He was still in the mood to joke around at that moment.
You don't actually think it's funny, do you?
Qin Zhi suppressed his agitation and said, "The real culprit will eventually come to light. Wait a few days. Right now, your most important task is to isolate those who have been bitten by zombies."
Vice Commander: "Just a few days? How do you know?"
Qin Zhi: "..."
The vice commander, seeing that he didn't speak, asked, "How did you know?"
The silence was deafening.
Speechless: "I arranged it."
The commander understood, but the deputy commander, as if suddenly struck by lightning, uttered a shocking statement that was both laughable and absurd: "What! It's you!"
You two are only good at fighting zombies, I'm not kidding.
My brain works and it doesn't work. Communicating with idiots kills twice as many brain cells. They can't tell good from bad. How stupid!
"That's right, I also made it rain, to drive you guys crazy."
I finally realized something was wrong.
The commander spoke in a stern voice from his abdomen: "Since it's not Brother Qin, I believe you. There have been torrential rains in the Sichuan area, which have already flooded many places. There is no food supply this year, the people are in chaos, and the reserves are almost empty. What do you think we should do next?"
"What percentage remains?"
Deputy Commander: "How many are left? Too many people have come to the city recently, there's none left."
"The grain hasn't been harvested yet, but the reserves are gone?"
Since they were able to keep the little zombies, Qin Zhi had no intention of seizing power and didn't pay much attention to the base's food supply. He only knew that they had built a lot of buildings in the past six months, especially last month, when the streets were full of elderly people and children.
There were no young and strong figures to be seen at all.
He thought there would be some activity at the base.
Try to eliminate a portion of it.
Now it seems that some people can't hold back anymore.
The vice commander sighed.
"Who ordered the release of the grain? Didn't even your consent be required?"
The commander, his face full of worry, let out a heavy sigh:
"It was Xiao Lu. The base was able to be built thanks to her logistical support. She made repeated assurances this time, but things didn't go as planned."
Qin Zhi recalled the girl sitting opposite him at the meeting that day. She had said she had a spatial ability, which meant she had stockpiled a lot of supplies. Now, however, things had gone wrong.
Deputy Commander: "Brother Qin, give me some advice. I'm so worried. It seems like all sorts of bad things are happening at once."
Qin Zhi really didn't want to get involved, but if the base collapsed, even though escaping wouldn't matter, it wouldn't be as comfortable as being in a safe zone. "Transfer them from other provinces."
Commander: "There are zombies everywhere, and we can't contact them at all."
Deputy Commander: "Everyone is running for their lives, who would still be farming? They might not even have enough to eat, how could they possibly give us any?"
In the apocalypse, food is life itself. Who would be so generous? Not to mention giving it away, even buying it with money is highly unlikely.
With communications cut off, many things can only be deduced through guesswork. The people in the base city have no intention of leaving, as they have no idea what the outside world is like.
Qin Zhi was different; he had been traveling around a lot before.
After encountering the little zombie, he ran away and then searched for it in many places.
Indeed, food is precious in the apocalypse, but China is a vast country with abundant resources. There are many zombies in urban areas, as well as many sparsely populated areas. It is impossible for all of China's more than one billion people to just wait to die.
They need to eat, and everyone at the South City base knows how to grow crops; others aren't stupid either.
In some places, planting is still possible, but manual labor is replaced by machines.
As long as the end times continue, those who are worried about food will always be worried about food, while those who are not worried about food will not be prevented from drinking and eating meat.
"How will you know if you don't try? Do you two have anything else to do? If not, then we won't keep you for dinner."
Qin Zhi gave them the order to leave, and the two had no choice but to depart. A mountain of things awaited them: torrential rain, acid rain, zombies entering the base, and flooded rice paddies…
Qin Zhi watched the group of people leave, his eyes narrowing slightly.
Another two weeks have passed.
The situation is getting worse.
They did send someone to buy grain.
Unfortunately, there's been no word from them so far. I don't know if they're not around, went to a more distant place, or encountered zombies and met with misfortune.
The only good news is that the rain has stopped.
But the grain had already been flooded and moldy, the grain depot at the base was empty, and the people were full of complaints, blaming the base leaders for letting in some people who only knew how to eat grain for free and taking away their resources.
Not all those who were allowed in at the time were opposed.
Lu Panpan was able to sign the document not only because of her personal character, but also because many 'good people' in the city jointly reported to the leadership, hoping that those pitiful people would be accepted. Now their wish has come true.
They were the ones who pitied the people from the outer city and cried out the loudest for them to be taken in.
Now that resources are being seized by people from outside the city, they are the ones who are being criticized the most.
In places rife with hostility, human nature is incredibly complex. Once personal interests are threatened, you can't even imagine how wicked a person can become.
The South City base has been in operation for less than a year.
The same situation as the previous surface city has occurred.
Qin Zhi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the street below. A group of people were parading in the street, holding signs and chanting slogans. The gist of their slogans was that they wanted to drive out the people they had previously taken in, and that they wanted food, they wanted to survive, and so on.
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"Hey, hey, Green Crystal's corpse." Wen Xinxia quietly turned the key to open the door and called out in a low voice. He had learned to express himself with words and no longer howled.
The little zombie was holding a freshly roasted corn cob, nestled on the sofa, ready to eat, when he heard his younger brother calling him from the entrance. He took a bite, put it down, and chewed as he went over.
Tilting its head and blinking its eyes, it seemed to be asking: What's wrong with you?
Wen Xinxia asked softly, "Is your Corn King here?"
The little zombie swallowed the corn and nodded, "Yes."
Wen Xinxia was so startled that she stumbled, exclaimed "Holy crap!", immediately closed the door, and ran downstairs.
Little zombie: "…………"
Calculating the time, he thought Qin Zhi wasn't home and hadn't come looking for Green Crystal's body for quite some time. Now that there was a riot in the city, he was still thinking of clinging to the little zombie's big leg, but who knew his Corn King was here.
Wen Xinxia was terrified of Qin Zhi.
He could sense that the other person genuinely wanted to kill him.
A few months ago, he saw his photo appearing on telephone poles, shopping mall entrances, supermarket walls, weapons shops... everywhere. Unsurprisingly, he was arrested.
He's like a little zombie.
The more setbacks one faces, the stronger one's vitality becomes.
Can't be beaten to death.
Later, someone drew a vial of his blood and found that he was not contagious, so they released him and placed him in a new house, where he received relief food every day to keep him alive.
I've heard that the base is out of food.
There was no relief food to receive.
He's very emo.
I've been hungry for two days.
They came here thinking of finding Green Crystal's corpse.
Wen Xinxia had always assumed Qin Zhi had entered the inner layer of the base. Since he was inside, she assumed he would go out to stop the riot, but...
The boy was running with his head down, not paying attention to what was ahead. By the time he saw it and tried to brake, it was too late. He tackled the person to the ground, and Yu Bai fell so hard that he saw stars. Li Hao, who was behind him, came over to help him up.
Wang Zi, Wang Ting, and Wang Peng stepped forward.
Wang Ting: "Are you alright, Captain?"
Wen Xinxia quickly got up, bowed and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
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