The end of the world: from devouring, my corpse king rises

Chapter 8

A dazzling effort.

It's been almost a week since the end.

Lost maintenance, and even unintentional destruction by mutated creatures such as zombies, many signal base stations and underground optical cables were damaged.

The network has crashed.

Only satellite TV, text messages and phone calls are left, and the exchange of information between people can barely maintain.

And these days.

All news, big and small, from the outside world is sent to everyone who still has a mobile phone through text messages.

As a result, Zhang Yang learned a lot about the changes in the outside world.

And most importantly.

Even in the urban area where Zhang Yang is located, an official shelter has finally been established, with relatively strong armed forces and many evolutionary escorts.

According to the promotional introduction in the text message, in the past few days, the shelter has repelled several attacks from corpses.

It is preparing to expand outward, rescue survivors, and regain lost ground.

Named "Project Revitalization"!
even.

In order to make the survivors have more confidence in the shelter, the official also specially announced the top ten most powerful evolutionists in the shelter, and declared that as long as these people are there, they will be able to save their compatriots, wipe out zombies, and recover the city.

The list is as follows:

No. 001: Zhao Jie, Shadow System Evolver, Level [-];

No. 002: Zhao Yalin, Evolver of Psychic Power, Level [-];

Number 003: Xu Cong, power evolutionist, first-order;
……

The more you look at Zhang Yang's mouth, the more it rises.

Finally turned into a chuckle:
"That's it?"

It's not that Zhang Yang is arrogant, but that these evolutionaries who have been placed with high hopes are really unable to make it to the stage.

There are at least a thousand members in such a large sanctuary, and there are nearly a hundred evolutionaries.

However, among the top ten strongest, only two have barely reached the second level, and the rest are all first level.

It may look beautiful.

But in the eyes of the real strong, it is nothing more than nothing.

To deal with these guys, Zhang Yang didn't even need to do it himself. Arranging the tyrants to go there would be able to send most of them away. The threat level was far inferior to the troops with heavy firepower and large numbers of people.

Zhang Yang wanted to see it.

This so-called "revitalization plan", how will the people in the shelter be implemented.

but.

Think of the troops.

There was an idea in Zhang Yang's mind, but he hadn't had time to push it forward.

Now you can give it a try.

then.

He walked out of the villa.

Came to a relatively empty square in the community.

"tyrant!"

One order, on call.

Hearing the corpse king's order, the tyrant, who was patrolling nearby, immediately pricked up his ears, and then, like a dog who heard his master's call, his burly body over three meters high rushed towards him.

"Brother, are you looking for me?"

That's right.

After a few days of evolution.

Tyrants also possess the ability to speak.

From a dumbass who couldn't speak, he evolved into a dumbass who could talk.

And behind him, a group of about dozens of zombies who also evolved a little intelligence also rushed over, bowed slightly, and showed respect to Zhang Yang, who was the king of corpses.

He glanced at the tyrant and these zombies.

They can be said to be the pro-guard of publicity.

Not only is his strength stronger, but his brain has also evolved to be more clever, and he can already understand simple commands or perform some mechanical tasks.

Today, Zhang Yang intends to give his personal guards an armed upgrade.

Get those hoarded crossbows and swords out of the panel space.

Zhang Yang ordered the zombies to take their hands and distribute them, and demonstrated how to operate these weapons, and let the zombies learn bit by bit.

Let the zombies use cold weapons, this kind of idea cannot be said to be unprecedented, at least it is also a brainstorming.

But not without the possibility of success.

Zhang Yang looked at these zombies, groping a little bit, probing a little bit.

Three more days passed.

Zhang Yang, who had been successfully promoted to the fourth rank, brought the tyrant to inspect the training results of the Zombie Guards. The results did not exceed his expectations, and indeed achieved results.

I saw that after several days of groping.

Most of these zombies whose thinking is rigid, but still have a little bit of aura, have successfully learned it.

Especially zombies assigned to simple weapons such as knives, guns and sticks.

Basically, they can smash and slash twice with a swing, and some even go one step further, figuring out a complete set of saber techniques, as if they were martial arts practitioners in their lifetime.

Zhang Yang called out the martial arts zombie.

After looking at it for a while.

It can be seen that the martial arts zombies also have certain potential, so they can be cultivated.

and so.

He threw a piece of fresh flesh.

He also named the martial arts zombie who couldn't wait to feast on it, "Ba Dao", and officially accepted it as a subordinate.

Ba Dao nodded heavily, feeling very honored to be the younger brother of the corpse king.

then.

After the tyrant, Zhang Yang got another capable general, Ba Dao!

The strength is at the first level.

Not too strong.

But it's not a big problem to hit the top ten official shelters.

Afterwards, Zhang Yang turned his attention to those zombies holding bows and crossbows.

As a more complicated cold weapon, there are not many zombies who have successfully learned it, about one-third of the probability, and one-third of them are confused and loosen the bowstring or pull the trigger to kill themselves. own.

Turn it into the nutrient of other kind, so that the strength of the same kind has been improved.

Selfless dedication belongs to yes.

In this regard.

Zhang Yang didn't care.

Moreover, the results achieved by the pro-guards are enough to satisfy him.

As the saying goes, when a zombie takes a weapon, everyone has to cry.

Imagine.

If there were survivors who didn't have eyesight and ran here, they thought they were just surrounded by corpses and still had a glimmer of life.

As a result, a group of zombies suddenly pulled out their swords, bows and crossbows from behind, and aimed at them in unison.

that scene.

It's fun to imagine.

Zhang Yang simply ordered that if any ordinary survivors enter the territory, only one will be left alive, and the rest can be disposed of by themselves.

As soon as the words came out.

Tyrant, Ba Dao, and the guards were all excited.

A pair of scarlet rays of light emerged from the eyes.

I can't wait to tie up a few humans from the outside immediately, let them have fun and have fun!
And luckily.

They didn't have to wait long.

……

this day.

Several people walked through the streets and alleys, and entered the high-end residential area, Shenhu Longjing.

This team came from the official refuge, led by two semi-evolved beings who were about to fully awaken, and brought three relatively strong young people. It was a common team configuration for going out to search for supplies and rescue survivors.

The purpose of their trip.

It is to search for materials.

however.

I don't know if the previous teams searched too thoroughly, or some other forces around took the lead.

In short.

In two or three streets around here.

Regardless of the size of the supermarkets, shops, and small shops, they have not found any supplies. If this continues, they will only return empty-handed, unable to pay their jobs, and even unable to eat.

　Ask for a recommendation ticket

　　


(End of this chapter)