Doomsday rat

Chapter 1193 I Come to the World

As if seeing the misery in the world, God didn't know which muscle was wrong, and actually shed a few tears, turning into light raindrops and falling on the world.Since the second half of the night, the light rain hasn't stopped much. In the early morning, the ground has been completely wet, and the sky is cloudy, which is particularly depressing.

Although the riots in the southern safety zone had stopped, the traces on the streets were still not obvious.Many shops along the street were burnt to ruins, along with the entire residential area, which collapsed into a pile of darkness, with no visible original appearance.

Only places like the Safety Zone Management Office, the Third Ring Entertainment City, Xiushan Apartment, and the small building of the Ping An Transportation Company with sufficient manpower and preparations barely survived. It is difficult to see that they have all experienced fierce battles.

Although it was already dawn, there was no one on the street. All the refugees who hadn't escaped, including the local managers, were all huddled in their temporary fortifications, holding guns in their hands, and staring outside. There will be a rattling sound of the bolt being pulled.

"Click...buzz...cough cough..." When the hands pointed at eight o'clock, there was a sudden noise of electric current on the street.The direction of the sound is not consistent, there are some in the north, and there are also in the south.

Anyone with sensitive ears, or who is relatively close to a certain remnant building, will find that there are a few more electric speakers on the roof of the Third Ring Entertainment City, Xiushan Apartment and Ping An Transportation Company.

That thing is usually installed on the top of the telephone pole, like a big horn in a village in the old world, conveying the notice of the village committee at any time.Now I don't know who dismantled it, four or five are put together, and the horns are facing the surroundings.

"Hi everyone, I'm Hong Tao, a former judge of the self-administered district, Hong Tao. I was assassinated a few months ago, but I survived and caught the murderer. At that time, I wanted to use this opportunity to bargain with the alliance government for some benefits. For example, further opening up the red zone, allowing refugees to obtain more living materials by their own ability.

But I was obviously a little naive, not only put myself in prison, but also implicated many like-minded people. Here I must sincerely apologize to them. Some people may have disappeared, and I can’t hear the apology.

Since ancient times, these people have been called pioneers and heroes, but when they die, they die. People only have one life, and no matter how bright the glory behind them is, they are still dead, and nothing can be seen.As long as there is a slight possibility, I think they are willing to choose again and avoid me, a villain!

That's right, I didn't die, I escaped by luck.When I was traveling day and night in the deep mountains and dense forests, I was basically a little discouraged, and I planned to go out to sea by boat and find a place that was not in the way for the rest of my life.

But the ancients said it well, I originally set my heart on the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch.At this time, the remaining companions and I were said to be the carriers of the zombie virus, and were nicknamed Mutants.

Mutated fucking wool, if we have the function of mutants, why don't we secretly bite and play in the safe zone, bite a few every day, after a few years, there will be at least [-] diehard loyalists, and we need to show our faces to do this in person do that?
So, anyone who believes in that nonsense, even half-believes, has not enough brains, and it is stupid to put it bluntly.Stupidity is a disease, terminally ill, and contagious.When a certain proportion of stupid people in a group, everyone will be gradually infected, and eventually the group itself will become stupid.

In the face of stupidity, my personal opinion is to eliminate, so I came back with a wave of zombies.As for why I can command zombies, whether I am a mutant, you may not believe the answer, but I still have to explain.

I'm not a mutant, I'm still a human.It's just that there is a substance in my body that is still unclear, which can be immune to the zombie virus, and at the same time can communicate with the living corpses, and then control the zombie group through the living corpses.

Speaking of this, some people may feel a sudden jump in their hearts. What I want to say is don’t be afraid. I am not here to take revenge. It’s not that I shouldn’t take revenge. I think it’s too cheap. harsher punishment.

How to punish for a while is not very important.I have a lot to say today, and I spent a whole night writing a draft for it.Don't be too wordy, as long as I keep talking, the zombie wave will not attack.The right is to listen to lectures for survival, and willing to record better. Some things are very important to everyone's future life. "

This time, it was no longer a crisp female voice coming out of the speaker, but a not-so-pleasing male voice.At this very moment, Hong Tao was sitting in the small space under the base of the transmission tower near Baihua Mountain, holding several pages of manuscript paper, reading with emotion and emotion, and there were dozens of blue devils and Zhuma guarding him outside.

That's right, he used the speed of the night and the blue devil to run back quietly in a small circle in front of the human line of defense.There is only one purpose, to use the illegal radio station to persuade the people in the capital base to put down their weapons and surrender.

Lead the army of zombies to sweep across the base of human survivors, become the well-deserved king of zombies in the world, dominate the world, let alone kill all human beings, arrest them as slaves, it can really be done.

But he doesn't want to be such a master of the earth, the reason is very simple, the bottom line.He is an individual, regardless of whether there are special substances in his body, or whether his body will change, he is still an individual from the perspective of thinking.

Leading the zombie tide to besiege the human base is just a way to force others to listen to him and listen carefully, just like using the living corpse Jiao Si to command the zombies to besiege the Pingnan Army.Whoever has the biggest fist speaks the truth, and there are many people who listen to it. This is called axiom!

"First of all, I want to talk about how everyone should live. This topic sounds a bit idiotic. Everyone has a head on their neck. Does anyone need to be taught how to live?

It is true that many people are very good at how to eat, drink, and sleep, but how to get the qualification to eat, drink, and sleep is a big problem, and it is also a question I want to discuss next.

From the moment the zombie disease broke out, there was no country, government or society on the earth we live in, and they were all completely destroyed. Everyone is an independent individual, and they can do whatever they want, including being recognized as illegal in the old world , Things that violate morality and humanity.

At the beginning, I didn't realize how important this lack was, but I focused all my energy on rescuing machinery and equipment, hoping to resume industrial production in the shortest possible time, and preserve as much human civilization as possible that might be destroyed down.

But as more and more survivors joined, the contradictions also increased.Some people want to go east and some people want to go west. The question is, who should we listen to?Who is right?

Due to the difference in the level of cognition of each person and the degree to which they are influenced by different regional cultures, it is difficult to achieve effective communication, understanding and compromise on this issue. As a group, the final result must be a breakup, and they might even fight each other with force.

So organizations emerged, which could also be called tribes or nations.The original purpose of establishing the organization is very simple. It is to unify the ideas of most members, let everyone pull the car in one direction, reduce mutual friction and loss, and speed up the progress.

I also did the same thing. When there were more than ten people, I established a small group called the rescue team, and then divided the work, and each person was responsible for a piece of work according to their specialties.

That period of time should be the most beautiful time. Everyone was busy with no distractions. When they were free, they sat together by the fire and drank wine, discussing what good things they found in the past few days, how many living materials they collected, and then imagined After a few days, I can take a hot bath and eat delicious meals. I am tired and unsafe, but very happy. A little bit of progress can bring great satisfaction.

However, as the number of people continues to increase, this relatively primitive organizational model cannot meet the needs. Without it, the efficiency of communication between individuals is too low. At this time, the representative system has to be put on the agenda.

The organization is divided into many small groups, and each group has a person in charge. The person in charge communicates one by one in the small group, and after forming the final opinion, he represents the small group and conducts a second communication in the whole organization, finally forming decisions across the organization.

(End of this chapter)