Super Zombie Factory

The end of March.

The weather is good, and the sun shines on the ground in consecutive sunny days, bringing warmth to people. The original heavy coat was taken off and put on casual clothes.

The unlock of Hellhound made Lu Chuan feel good.

The biochemical factory does not have any product shipment requirements, so when there is no manufacturing task, you don't care about it at all.

More energy, Lu Chuan still put it on the Bei'an New Area.

Thousands of zombies, they carried out Lu Chuan's instructions day and night, and within two weeks, they almost built the wall. Although this wall is terrible, its height and width both meet Lu Chuan's requirements.

The five-meter-high wall can no longer be seen from the outside.

The underground building complex in the center of the factory is also underway.

It doesn't matter if there is no machine. Lu Chuan sent some non-human beings. They were so powerful and tireless that they could execute Lu Chuan's instructions 24 hours a day.

This kind of process is not slower than the process that owns the machine.

In two weeks, the area dug out below is already very huge. The excavated soil is all used to build the fence, so here, there is no mud mountain.

Lu Chuan went in, and inside was a **** going down, not very long, and then there was a huge space.

This space is about seven meters high, which is the height of a two-story building.

The space is not completely hollow, but similar to the shape of a cave. That is to say, a huge space becomes the center point, and then this center point spreads to form more small passages, leading to different spaces of different sizes.

With this one, there is no need to worry about whether it will collapse.

From the beginning, hundreds of zombies served here, and gradually developed to more than two thousand zombies dredging here.

Such a huge corpse force brought rapid progress.

"Looking at this situation, it only takes one month, and basically it can be done." Lu Chuan estimated, with a proud smile on his face. Although no one shared it with him, it didn't matter. It was also a pleasure to appreciate herself alone.

When the time comes, the survivors will be moved here. The place is made of mud, but the victory lies in safety and victory in the place.

Materially, there is definitely no shortage.

What about the Mud Cave bedroom? It is equipped with a large leather sofa and a 100,000 mousse mattress. No matter how luxurious it is, the Mud Cave can live in a clean and refreshing environment.

Lu Chuan predicts that the final square meter here will be 10,000 square meters, which is enough.

When the future is not enough, the expansion will be left to the survivors.

Once the survivors entered the arena, it was when the zombies disappeared.

The surrounding wall around Factory No. 1 outside has not yet been enclosed back. It is necessary to wait for the survivors to move underground before the zombies can enclose this section.

Otherwise, if the survivors in the factory saw the zombies building walls with mortar, wouldn't they make themselves nervous?

Seeing that everything was proceeding in an orderly manner, Lu Chuan was relieved.

It seems that this kind of programming function of zombies is still very useful, allowing oneself to control more zombies in a better way.

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As the weather warmed and the snow melted, the stronghold naturally regained some vitality.

At this time in a commercial building in the center of the stronghold.

The big bosses in the stronghold have all arrived, and although they are not on the right track to each other, at this moment, they all smile and respect each other. Secretly, but all wanted to put the other party to death.

There is no way, in this apocalyptic world of power and desire, everyone wants only one voice, and this is their own voice.

The gathering this time is funny, it's nothing more than holding a group for warmth.

The arrival of the severe winter is a test for each other. A freak named Lu Chuan appeared in the stronghold this year. No one knows how he emerged. He smashed a hundred tons of rice and made very few people die this year.

But the rice that cannot be reclaimed has the same effect on them as zero.

Do nothing, and all of your subordinates open their mouths to eat. What should I do? Fortunately, during the severe winter, there is no way to dispatch, but after the severe winter, in the current weather, if you don't go out to find something to eat, I am afraid that there is a shortage of food.

According to the experience of previous years, it is not feasible to work independently.

Only when we work together to conquer one or two important locations can we have food.

As time goes by, there will be fewer and fewer things to find in the city, and the predicament of survival will become more severe. It is now the sixth year of the last days, and there are not many things to eat in the city.

The five big bosses in the stronghold will be there soon.

Yi Zhanfei, Pang Yunfei, Gu Yang, Tan Chenghua, Lin Sen...the five strongholds who really control life and death, they sat down, but no one said anything.

In previous years, Yi Zhan flew to host, but his strength was severely damaged last year and he has already lost this qualification.

Not to mention Lin Sen, among the five big bosses, he is the weakest and the least qualified to speak out. If it wasn't for others who didn't want to replace him for the time being, otherwise, with Lin Sen's strength, there would only be four big bosses left in the base.

Gu Yang let out a dry cough. He was of medium height, with his head cut and he looked very energetic. People who didn't know thought he was a masculine man and a fierce man. Unfortunately, people who know him do not think so.

"It's not a way for everyone to sit like this. I think this place is good."

As Gu Yang's voice fell, he swiped his hand, and a beam of light appeared in front of him, forming a real map. With sophisticated production, this map is scaled back from the real map.

The use of AR technology is nothing new before the end of the world, like the map of Zhongzhou City, there is naturally.

Gu Yang clicked on a place, which quickly zoomed in to present this area in front of everyone.

Although it is a real map, it is still accompanied by some texts, such as what hotel it is, what road and so on, so that people can know what place it is.

Someone takes the lead, and the location is appropriate, so naturally there is nothing to discuss.

As in previous years, one person dispatched one thousand people to form an armed force of five thousand people. Who leads the team, who gives out how many alienators, and who has cooperated are all based on previous years, and there is no issue of dispute.

There will be results in a short period of time.

So when the three-day preparation arrived, this armed force of five thousand people gathered outside the gate of the stronghold. Almost all mechanization, from heavy trucks, to modified passenger cars, some SUV models, and so on.

The team of five thousand people was overwhelming.

On the nearby streets, I don't know how many survivors appeared. They looked at this team with a cold expression.

The reason is simple. This team serves the big bosses, and the food brought back has nothing to do with their dime. Who cares about things that are not helpful to oneself?

Many people know that if it weren't for a person named Lu Chuan, how many people would not be able to survive this severe winter?

Even if the people of the last days are indifferent, in their hearts, the kindness to Lu Chuan is more than the big brothers who take care of them.

Some clever teams are also taking action. They will bring this powerful team. Meat may not be eaten, but some soup is definitely okay.

At this time of the year, the team will go deeper into the city.

This is an opportunity. They can follow behind. After the main force in the stronghold has emptied the street, they will follow into some places next to it to find something to use.

For a time, if the big stronghold, everything becomes lively.

Soon, after more than an hour of organization, teams of 7,000 or 8,000 people left the stronghold and marched toward the city.

Food is a problem that needs to be faced after every cold winter.

Whether it's the upper level or the lower level.

As the team left, the spring ploughing team was also organized. In the slave camps in the stronghold, a large number of slaves were gathered and began to allocate tasks before spring ploughing.

A large number of farm tools were distributed to them, and the number of slaves accounted for almost one-third of the population of the stronghold, which was very large.

In the cold winter, they only have a piece of bread a day, and they are all skinny until now. How many people can't even walk, but they can't hold tools with pale faces and prepare to go to the ground.

Agriculture in the last days cannot use machinery, but can only use the most primitive methods.

Flying zombies hovering in the sky, as long as there is a sound, they will quickly rush down, and sometimes they will form a large cloud. At this time, it would be a disaster for the slaves who went to the ground.

In the last few years, the survivors have long learned how to deal with these flying zombies. For example, using primitive farming methods, there will be no noise. Then he dug a cover in the field, and once found flying zombies, he hid in as fast as he could.

There are some green plants at the entrance and exit of the bunker. As long as you enter, flying zombies in the sky are hard to find.

It is by using these methods that we can barely cultivate here.

It's just this way ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The area cultivated is really limited, and the output of food can only be enjoyed by the upper class.

But this kind of method is not omnipotent. Sometimes it will be discovered by flying zombies, and it will bring death. It can be said that every grain of rice contains the blood of slaves.

Under the pressure of survival, people's wisdom is limitless, creating various methods.

In the stronghold, like animals waking up from the winter, the survivors began to become active and struggle for survival. If you are busy with things, look for things when there is nothing to do. Even if there is no shortage of workers, they will try their luck.

The 100 tons of grain that Lu Chuan smashed down allowed them to survive this severe winter safely, and there was still a little surplus for them to find a job with confidence.

It is cruel at the stronghold, but it is not a dead end.

Spring is beginning, and people seem to have a little more hope as the sun shines.

(Hey, I made a mistake, there is no update...Fortunately, I found out in time, or I will break it today.)