The Walking Dead: Rebuild

Chapter 151 Shanshanzhai and the Sound Followers

After sunbathing on the beach during the day, Lyon and his party checked into a luxurious seaside hotel in the evening.

Although the layout of the luxury hotel has become a bit outdated after several years, the exquisite and luxurious interior decoration and high-end solid wood furniture are still as pleasing to the eye as ever.

After a sumptuous seafood dinner, Leon left the children, large and small, in charge of his two wives and several young maids, while he went alone to the balcony on the third floor and leaned back on a lounge chair. , smoking a cigar, looking up at the clear starry sky, admiring the vast and magnificent scenery.

Without human industrial pollution and colorful light pollution, the sky has finally returned to its original appearance.

Sometimes Leon would think that perhaps it is precisely because humans are pests in nature and worms on the earth that this kind of world-destroying punishment occurs.

This may be nature's self-regulation, maybe.

Just when his mind was empty and he even began to think about some philosophical issues, Constantine came again, bringing two panic-looking survivors with him to ask to see him.

"Giant turtle?"

"Yes, boss."

Constantine pointed to the two middle-aged men sitting on the luxurious leather chairs, who were a little restless, and said:
"These two people are Marco and Chuck. They are the workers I arranged to go into the water to collect radioactive seaweed."

"This afternoon, together with a dozen other team members, they all saw the huge monster turtle. It was definitely not an illusion."

Leon stroked the stubble that had just grown on his chin, then set his eyes on the two middle-aged men, and asked kindly:

"Mr. Marco, Mr. Chuck, don't be nervous. Can you tell me what the turtle you saw looks like?"

"I need to know the truest intelligence."

When the two middle-aged men, who were meeting the President of the People's Republic of China for the first time, heard this, they immediately nodded and bowed, and replied with excitement and anxiety:
"Okay, Your Excellency the President!"

"This afternoon, we went to collect seaweed as usual after lunch. We were originally working..."

Ten minutes later, when Constantine sent away the two middle-aged collectors and returned to Lyon's study, he found that the big boss didn't seem to care about the monster and was leaning leisurely on the leather chair. Reading through an English classic.

So he asked:
"Boss, how are you going to handle this matter?"

Leon raised his head and glanced at Constantine, then put the book in his hand on the table and said nonchalantly:
"You must remember, Monsieur Constantine."

"The world has changed in an unpredictable way. We are just a group of survivors struggling to survive. As long as it does not hinder our survival, how can we have so much energy to mind these nosy things."

Seeing that Constantine still had some worry on his face, Leon said comfortingly:

"Of course, this is also because this turtle monster does not show much aggression and will not necessarily actively provoke us."

"I will ask the scientific research department to find a way to leave a locator on the turtle and explore what is hidden in the cave. In this way, we can continue to collect radioactive seaweed while it is out."

"Since both parties are currently in peace, don't make trouble for us, okay?"

Perhaps convinced by Lyon's reasoning, perhaps out of obedience to the supreme leader, Constantine did not dwell on this matter anymore, but discussed another matter with him.

"Boss, regarding the new zombie city, I have found the target."

"It is the town of Venus, more than 100 kilometers away from Port Saint Lucie."

Speaking of this matter, Leon also became somewhat interested. He stood up and found a laptop in the study. He directly connected it to the military satellite through the internal device and quickly found the town of Venus mentioned by Constantine.

A very ordinary European and American style town. If there is anything special about this town, it is that the town is located in a remote location, far away from the road. It is difficult to find it without looking for it.

Moreover, the various construction facilities inside the town are quite dense. As long as a wall is built outside the town, the entire town can basically be surrounded.

However, as a small town less than [-] kilometers away from the St. Lucy Nuclear Power Plant where the nuclear explosion crisis once broke out, the various buildings in the town of Venus, as well as the surrounding woods and environment, were all affected by the huge shock wave generated by the nuclear explosion. , destroyed a considerable part.

It looks like a ruin that time has forgotten.

Constantine pointed to a place in the picture and said to Lyon:
"Boss, the reason why I chose this place is largely because of this medium-sized wind power station."

"Due to the terrain, this wind power station was not destroyed in the nuclear explosion. It only needs simple repairs and the town can regain its power supply."

“And there are quarries and water sources not too far from here.”

"These external conditions are conducive to our building a zombie city."

While thinking about the favorable conditions mentioned by Constantine, Leon observed the environment around Venus Town. After thinking for a few minutes, he finally agreed with his statement, nodded and said:

"It's not bad. Let's stay here for the time being. The location is hidden and it's also within the radiation zone. It basically meets the conditions I mentioned."

He closed the computer, nodded appreciatively to Constantine, and said:

"You're doing well, Mr. Constantine."

"The manpower to build the wall and transform Venus Town will be prepared by your sub-base."

"I will send construction experts and some soldiers to assist you and go to those places in Florida that have not yet been cleared of zombies to capture the zombies."

"Once the Zombie City is completed, we will have a place that can steadily provide special mutant zombies."

"This is enough to ensure that our zombie technology will not be stagnated due to the shortage of raw materials."

When Constantine heard this, he immediately shook his head humbly, and complimented Lyon and said:

"I just did what I was supposed to do, Mr. President."

"It's your foresight that always makes me admire."

"We ordinary people regard those zombies as horrible and disgusting monsters, and have never thought of how to use them. Only you can abandon those worldly concepts and think of using captive methods to enhance the power of our human alliance."

………………

Hilltop Village, Ohio.

This is a secret stronghold far away from cities and villages, away from zombie monsters. It is located on a hillside at a higher altitude, with wooden walls and a sturdy and spacious museum.

Gregory found it first, and then took in some survivors who followed him one after another.

Although Shandingzhai itself is not rich in resources, with the advantage of being far away from zombies, they began to plant crops, hunt in the nearby forest, and search for resources in nearby cities.

Although it was a bit difficult, and although it went through many twists and turns, the camp gradually developed into a refuge with dozens of people.

However, such a peaceful life did not last long.

A year ago, a group of survivors called the Salvation Army found them, killed several of their rebels with overwhelming numbers and fighting power, and quickly disintegrated the resistance of Shandingzhai.

Since then, this united and peaceful community has become the breadbasket of The Salvation Army.

Every once in a while, a certain amount of supplies and food must be provided to the Salvation Army, otherwise, what awaits them will be killing and slavery.

"Why are there so few supplies this time? It's not enough."

"You must pay according to the amount we agreed on."

Gavin frowned and stared at the old man in a suit and tie in front of him. Although his tone was calm, his words were full of threats.

"Otherwise, we'll take it ourselves."

"When the time comes, you know what's going to happen."

When Gregory saw the faint murderous intent on the faces of the Salvation Army group, he immediately became timid. Before the disaster happened, he was a bureaucrat and a politician, and he had no so-called courage and responsibility in his heart.

After being slightly frightened by the villains of the Salvation Army, his legs were a little weak, but there really wasn't much food left in the mountain village. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue:

"Then...then you give us a few more days, and I will make up for you according to the agreed quantity, okay?"

Gavin snorted impatiently, and his cursing voice became stronger.

"No, old bastard, everyone must abide by the rules set by Negan."

"I have to take away the agreed amount today, otherwise, we will get it ourselves."

Hearing the little boss Jiawen's scolding, other members of the Salvation Army also smiled maliciously, and raised their guns one after another, aiming at Gregory.

This attitude of going on a killing spree if they disagreed almost scared Gregory to the point of peeing.

He involuntarily took a few steps back and bumped into the survivor named Jesus behind him. His feet slipped and he almost fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Jesus helplessly supported Gregory's body with his palms, walked forward and said to Gavin: "Mr. Gavin, it's not that we don't want to hand over enough food, but this year's harvest is really not good. "

"Everyone should be aware of the current situation. The food in the city is basically inedible, and we can only rely on farming to fill our stomachs."

“The fewer people we have, the less food we can grow.”

Jesus looked at Gavin with sincere and firm eyes and said:

"We really don't have enough food now. Even if we are forced, there is nothing we can do, but we found a place where food should be stored."

"So, please give us three days. When we find the food, I will personally transport them to the Salvation Army's base."

Gavin squinted at the man with good temperament in front of him, and then looked at the figures behind the wall who were ready to move in the mountain village. After thinking for more than ten seconds, he said in a deep voice:
"Negan likes people with courage. After three days, you must send the remaining food to our base, and you must increase it by [-]%."

"Otherwise, we'll show you what Negan's wrath is."

Upon hearing Gavin's rather excessive request, Jesus' expression did not change at all, and he readily agreed.

It was not until the Salvation Army people left with all the supplies provided at the top of the mountain and were far away that Gregory regained his condescending attitude and said to Jesus in a complaining tone:

"We simply don't have that much food, and we haven't found a place to store it."

"In three days, what are we going to give to the Salvation Army people?"

Jesus looked at Gregory with an expression of hatred, and without saying anything, he turned around and walked back into the stronghold.

This so-called leader is unreliable, Jesus knew very well in his heart, but so far, although Gregory has not had any major credit, he has no major fault either.

Although the residents of Shandingzhai looked down upon him, they had no intention of pulling him down.

However, judging from his performance against the Salvation Army, Gregory was too weak and was indeed unfit to continue to be the leader of Shandingzhai.

If he continues to be in charge, it won't be long before Shandingzhai will completely become a slave of the Salvation Army and be at their mercy.

Time was running out, and Jesus didn't have much time to think about those troublesome things. He packed some weapons and luggage and walked out of the camp alone.

If the food cannot be settled within three days, more serious conflicts will definitely break out between the Shandingzhai and the Salvation Army, and the Shandingzhai, which has a small number of people, will definitely suffer.

As someone who had watched the mountain village being built bit by bit, Jesus didn’t want to lose his only place of refuge.

………………

Texas.

Without many people noticing, a mysterious mutation has slowly spread from the east.

That afternoon, Nick left the camp, carrying a shotgun and went out to look for supplies.

It is still winter, and although the temperature in Texas is not too low, the daily activities of the survivors will consume more energy.

And it is definitely more difficult to find food in winter than in other seasons.

Fortunately, Nick is different from ordinary survivors. He is born with a strong will and extraordinary courage. It is precisely because of these two abilities that he stands out among many survivors and survives until now.

Since escaping from Los Angeles, their family has experienced all kinds of hardships, spanning almost half of America. Many relatives and friends have died beside them, and now they have lived here for a while. Peaceful days.

But now, food shortage is a problem that all small and medium-sized survivor camps have to face.

For many survivors who have no fixed place to live, they have no conditions at all to grow crops. Whether it is looters or the wandering corpses, they will be forced to give up the settlement they finally found.

After lying in wait on the cold ground for an hour, Nick finally waited until a wild boar came out to look for food and walked through his trap. What surprised him even more was that this wild boar was followed by six jackals. Small piglets.

If all these guys could be caught, the family members in the camp would surely be able to enjoy a good meal of fat wild boar.

Thinking of this, Nick no longer hesitated. He saw the right moment and decisively pulled the trap around him, triggering the trap he designed.

At the place where the wild boars were originally staying, two wooden boards under the ground were dropped, exposing a pit more than one meter deep underneath.

Amid the frightened cries of the wild boar mother and piglets, the whole family fell into the trap that Nick had worked so hard to dig.

For a moment, the sound of humming and chirping resounded in his ears.

In order to prevent them from escaping from the pit, Nick had no time to hesitate and immediately stepped forward and stabbed all the wild boars to death with his homemade iron spear.

But after he spent a lot of effort to move the blood-drained wild boars onto the pickup truck, he suddenly noticed that seven or eight zombies appeared a few hundred meters away from him.

Because this place was not too far from the camp where Nick and his family were, for the sake of safety, Nick picked up a machete in the car and drove the car slowly toward the location of the figures.

However, when Nick was only a few dozen meters away from the zombies, the zombies seemed to have sensed some information. They began to shake their heads and turned their faces towards the location of Nick's car.

It wasn't until this moment that Nick really saw what these zombies looked like.

Completely different from the zombies he had seen before, these zombies had a series of large, mushroom-like spores growing out of their shriveled and naked bodies.

It wraps its body like a plant shell.

What's even more peculiar is that the faces of these zombies, from the middle of the eyes to the forehead, are replaced by a huge mushroom-shaped plant, almost covering most of his face, covering the eyes and nose. under.

However, before Nick could take a closer look, the zombies with mushroom heads, like hounds that had found food, all focused their attention on Nick, who was still buzzing in the car.

With almost no hesitation or pause, these zombies all spread out and rushed towards Nick.

What surprised Nick was that the speed of these zombies with mushroom heads was almost the same as that of ordinary people.

The distance of tens of meters between the two sides was reduced by these zombies in just a few seconds.

Without any time to think, out of survival instinct, Nick immediately started the car, stepped on the accelerator, and swooped forward for more than ten meters, putting some distance between himself and the running fungus zombies.

However, hearing the roar of the car, these strange zombies became even more excited. They threw away their hands and continued running in the same direction. No matter how far away Nick was from them, these zombies were like a dog-skin plaster, and they could be swung away. Don't fall off.

As for the idea of ​​getting out of the car to deal with these zombies, Nick was immediately given up when he saw the speed at which they ran.

These running zombies are obviously much stronger than the ordinary zombies that are slow and rotten and seem to fall apart at any time.

In order to prevent these guys from finding the camp where he and his family were staying, Nick simply turned the steering wheel, turned the car around, and ran in another direction with the zombies in hot pursuit.

This was the direction the fungus zombies were running from. However, after driving for 10 minutes, he just got rid of the tracking of those fungus zombies, which made him feel that something terrible had happened.

He actually encountered hundreds of zombies with mushrooms growing on their heads at once.

Similar to the situation at the beginning, when these fungus zombies heard the sound of Nick's car engine, they were all activated like chicken blood, and began to chase after Nick's car frantically.

This time Nick did not dare to go further in the direction where these fungus zombies were coming, for fear of encountering more zombies.Instead, he turned the front of the car ninety degrees and drove straight to the right.

Chase and stop along the way, avoiding the fungus zombies that continue to be discovered, until Nick returns to the camp he built with his family.

It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon.

However, even though he was exhausted and sweating all over, Nick did not dare to stop at all. He ignored the wild boar in the car, but immediately ran to his mother Madison, grabbed her arm, and pulled her toward the car while mouthing It says:

"Mother, we have to leave, it's no longer safe here."

"A large group of abnormal zombies came outside. They run as fast as ordinary people, and their hearing is very sensitive."

"We ordinary people cannot deal with them without fortifications."

Madison listened to her son's story in confusion. Although she didn't want to believe it, Nick had been very reliable in the past three years and should not lie about such life-related matters.

After just thinking for a few seconds, Madison decided to believe her son. She pushed away his hand on her arm and said:
"Go and inform the others. I want to pack up the supplies that we need to carry. We can't go out empty-handed. Otherwise, even if we are not killed by those zombies, we will starve to death this winter."

Five minutes later, under Nick's strong urging, everyone in the camp only brought the necessary daily necessities, and in the spirit of preferring to believe what they have rather than what they don't have, they got into their own cars.

Alicia, who was sitting in the passenger seat, still had some doubts about Nick's intelligence. She knew that Nick was a drug addict before and had a private life. No one knew whether this time it would be his hallucination.

When the winter is not over, leaving the settlements they have long been accustomed to is easier said than done, not only because of material difficulties, but also because of physical strength, luck, power and physical fitness in all aspects. .

But when everyone got in the car and saw hundreds of zombies with strange mushroom heads thousands of meters away through binoculars, they finally believed Nick's warning.

With confusion and apprehension, I embarked on a journey to find a settlement again.

　A new month has begun, and I hope readers will support me as a newbie.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)