okay! If we work together, we shouldn't be in trouble."
"If we can clear out this food factory, we will have food and drink and be safe for the time being," said Guan Congsheng.
"Jingzhi, did you dream about when the end of the world will end?" Liao Wannian asked.
An Jingzhi shook his head. It hadn't ended when the original owner died, so how could he know when it would end?
"I only dreamt of bits and pieces."
Liao Wannian sighed with some regret, then cheered himself up and said to himself: "It's okay, Jingzhi, it's a great blessing for you to dream about those scattered fragments. You can't be too greedy."
Then they divided into five teams, either four or five people.
Coming out of the warehouse, I carefully inspected the production line, cafeteria, and other surrounding areas.
An Jingzhi was holding a shovel in his hand and was in a group with Guan Congsheng. He didn't hear any movement along the way.
But there was no guarantee that other zombies would run over here, so several people faced several directions and observed their surroundings very vigilantly.
When they arrived at the production workshop, they saw the entire workshop covered in blood, which showed what a tragic scene had happened before.
Everyone endured the nausea and vomiting, observing as they walked, and fortunately they did not encounter any zombies.
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