I am the zombie king of the apocalypse

In the Peace Society, he is like a warehouse manager. The weapons, equipment and some military supplies need to pass through his hands. Except for direct orders from the top leaders of the Peace Society, he dare not do anything else. As long as he doesn't agree to the demand, no piece of equipment can be taken away from here.

And although he doesn't own anything here, he still has the right to use it. It is precisely this responsibility and right that he is secretly doing some reselling of arms when he is not working, such as the market in Liantong District. Weapons of high lethality are not available, or are prohibited from being used by non-peace members.

These things that are not available on the market will be found in Heping, and there are so many of them. If there are one, two or even dozens of items missing, as long as no one deliberately checks them, it will be completely unnoticed!

All he needed was to do a little bit of fiddling with the supplies list.

Moreover, the businesses behind the scenes have also brought him a lot of wealth. Many high-level officials of the underground forces have come to see him. As he has been doing this job for longer and longer, he likes this job even more. In my heart, the marshal of the joint command area is good at everything, but he is not very good at questioning others. Maybe he is lazy. He will use whomever he catches, and he will be given a certain amount of trust. If he uses himself, he is unlucky.

But these words were just thought in my heart. If Li Henian really knew about it, he would definitely chop himself into pieces and feed them to the dogs based on his ruthlessness.

He signed his name on the penultimate supply slip with a very skillful technique. This was his good calligraphy. The name he signed was pleasing to the eye. He had never learned anything else in his life, but his calligraphy skills were very good, which was consistent with his life. Every chance we meet is because of this good calligraphy.

Whether before the end of the world or during the end of the world, it was because of his calligraphy that he was appreciated by many leaders. Every time it was time to sign, the so-called leaders would call him over, and he got many opportunities, even in the end of the world. Among them, he also helped Li Henian sign his name.

After the supply order was signed, and the seal clicked, the order was completed. Then, he turned his attention to the last order. After signing this order, his day's work was completed. There was a banquet about his business in the evening. Thinking that after it was over, he would get thousands of gold, he was so happy that he almost jumped out of his throat.

But when he saw that the last supply list came from a certain team, he frowned and looked at the captain's signature on the supply list.

"Ni Bandan, are you finished? What the hell is this name?"

After thinking about it for a long time, he found that he didn't recognize the name at all. He should be a soldier who had just been promoted to captain, but he didn't recognize him. Even a young captain knew an unspoken rule. He must first get supplies smoothly from himself. You have to honor the quartermaster, otherwise how will you get what you want?

The Peace Society has grown to have many members. Some of them are fanatical believers who have been completely brainwashed by the Peace Society, that is, the group of dog deer. At the same time, there are also some who just see the Peace Society becoming popular and use the high welfare in it. Mixed student.

Moreover, there are still a lot of these people, and they all have their own purposes when they come to the Peace Society. For example, the equipment of the Peace Society, among which there are so many good weapons and armors, is so jealous that even a person can take out one at random. You can buy them at a good price, but if you want to get these things, you must have good contribution value in the Peace Society. It is naturally easy to get what you want, but those newbies who have no contribution value want to get it for themselves. What you want is not that easy. The only way is to pay a certain price to please the military.

And the person he wants to please is himself, and this person named Ni Bandan may be a newbie who knows nothing. If he thinks he wants it, report it, and the military will definitely agree. Although the things mentioned in it are not very precious, they are just It's just an ordinary daily necessities, but as a veteran, how can you degrease it without a little oil and water?

As a result, this supply order became the only one in the stack that was not approved.

"You don't even come here to show respect to me. It's like taking something from me? Oh no, there's no way."

With a snort, he sorted out all the supply lists on the table. The quartermaster did not hand them over immediately. After doing these actions, his whole body suddenly relaxed, and he leaned lazily on the back of the chair and stretched out comfortably. waist.

This day will end soon.

Looking at the sky outside the window, the temperature has begun to warm up, and the snow on the ground is also showing signs of melting. On the street, workers in yellow vests are using cleaning machines to suck up the melted snow on the ground.

The thick clouds in the sky have also thinned a lot, revealing a few patches of blue sky. The faint sunlight reflects off the clouds and turns into a beam of light, shining brightly on the ground, making everything outside seem very quiet. He likes this time very much, as if It's like living in a fairy tale world.

But this time, the vase on the cabinet not far away suddenly fell down, which startled him. The vase fell to the ground and shattered with a loud and ear-piercing sound, which made his scalp start to tingle involuntarily. It was too sudden.

From the moment the vase fell to the ground, to when he came back to his senses, he suddenly realized that for some reason, the noise that he had been accustomed to had disappeared without knowing when, and the surroundings were extremely quiet, as if time had stood still, a kind of The weird feeling slowly spread to my heart.

This made him feel a little uneasy, probably because of the sense of foreboding he had developed from encountering dangers in the apocalypse.

"Is there anyone there?" the quartermaster called outside, but no one answered him. It was still quiet outside, with only his own voice echoing in the empty room.

"Anyone?"

After shouting again, he stood up from the office chair, walked outside the door, and looked out through the peephole. There was no one outside, but the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense, so he still picked up the phone. There was a laser weapon placed next to the desk and he was carrying it in front of the door. He was not sure if something had happened. What if it was his imagination?

One hand held the gun and the other opened the door.

Click~

The door was opened, and he noticed that the suddenly quiet environment made him feel inexplicably depressed. There was no one outside. The voices of the Peace Corps soldiers who used to come and go and have fun with their comrades were no longer there. Even the exit at the end of the corridor was empty. There are no more soldiers on duty.

"Where are the people? Is there anyone else?"

The light outside the corridor was very bright, but he did not dare to go out, for fear that something would be waiting for him outside.