Chapter 206 The Poor Kid in the Apocalypse 36
Chen Dalong waved his hand irritably and shouted into the inner room.
"Juanzi! Get me a glass of water!"
It turned out that Grandpa Li's daughter-in-law, now renamed Chen Juan, came out with a cup of murky water in a meek and unassuming manner. Even the murky water was now almost gone.
"Kang Kang! Where have you been?" Chen Dalong shouted again.
Grandpa Li's grandson, the thin little boy, also came out. Now he doesn't have the surname Li anymore; his surname is Chen.
Looking at his newly acquired wife and children, Chen Dalong's volatile temper calmed down a little, but his obsession with the villa only intensified.
He glanced at his dejected subordinates, who looked like stray dogs.
"Listen up, everyone! I'm going to take that villa!"
There must be countless treasures inside! Enough for all of us to live comfortably for years to come! Let's go again once the brothers have recovered from their injuries and we find a good opportunity!
If we can't take it, it means there are lots of good stuff inside. That place is so sturdy, easy to defend and hard to attack. I wish it were mine!
His sister-in-law has always been a person who knows how to enjoy life. The things she uses are definitely not cheap; they are all brand names. Before, at home, his sister-in-law always looked down on his family and considered herself superior.
Just then, a subordinate ran in with a long face to report.
"Brother Long, something terrible has happened! Our car is completely out of gas! We've searched all the gas stations within a ten-kilometer radius, but we can't scrape a single drop of fuel out of them!"
"If we try to walk to the suburbs, we'll be zombie food halfway there!"
These words brought Chen Dalong to his senses, and everyone fell silent. The car was out of gas, and if they wanted to get to the suburbs, they would have to walk dozens of miles, which would exhaust them.
Chen Dalong looked around and saw his men looking helpless. Suddenly, a somewhat outrageous idea popped into his head.
He slapped his thigh suddenly, his eyes gleaming.
"Damn it! Can a living person die from holding their pee? If we don't have gasoline, can't we use other power sources?"
"Go! Go catch a few zombies for me! Young and strong, the ones that look really tough!"
The men were all bewildered. What was going on all of a sudden? They couldn't eat zombie flesh.
"Brother Long? Catch, catch zombies?"
"Yes! It's about catching zombies!"
With seven or eight of you against one, can't you hold him down?
Use the strongest rope to tie my hands and feet tightly! No matter how powerful they are, can they turn over when they're tied up like dumplings?
Chen Dalong's face was very excited, even a little perverted, and his smile was somewhat sinister.
Although it seemed unbelievable, no one dared to disobey Chen Dalong's orders. After all, he was a very domineering and tyrannical person, and those who disobeyed him were likely to be killed.
A few days later, Chen Dalong's men, relying on their numerical advantage, managed to drag back two male zombies that looked relatively intact, not too badly decomposed, and were fast enough.
Two zombies, bound together like dumplings by several thick hemp ropes, were thrown on the ground and howled.
Chen Dalong personally went to the scene to direct the operation, ordering his men to securely fasten the tightly bound zombie to the front of a dilapidated tricycle, the source of which was unknown.
Then, he instructed one of his bolder henchmen to use a long bamboo pole to hold a piece of raw meat, still bloody and taken from some animal, and dangle it less than a meter in front of the zombie's head.
This piece of raw meat looks very strange; it looks like human flesh, somewhat like a human arm.
The moment the captured zombie smelled the blood and flesh, it went berserk, letting out strange cries and struggling desperately forward with even greater fright than before.
Last time, these things had no brains at all and acted entirely on instinct. Unexpectedly, when they struggled, the dilapidated tricycle was actually started to move, turning around and moving forward.
"It moved! It moved! Brother Long! The car really moved!"
The henchman holding the bamboo pole was both frightened and excited, and he shouted at the top of his lungs.
When Chen Dalong saw this, he was overjoyed and couldn't hide his smugness.
"Hahaha! Even God can't stop me! I'm a fucking genius! This thing is an inexhaustible treasure of energy!"
The subordinates next to him finally snapped out of their stunned silence. They all thought this method was too bizarre, but they dared not say it out loud. They quickly stepped forward to flatter him.
"Brother Long is amazing! He even came up with this kind of trick!"
"My goodness, this is pure, natural energy that doesn't even need any boosting!"
"Brother Long, your brain is a hundred times better than those guys in white coats!"
"With this zombie-drawn cart, we can go anywhere!"
"This is the real new energy!"
Chen Dalong felt very comfortable being flattered by these people, and with a wave of his hand, he shouted with great enthusiasm.
"Stop standing there! Hurry up and go catch more zombies for me! The more the better."
Damn it, if this really works, I'd love to have a whole crew of these workhorses who can work without eating or drinking!
No one could have imagined that Chen Dalong would come up with a way to use zombies instead of gasoline.
The experiment has actually succeeded. Although it looks awkward, there is no other way. So the group has no choice but to bite the bullet and continue searching for the laborer zombies.
After working for more than ten days, Chen Dalong felt that the preparations were almost complete, so he gathered his men again and prepared to set off.
They found a few four-wheeled vehicles that could still carry people. Although they were dilapidated, they were more stable than three-wheeled vehicles and less likely to tip over.
Each vehicle had three or four zombies with their hands tightly bound tied to the front with ropes. Inside the vehicle sat two people who were responsible for using long bamboo poles to carry chunks of meat and control the direction the zombies were moving.
There were several walking corpses, and the car was moving erratically and swaying, but there were actually several people sitting inside.
Everyone who saw it said it was a ghost; this team looked incredibly eerie.
This time, Chen Dalong was full of confidence, and even couldn't resist riding this vehicle around twice. Using zombies to pull a cart, he must be the first person in history to do this!
Who dares to say that Chen Dalong isn't smart?
Zombies don't need to eat, drink, or relieve themselves, but they're easy to break down. However, they're still better than cattle or horses. Anyway, the world is full of zombies now. We can just catch a few more after these few have rotted away. The world has no shortage of zombies.
The several lumps of raw meat hanging in front of him were still dripping blood. The zombies were drawn by the smell and ran wildly, feeling no fatigue or exhaustion. This time, Chen Dalong brought more comprehensive equipment.
Since there's electricity at the door and we can't get in, then we won't go in! He has plenty of ways; this time we'll outsmart him!
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