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Zhan Beitian saw that Mu Yifan's eyes were filled with question marks, and explained: "With your face, do you think your stomach, thighs, and arms can eat seafood?"

Originally, he wanted to have a hearty meal before becoming a zombie. Otherwise, when he became a real zombie, the cooked food would no longer have any flavor. It would be like chewing on wax when placed in his mouth.

After the waiter left, Lu Lin and the rest all took their seats.

Mu Yifan counted in his mind. There were a total of twenty-two people in the room, all of them being Zhan Beitian's subordinates, all of them tall and strong, none of them less than 1.8 meters in height.

After everyone took their seats, they all looked at each other.

Mu Yifan replied honestly, "We only got to know each other this month."

"Only met this month?"

Xiang Guo, Lu Lin and the others were having some doubts as they, the General Assembly, had just brought a person they had known for a month to meet these brothers of theirs, who were risking their lives and risking their lives.

They believed that since their boss had brought someone with him, it must be related to this person.

Xiang Guo suddenly remembered that a few days ago, when he was calling his boss, he heard the man's voice. At that time, Xiang Guo thought that his boss's girlfriend had just woken up, so her voice was hoarse like a male's. Thinking back now, maybe she was actually a man at that time, and this man called Mu Mu at that.

"Yeah, we've been sleeping together these past few days."

Everyone fell silent.

Zhan Beitian, "..."

Why did he feel that the more he talked about this topic, the more it caused people to misunderstand.

Mu Yifan's mood was a little weird, he asked suspiciously: "Is there a problem?"

Xiang Guo quickly shook his head: "No, I didn't, it's just that when I called Boss that morning, I heard a man talking on the phone, so I asked out of curiosity."

"Oh. Don't call me Mr. Mu anymore, I'm not used to it. In the future, you guys can call me Mu Mu, just like how you do in the North. "

"Alright." Xiang Guo laughed openly, picked up two cups of wine and placed it on the spinning tray. He then moved on to Zhan Beitian and Mu Yifan's side and said: "Mu Mu, you and boss are the last to arrive. You must be punished to drink a cup."

"Of course." Mu Yifan picked up his wine cup straightforwardly.

However, the moment it was brought to his mouth, it was snatched away by Zhan Beitian who stood beside him. He finished it in one gulp, and then, he picked up another cup of wine to drink in one gulp.

"Oh, boss, now you know how to pity others." Sun Zihao joked.

Zhan Beitian frowned: "He cannot drink alcohol."

Everyone looked at Mu Yifan's face that was wrapped in a veil and understood. After that, they no longer toasted to Mu Yifan.

After everyone had toasted, Mao Yu began to talk about recent developments, "Boss, ever since the people from Mu Group stole the rice, we received less and less rice. Tell me, should we go to a place a little further away to collect more rice?"

Zhan Beitian pursed his lips and did not say a word.

Xiang Guo, who was sitting opposite of the Right Hand said angrily: "Even though on the surface, the matter of the Mu Group buying rice was sent out by Mu Yihang, but in private, it is very likely that it was Mu Yifan who did this to him."

Mu Yifan, "..."

Why did it have to do with him again?

When everyone heard the two words "Mu Yifan," their expressions became extremely ugly, to the extent where some people had faces full of anger.

Think about it, he always likes to go against his boss and cause trouble for him. Now that he found out that we were buying supplies, he would definitely try his best to stir up some trouble from within. He didn't want us to get things done smoothly, but then again, how did he know that we were in G City?

Mu Yifan, "..."

He couldn't afford to get hurt when he met someone who had his head opened wide.

Zhan Beitian still did not speak, but he had his own thoughts.

Not long after, the waiters brought in the dishes one after another. Everyone immediately threw Mu Yifan's incident to the back of their minds, and started to eat and drink, boasting that they would not leave until they were drunk.

Zhan Beitian was very tactful. When everyone toasted to him, he only took a small sip, unlike them who drank all the wine in their cups to their stomachs.

In the meantime, his gaze would occasionally shift to the side. He took note of Mu Yifan's actions of stealing the seafood like a little mouse.

Zhan Beitian could not help but smile.

Mu Yifan did not know that Zhan Beitian had realized that he was secretly eating seafood. With his back facing Zhan Beitian, he was secretly eating while chatting with someone beside him in high spirits.

However, he did not eat much, otherwise, Zhan Beitian would have stopped him long ago.

When Mao Yu saw this, he quietly clicked his tongue twice.

Look, the look in the boss's eyes towards Mu Mu was as gentle as it could get.

At this moment, the sound of a news broadcast came from the television.

Zhan Beitian raised his head to look at the television. The host was only able to report the most important news before he finally finished reporting the smaller news.

"At nine o'clock this morning, in the XX mental hospital in H City, two patients escaped from the mental hospital …"

Zhan Beitian suddenly stopped eating and stared intently at the two photo that the host had released. He said solemnly: "Quiet."

His voice was not loud, but it was very dignified. Especially to a well-trained soldier, it was practically an order.

The noisy private room instantly quietened down, leaving only the voice of the television's host.

"The two patients are very seriously ill, biting anyone they see, and they also have terrible infectious diseases that spread viruses through their wounds, causing their bodies to rapidly weaken and even die. If anyone sees these two patients, take a detour and leave immediately. Or call them and inform them of their whereabouts. The number is XXXXXXXX … "

Mu Yifan frowned, he felt that the contents of the news were extremely familiar, and then, he thought of something, his eyes widened. Wasn't this the source of the Zombie virus that he described in the novels?

The so-called mental hospital was just a cover up. In fact, the two patients came out from the National Institute, and the source of the virus was the two patients themselves.

They were once an archaeologist and excavated a thousand-year-old Imperial Tomb. However, other than a finely carved black coffin, there was nothing else in the coffin. Even the inside of the coffin was empty.

However, when they opened the coffin, there was a mass of black gas coming out of it.

Since then, the two archaeologists had become strange. Their eyes became more and more glazed, their movements became more and more sluggish. In the end, they would bite anyone they saw.

Those who had been bitten by them would become like them, and would even eat human flesh. It was extremely terrifying.

It was because they found out about it too early that they were able to control the situation. Then, they sent the two archaeologists and the bitten people to the National Institute to be the object of research for all the researchers.

Now that the two patients had escaped, it meant that the apocalypse was coming soon.

However, he remembered that the two patients had left the institute on the 25th.

After the news ended, no one dared to make a sound.

Zhan Beitian frowned, and after a long while, he said: "Lu Lin, don't leave G City during this period of time, as for the matter of purchasing materials, just buy them from G City, and also, if you meet any of the people mentioned on the news, or people who are slow in their movements, immediately go around and leave, do not bother with them, and even more so do not go forward, if they pounce on you, directly use your guns to blow their heads off, do not let them hurt you guys."

"With... Use a spear? " Lu Lin and the others were so shocked that their mouths gaped wide open.

Zhan Beitian said with sternness in his eyes, "Yes, this is an order. If something happens, I'll bear the burden for all of you."

"Yes."

There were only three days left until the end of the month, but Yuanbao was still short of 12,000 PVP points to reach 50,000. Therefore, he hoped that everyone would support him a little more, or else, the next month, the number of branches would be reduced.