Chapter 44

"Yan Hangguang, don't lose heart. This experiment needs to continue. You will always know where the problem is," Lu Ziming comforted.

"Yes! No matter what happens, there are both good and bad aspects. After the emergence of zombies, Superman also appeared. Who can say that being scratched by zombies is not a good thing?" he Jianbiao hurried to solve Yan Hangguang's depression.

"I am a natural optimist. Nothing can defeat me. I want to turn grief and anger into food and eat Tamar's dark sky." Yan Hangguang grabbed a chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth.

Lu Ziming smiled and changed the subject: "today's roast chicken tastes good, but it seems bigger. Is it a turkey caught from the United States? It's said that the turkey meat is terrible". A roast chicken on the table is twice the size of an ordinary chicken.

"The chicken was roasted by a chef in the original hotel. I asked him to be the leader of the company's cooking team. As soon as he was happy, he caught his own chicken, roasted the Baiwei chicken and sent it over. It tastes really good."

"His own chicken", Lu Ziming muttered a few words in his heart, and suddenly stood up and said, "no, animals are also evolving. The best proof is that chickens are getting bigger and bigger". Lu Ziming finally knows what he vaguely lost, zombies, Superman and animals? Humans are infected by viruses. What about animals with 90% of the same genes as humans?

Lu Ziming remembered the scene of his escape in Jiqing square. The tiger corpse was so hard that he was not afraid of bows and arrows. If there had not been a crocodile at that time, he might have been buried in the mouth of the tiger. He didn't know whether it was a tiger corpse or a mutated tiger.

Like Superman, the mutant chicken belongs to the winner of evolution, while the chicken corpse is completely different from the zombie. It belongs to the loser of evolution. It contains a large number of viruses and can't be eaten at all. Therefore, Lu Ziming doesn't worry about the problem of eating the mutant chicken.

"Yan Hangguang, you should report the animal mutation to Murong bopeng and ask the military headquarters for the latest information, whether the Superman has any training methods, and whether he can first transport us a batch of weapons and food. Don't disclose the crystal for the time being."

"He Jianbiao, starting from tomorrow, he will organize recruits to kill the zombies around Yang Jiaji in batches. At the same time, he will collect the animals within the scope of Yang Jiaji, kill all the surplus animals, and find someone to build some iron cages. The stronger the better, put them in the basement of the hotel, and give you three days to finish."

"Lu Ziming, are you worried about something?"

Lu Ziming sighed deeply: "it's only more than 20 days since the virus broke out. Zombies have evolved and the size of animals has doubled. Think about it. What does it mean if it's not accidental?"

"It means that zombies are getting stronger and stronger, and animals are getting bigger and bigger... These can't be true," he Jianbiao's face turned white.

"I hope my speculation is wrong, but from the current situation, there is a possibility of more than 70%. We should make a plan to deal with emergencies in advance, and we can't be in a hurry at that time."

Lu Ziming thought for a moment and said, "Yan Hangguang, go back to the Sanliqiao building tomorrow and send Cheng Chen a bottle of mineral water. Don't come back for the time being. Let Xu bang and Pang Xiang come to Yang Jiaji. Gather the survivors in the suburbs near the building and form a team of 30 people. All the other survivors will go back to Yang Jiaji, okay?"

"Boss, you're going to let Cheng Chen do the experiment."

"This matter can only be carried out among trustworthy people. If it leaks out, it may cause an uproar." Lu Ziming doesn't want to be regarded as a monster. If his blood can really help the survivors evolve, Murong bopeng will be the first to catch himself as a white mouse.

"Lu Ziming is right. There are so few evolutionary people now. If you know that Lu Ziming's blood can help survivors evolve, I'm afraid it will be swallowed and stripped alive by life. I'm a little excited when I think about it," he Jianbiao laughed.

After being scratched by zombies, there is a probability of evolution, but this probability is too low, and it is easy to become zombies. No one will take risks.

After dinner, Lu Ziming walked out of the room with a glass of water. When he passed Chang Xinfan's room, he found that Chang Xinfan's room was unlocked. Through the crack of the door, he could see Chang Xinfan sitting by the bed in a silk pajama. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Lu Ziming smiled coldly and went to the door of Bao yelan.

"Beep, beep, beep"

"Who!"

The door "squeaked" and opened a crack, revealing Bao yelan's green face, "Lu Ziming... Is it you? What's the matter with me so late?" Bao yelan looked around and said nervously.

"I have something for you. Let's go in and talk." if in a civilized society, the six o'clock nightlife has just begun, but now there is no electricity, it's dark around. At night, we can't do anything except sleep and daze.

Obviously, Bao yelan didn't expect Lu Ziming to be so direct, "is there anything you can't talk about tomorrow?"

"No, we have to talk now." Lu Ziming broke in without gentlemanly demeanor. At this time, he found that Bao yelan was only wearing a thin long tube shirt. His slender legs were bare with a pair of white feet. He looked crystal clear under the candlelight, and was looking at himself at a loss.

"Sit down, I'll say a few words and go."

Bao yelan's eyes showed a trace of doubt and a little disappointed. He sat rigidly by the bed and waited for Lu Ziming to speak.

"Drink this, now! Now!" Lu Ziming said coldly, not allowing a trace of refutation.

Although he didn't know why Lu Ziming asked him to drink water, Bao yelan still didn't resist at all, and didn't even doubt that Lu Ziming would give himself any ecstasy in the water.

Seeing that Bao yelan finished drinking the water, Lu Ziming nodded with satisfaction and said, "tomorrow, you ask your father to find some people to plant crops and vegetables near Yang Jiaji, and the army will protect them. In the future, your father will be responsible for the food supply of the base, and all the land will be managed uniformly, just like the previous cooperatives. Anyone who doesn't want to go away, okay?" With that, Lu Ziming stood up and went to the door.

"Those lands are...?" Bao Ye Lan whispered.

"From now on, yangjiaji has no private land. Yangjiaji base implements military management. Whoever works hard will have food. No one is an exception. If anyone doesn't want to talk to me!"

Lu Ziming is not a dictator, but now he has to become a dictator. There is no need for other voices in the base. If there is any voice, it is Lu Ziming's order. Lu Ziming didn't know whether he was right or not. No one knew what he would find in the future. He could only completely concentrate the Yang family according to the worst plan. Everyone and every grain could not be wasted.

At this moment, the survivors of the Yang family finally realized what was cruel and overbearing, and also learned Lu Ziming's iron hand.

As Lu Ziming guessed, as tough orders were issued, the survivors of the Yang family suddenly found that Lu Ziming was not as friendly as they thought.

Lu Ziming stood at the meeting room window and looked at the door of the hotel. He didn't know what he was thinking. Chang Xinfan behind him looked at Lu Ziming with deep resentment. "Isn't his hint enough, or does he know nothing? Why is a man with a strong desire for power indifferent to himself?".

"Are people outside still making trouble? How is your father's ideological work going? Have all the survivors in the surrounding villages moved to Yang Jiaji? I'm very dissatisfied with his work efficiency."

"Lu Ziming..."

"It should be called sir. Should I repeat it again?" Lu Ziming abruptly interrupted Chang Xinfan's words. The woman could open a dyeing workshop if she gave a little color.

Chang Xinfan bit his lips, looked at Lu Ziming's back and said, "yes, sir, the survivors in the Yang family collection are very dissatisfied with your order. They think you are depriving them of their private property and want to sue you at the military headquarters.".

"Let them sue and see if the zombies will sympathize with them. I don't care what means your father uses. All things must be done in two days. Now you let Zhu tou come to see me." Lu Ziming didn't look at Chang Xinfan behind him.

"Yes, sir!"

Watching Chang Xinfan walk out of the conference room, Lu Ziming has a sneer on his face and wants to be his own woman. Dream!

"Sir, you're looking for me," Zhu tou said respectfully as he entered the conference room.

"What's going on at the meat factory?"

"Sir, the statistics of the meat joint factory have been completed. There are 56 survivors, including 24 women and 18 children under the age of 16. There are 4 tons of live pigs and 6 tons of finished products in the warehouse. Some have deteriorated because of the high temperature in the cold storage."

The situation is not too bad. "Some fast deteriorating food will be distributed first, and the list of those who want to join the army will be reported to he Jianbiao. All the children will be concentrated in Bao Chengming's grain depot and raised by the base. The rest will work in Bao Chengming's hands and tell them to get rid of me if they don't want to." what Lu Ziming can do now is to keep most of the survivors alive, It's not time to talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality with them.

Zhu tou gritted his teeth and said, "Sir, I'm afraid this will cause their dissatisfaction.".

"Dissatisfaction! Do you think I'm discussing with them? Do you think there's room for discussion between us and the zombies? They have only two choices, one is to stay and obey the unified management of the base, and the other is to destroy themselves. I'm not a philanthropist, and now I'm not a civilized society. Now it's the end of the world. Tell them to obey the base and live and leave the base to find a way out."

Lu Ziming doesn't have many resources to use. He can't save all the people in the Yang family. If he is willing to obey the command of the base, Lu Ziming will distribute food to them. If he is unwilling to obey the management of the base, he can only find a way to live by himself.

Of course, Lu Ziming did not block all their way of life. People who are unwilling to obey the management of the base can kill zombies in exchange for food. It seems quite fair to exchange a zombie for half a kilogram of rice. Lu Ziming needs 3900 military skills to make all his subordinates become officials. Lu Ziming has a headache at the thought of killing 3900 zombies.