Chapter 70

Power and desire are always with human beings.

At the end of the world, evil thoughts grow uncontrollably. Under the law of the jungle, the strong pursue greater strength and absolute control over the weak. Plunder and profiteering become natural and "necessary for survival."

The weak succumb to the oppression and judgment of the strong, and those who cannot adapt disappear. Those who survive continue to be exhausted physically and mentally without seeing the future.

The weak who recognize reality become decadent, destitute, crazy and desperate, while those who do not recognize reality hate everything in the world. They think the selfishness of the strong is evil and the kindness of the strong is taken for granted as a sign of human nature.

People were divided into distinct camps and classes, and different groups of people hated each other.

The fourth-order mutant trained by the base is called Liu Yingyao. He is only 22 years old now. After experiencing the apocalypse for a year, the pure fire in his heart has not been extinguished. He wants to rush out to fight with red eyes.

But it doesn't work.

"The location of the Zombie King is still unclear. If something happens if you go there now, everything will be over!" The officer next to him grabbed him.

If it weren't for the instinct to obey orders, Liu Yingyao would have rushed out regardless and started fighting the zombies outside.

Seeing that Liu Yingyao had stabilized, the decision-makers at the base nearby continued to pay close attention to the battle situation. They heard a 50-year-old middle-aged man with a serious face. The expressions of the others were getting worse and worse, but he was the only one who managed to stabilize himself and kept looking at the battle scene in the distance with a telescope: "Are you sure that all the superpowers in the base refuse to go out to fight?"

"Confirmed... Leader."

The middle-aged man spoke slowly: "Control the families of these psychics and use helicopters to drop them off at the battlefield. Count every ten minutes. If a psychic fails to force out a psychic of the same level every ten minutes, throw one of their relatives down."

The secretary who was in charge of passing on the message was shocked when he heard this.

In this case, even if they survive this crisis, the psychics will no longer be used by the base, which means they have completely broken off relations.

The leader continued, "If threats are useless, then just kill the mutants and push their relatives out of the base walls."

Some people, like the secretary, still had expectations about the role of people with special abilities, and were terrified when they heard this.

Others, especially those whose teammates died on the battlefield, just felt happy! Why should they fight here while those psychics and their families can still be well at home! But... "There are more psychics than us, can we control them?"

The people in the technical department responded immediately: "Those people, especially the third-level mutants, are afraid of death, so they asked us to build a thick wall and iron gate for their villa. The iron gate is electric, and we can modify the program and then cut off the power to lock them in."

The specifications of the villa's wall are almost the same as those of the villas or courtyards found in many small bases outside. Ordinary people or first-level zombies cannot push it, so ordinary relatives of the psychics cannot push it either. It can only be controlled by an electric switch.

Since it is electronically controlled, there is room for the technical department to manipulate it. Just slightly change the circuit settings, cut off the power and lock it, and a group of ordinary people who are not good at technical work can only be tied up obediently.

There are indeed not many people with special abilities in the base who come from the military or government system, but there are many people in the base.

One person holds a gun and points it at so many people in the villa. No matter how powerful the psychic is, he cannot protect all the relatives at the same time.

What's more, they also have Liu Yingyao, a fourth-level psychic, so it is not a problem to control the three third-level psychics in the base.

Liu Yingyao also had brothers on the battlefield, so when he heard the order, he went out without saying a word to get people.

After the order was passed down, the people next to him couldn't help but say, "What are we going to do when the zombie tide subsides... Alas."

"Solve the problem first, then end it." The leader stood up straight. "My opinion is that we should not end it. If the mutants are unwilling to contribute, then leave. If they don't leave now, we will be the ones to leave when the weapons are exhausted. "No, maybe they will keep a few hundred people and work like slaves to maintain the basic living standards in the base. The others and us will be pushed out to feed the zombies, or become zombies."

"We've gotten over this crisis and asked them to leave. This is a good way to part ways amicably."

There were screams and curses coming from the base. Some relatives who didn't believe in the evil tried to fight back, and blood was splattered on the spot.

The people with special abilities were all alone, without any family members to threaten, and they had no intention of wiping out the zombies. So, all of them were expelled from the base one by one.

A third-level psychic has no family, and his team of psychics are all lonely and form an elite group, so they naturally don't want to leave the house with nothing.

They raised their loudspeakers, shouted and organized other stragglers without families to fight against the base, causing considerable commotion and casualties.

Liu Yaoying, a fourth-level psychic, quickly wiped out the third-level psychic team, but he did not have time to control the other psychics, big and small, in time, and many people died.

When the riots were settled, the base really did as they said, using six helicopters to carry hundreds of people and fly in the direction of the six zombie waves. If the psychic couldn't keep up and didn't contribute, then the ropes on his family would be lowered.

The family will land on the ground "safely" and intact - into the zombie swarm.

On this day, everyone in the base completely abandoned their original titles and names, and simply called themselves spearmen, fighting only for the survival of the base.

* The addition of the superpowers quickly brought a turnaround to the tragic battle situation.

There were more and more mutant zombies to chase, and they popped out from every corner and ran head-on into the gun bombs.

There were two million zombies, and although there were a large number of superpower zombies and some of them were level four superpower zombies, the situation was eventually brought under control quickly.

What’s very strange is that the Zombie King has never shown up.

After Fu Erdie and his crew flew for two hours in a box truck and arrived at the D City base, the battles in other directions had all been over, and the zombie king had not yet shown up.

This led to a very embarrassing situation - except for a small number of people who killed the zombies and obtained the complete crystal core on the spot, no one else dared to touch the crystal core easily.

In the end, some superpowered people took the risk and searched the corpses in a certain area according to their memory, and only then did they tremble and touch a small amount of crystal cores. They didn't dare to look at the superpowered zombies that were shot down by other people or other bombs.

When Fu Erdie entered the city, he found that the base was counting something up and down, and materials were being moved from the psychics' accommodation area to a special storage area.

As for the accommodation area for people with special abilities, there was no one else except the employees and people with special abilities who came and went.

She raised an eyebrow.

The leader hesitated for a moment, but didn't say much. He diligently led Fu Erdie and others to the base's decision-making office building.

Obviously, this was beyond the standard of the ordinary reception that had been offered to those who had come to the base before.

Fu Erdie and Sang Wenhao looked at each other, and calmly protected Han Zhi and Cen Xiyang who was holding the zucchini in the middle.

Several people were led to a clean, spacious and well-facing room.

There is a set of solid wood office desks and chairs at one end of the room, and in the middle is a large sofa and coffee table for meeting guests.

The four of them were sitting in the guest seats, and before they could even get comfortable, a middle-aged man in his fifties wearing a suit walked in.

He signaled them not to stand up, asked his secretary to stand by, and introduced himself: "My name is Rong Le'an, the leader of the D City base, and the current general manager of D City."

Fu Erdie: “…”

The rest of the superpower team: "..."

Aren't they just a small team that can't even be considered a base in cooperation with City D? How come they are suddenly meeting the big boss of City D here? Before the apocalypse, this would be like going to the government to handle some business, or just coming to consult and take a look without doing anything, but the person they meet is not a grassroots civil servant, but the governor here.

There is a sense of confusion.

Although the leader told them not to stand up, Fu Erdie still stood up and shook hands with Rong Lean: "I am the director of Senyu Community, my name is Fu Erdie."

Rong Le'an's polite handshake was just like practicing timing with a stopwatch, not a second more or less, showing his solemnity and formality without being overly enthusiastic.

After the two sides introduced themselves, they sat down. Rong Le'an said, "I know young people nowadays don't like beating around the bush, so I'll first explain why I'm here. I want to do a long-term deal with Senyu Community, or with you, the director of the Butterfly Garden."

Fu Erdie tapped her toes for a moment when she heard the term "Butterfly Garden Director", but she quickly reacted, "We are just a small group. The largest volume of our transactions with City D is just a few dozen or a hundred employees, or equipment rental fees of 10,000 kilograms of food a month. 10,000 kilograms of food can't even meet your daily food needs, so I'm afraid there won't be much room for more valuable transactions."

Rong Le'an anticipated what Fu Erdie would say, so he didn't interrupt and listened patiently before saying, "There won't be an ordinary community with a fifth-level superpower. Am I right?"

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His voice was just like him, steady and serious, with no fluctuations in tone or expression.

But this sentence was like a thunderclap, which stunned everyone in Fu Erdie.

Her expression remained calm, and she pretended to be ignorant and said, "Are there already fifth-order superpowers? I don't even know. But even if there are, they are not in our community."

Rong Le'an's serious face showed a barely perceptible smile: "I believe you are. If you are not now, our base can also do its best to assist you and make you a fifth-level player."

Fu Erdie looked at him deeply.

Sang Wenhao had already raised his metal shield and stood in front of Fu Erdie in a defensive and counterattacking posture.

Seeing this, the secretary behind Rong Lean and the guard standing in the corner immediately became alert.

Neither side drew their guns or exposed sharp metal blades. Some people didn't even know why they became so nervous and ready to fight.

Fu Erdie looked into Rong Le'an's eyes and said, "You said you don't beat around the bush, but it looks like you're beating around a lot."

There was no point in playing dumb, as it was obvious that the leader of City D in front of her had already determined that her ability was above level four.

Is it inferred, or is there a traitor in the community? No, it should be a detection device.

Fu Erdie patted Sang Wenhao on the shoulder, signaling him to put away the metal shield: "The detection equipment at the D City base is really amazing."

Seeing that she understood, Rong Le'an smiled politely, "Our infrastructure and technology are all developed continuously while retaining as many technical talents as possible. A technical team of thousands of people can allow the detection equipment to detect superpower fluctuations hundreds of kilometers away, and can also detect the superpower conditions of people with no attribute superpowers."

"If it were other bases, when they saw someone with superpowers that their normal instruments could not detect, they would definitely think that there was something wrong with their instruments, or that the other party had some hidden means. But when you first came to our base and we could not detect it, we did not doubt our instruments. Instead, after investigation and research by the technical department, we confirmed your identity as a person with no attribute superpowers."

Rong Le'an bowed his head and apologized: "No offense, we have no ill intentions."

Fu Erdie neither nodded nor shook her head, but was just thinking, technology is indeed important in any context.

"And you used other crystal cores to specifically test my abilities?"

Rong Lean: “Yes.”

He clapped his hands and asked his men outside to bring a tablet-sized detector that was obviously much more sophisticated and delicate.

This detector does not require Fu Erdie to input his superpowers, and it does not even require contact. It directly displays the superpower level of the person with no attribute superpowers in the room - that is, Fu Erdie's superpower level, level five.

Looking at the number, Fu Erdie tapped the armrest of the sofa with her fingers.

Cen Xiyang and Han Zhi next to them looked at the detector in disbelief, and then looked at Fu Erdie and Sang Wenhao who looked calm.

It turns out that Butterfly has really reached level 5?! When did this happen? Fu Erdie was wondering what the purpose of the D City Base doing this was? To win her over? But how could she, a superpower who had nothing to do with D City, win her over?

"What kind of deal do you want to make?" Fu Erdie said directly.

Rong Le'an: "We will use all the remaining crystal cores, as well as the crystal cores we just captured on the battlefield, and the news of the zombie wave coming in the future, to exchange for plants that can be grown by your plant-based ability and produce food by feeding on garbage every day."

Fu Erdie shifted her gaze from the detector back to Rong Le'an's face: "So it was Xu Qi who told you about my plants."

Rong Le'an did not deny: "This plant is too important to us."

In the conference room, Rong Le'an spoke frankly and explained the entire situation in City D.

"In ancient times, when productivity was low but there was no pollution, our 30,000 mu of land could barely feed 30,000 people. But now the land is polluted, and with natural and man-made disasters, we only have 2 million kilograms of grain a year. But our 30,000 people work hard and consume 20 million kilograms of grain a year. This gap is too big."

As he spoke, he looked at Fu Erdie with a glimmer of hope: "Your plant-related abilities can save people."

Fu Erdie frowned.

Twenty million jin, or ten thousand tons.

Thirty thousand people may not sound like a lot, but the demand is so huge. The most important thing is that the output is only 1/10 of the demand.

"I heard from Xu Qi that the food distributed by Senyu Community is picked by employees from the plants in their own rooms. On average, one plant can produce 700 to 800 grams of food a day. That person can be full with two plants without having to do heavy work." Rong Le'an said sincerely again, "We need this deal. If the cooperation is pleasant, we can continue to cooperate on the intelligence of the zombie tide in the future."

"After all, for us, the zombie tide is a completely bad thing. But for you, it is a good thing for the advancement of plant abilities, isn't it?"

Fu Erdie was about to reply when hurried footsteps were heard outside. The office door was knocked and then pushed open: "Chief! The zombie king appeared and swept away hundreds of thousands of zombies in the southeast direction and all the psychics who were there at the time!"

(End of this chapter)