Three days have passed since that incident, and there has been no disappearance of a large number of people at the base, and the Renaissance Society seems to have vanished overnight, and the security team that had been busy for several days has finally stopped.

According to statistics, the losses of the security team this time were not small, with 3 captains killed and more than 100 members killed or wounded, a reduction of nearly two-fifths. Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar names on the list of the dead, Li Changchang angrily slapped the table and ordered, the former chief captain of the security team was unfavorable and incompetent, so he was directly dismissed from his post and sent to the logistics department, and the captain was replaced by Wu Song, the deputy team.

On one of the slopes of the base, there are many stone monuments, which are the resting places of all the sacrificed soldiers. The three newly built stone tablets are engraved with the names of Liang Yousheng and the other two captains, their bodies can no longer be found, and they can only be used as a thought, and the dozens behind are wooden tablets of fallen soldiers.

"Lao Liangtou, Lao Zheng, Lao Shi, the three of you have a good rest below, don't worry about the team, we will take it, rest in peace!"

Wu Song, Hu Ming, and other newly promoted captains of the security squad bowed to them, and the families of the fallen stood grief-stricken, howling and weeping, and some soldiers with tears on their faces.

"It seems that there are too many moths in the base, and a thorough cleaning is needed!"

Li Changyuan and Hong Zhixing, who were standing in the distance, looked at them and felt deeply in their hearts.

Early the next morning, the Holy City Base dismissed all those high-level cadres who were incapable and inactive because of their backdoor connections, formed gangs, and abused power for personal gain to become leaders in important posts. For a large number of vacant positions, Li Changchang released recruitment news as the city lord, and those who have the ability and experience can sign up for the assessment, and once they pass, they can be hired. As soon as the news came out, it immediately set off a craze in the holy city base, and some business owners, experts and professors, and elite talents who had no talent but were unknown and useless saw the hope of changing the status quo and flocked to the recruitment place to sign up. Of course, there are inevitably scheming people in the crowd who want to bribe with money and go through the relationship, and these people are sent directly to prison.

Haicheng, a hundred kilometers away, was the best special zone for the economic development of the Dragon Kingdom before the end of the world, famous at home and abroad, with a population of more than 30 million people, and now, it has completely fallen into a barren dead land, without a trace of life, and there are wandering and wandering zombies everywhere.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a loud roar came from the silent street, and the zombies who had been wandering around seemed to be stimulated and summoned by something, and they all roared and rushed to a building to the west.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

After a while, the vicinity of the building was surrounded by a tide of zombies for dozens of miles, densely packed, numbering no less than a million, they raised their heads and desperately let out a deafening roar, only to see a tall black shadow standing on the top of the forty or fifty-meter-high building.

"Hmm!"

With a wave of the black shadow's hands, the zombies turned around one by one as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and marched towards the south. Not only the zombies here, but the zombies of the entire Haicheng City also turned around and advanced to the south at the same time, and the earth made a trembling sound, and the location of the Holy City base happened to be on the route of the zombies' march.

"Kaede!"

Before I saw him, I listened to his voice first, and before I entered the house, I heard Shi Xiaolong's loud voice.

"What's the matter, what's so happy?"

Ye Zifeng and the others looked at Shi Xiaolong curiously.

"I just went out for a walk, and I heard from others that there will be an auction in the Shengqing Pavilion in the Eastern District in three days, maybe there is something good, are you interested in going and seeing."

Shi Xiaolong rubbed his hands and said.

"Auction!"

"That's right."

"I once heard Lin Zhi say that Shengqing Pavilion is an ordinary large-scale auction house on the surface, but it is the military who is in charge behind it, which is a high-level secret."

Ye Zifeng sat on the sofa and said with his feet crossed.

"Then we..."

"Go, as you said, it's fun."

Ye Zifeng smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"But what if we don't have an invitation in hand?"

"Hmph, don't worry, I have my own way."

Ye Zifeng showed a confident look on his face.

Three days later.

When Ye Zifeng and his party came to the door of the Shenglong Pavilion Auction House in the Eastern District, it was already overcrowded, and all kinds of evolutionaries had been waiting for a long time, including gang leaders, local tyrant bosses, and individuals in their names, all of whom were holding invitations in their hands without exception.

"Everyone, everyone is welcome to participate in the auction held by the Shenglong Pavilion in their busy schedules, I hope everyone can abide by the order, don't make trouble, and start entering now."

Five minutes later, an old man came out of it and spoke.

"Okay, everyone line up, come one by one, please show your invitation."

Several of the staff members in charge of the inspection began to triage checks.

"Hey, please show me your invitations."

A middle-aged man saw Ye Zifeng and the others, and his face showed a disdainful expression, after all, this was a young man who had not grown a few hairs, and he didn't seem to have much background and strength.

"Sorry, we don't have an invitation."

Ye Zifeng said calmly.

"There's no invitation to come and join in the fun, this is the place where you poor poor people can come. Get out! ”

The middle-aged man shouted grumpy.

"What the hell are you talking about, say it again, be careful that I punch you away."

Hearing the Chinese young man scolding them for being inferior and poor, Shi Xiaolong gritted his teeth and scolded angrily.

"TMD, dare to come here to make trouble, I'm tired of being crooked, come here."

"Yes!"

Hearing the middle-aged man shouting, the black-clad bodyguards in charge of security at the gate came over.

"Call me and make them understand the rules."

"Yes!"

"Stop it!"

The black-clothed bodyguards surrounded Ye Zifeng and the others, and when they were about to make a move, a voice suddenly came from behind, and it turned out to be the old man who came over.

"What's wrong?"

"Old Han, a few troublemakers, I'm asking the bodyguards to drive them away."

The middle-aged man said.

"Which faction are you from, who is the leader, is there an invitation letter, if you don't, I'm sorry."

The old man looked at Ye Zifeng and said.

"Sorry, we don't have an invitation, but I have this!"

Ye Zifeng took out the hand token given to him by Hong Zhixing expressionlessly.

"This is..."

Taking the hand token in Ye Zifeng's hand, the old man who was smiling just now immediately became serious in the next second.

"Where did you get this thing?"

The old man stared at Ye Zifeng and asked.

"Commander-in-Chief Hong gave it, what's the problem!"

Ye Zifeng said.

"No problem, a few people please come in!"

The old man showed a respectful look, which surprised the others.