When I came to the camp next to the reservoir again, it was the morning of the third day after Xing Tianliang and others visited Mengjia Village, and the winter sun was bright and warm.

As one writer put it: "The winter sun deters the horrors that chase us in the dark, makes the troubles and pains of dreams disappear, and makes the tumultuous thoughts that haunt the soul flee without a trace." ”

With a completely different purpose and mood from last time, Meng Qingqiang walked in from the gate in a dignified manner, and it could be seen that Xing Tianliang, who had returned to the camp, had indeed made some preparations.

The people who came out to greet him and Chen Lao and Shumin, both in terms of clothing and mental outlook, have been greatly improved, and the clothes are no longer bloated beggars caused by multiple layers of single clothes, although they are not brand new, but at least they are clean and warm cotton clothes, and there is also a kind of hope in the eyes of these people, especially after they found Liu Shumin walking in the middle, this kind of gaze is even more intense.

Standing in front of the small building were still Xing Tianliang and Huang Guangming, the two brothers and sisters, and the few surviving thugs around them had no more rebellious faces, and all that was left was a pitiful expression.

Two days is enough time for them to understand and figure out the current situation, after all, Wang Laohu and the gold medal fighters who live in the same building have all turned into black ashes in the fire behind the building, and the fear in their hearts after witnessing the tragic situation at that time can be imagined.

Fortunately, Xing Tianliang, who came back yesterday, had already announced that the reservoir camp had officially joined Mengjia Village, and from then on they were also the subordinates of the perpetrators of that night's murder, but they were still very worried about the future.

Under the leadership of Xing Tianliang and others. Meng Qingqiang and Chen Lao carefully observed the situation near Xinmengjia Village, they climbed to the roof of a nearby factory, and under Xing Tianliang's guidance, they saw that there were indeed large wooded hills and flat cultivated land under the mountain, located on both sides of the road in front. In the distance of the cultivated land, some buildings have been erected, which is the hydropower station in Xing Tianliang's mouth.

After confirming with Liu Shumin, who knew the situation of the camp, Meng Qingqiang and Chen Lao were very satisfied with the new site of Mengjia Village. Relocation is already a foregone conclusion. Then I came to the front of the small building, ready to enter the building to study Meng Qingqiang's "masterpiece" and the details of the specific agreed relocation.

But after seeing the people still gathered in front of the current building, Meng Qingqiang stopped.

He turned around and faced those eager eyes, smiled and said: "My name is Meng Qingqiang, I am the village chief of Mengjia Village, and I will soon be your village chief, I am not Wang Husheng, you don't have to worry about not being well fed and clothed, but what the outside world has become now, you all know it in your hearts, so you want to live first, live well, and the struggle is still indispensable, so forget your previous superior life and your different statuses, how to contribute to Mengjia Village, That's what you're really thinking about right now. ”

Hearing Meng Qingqiang's words, some of the people in the crowd were disappointed, some were very excited, and some were even moved to tears, looking at the few people who were crying, Meng Qingqiang touched his nose and felt a little surprised, he just said a few words of the truth, will it have such a great effect? I know the level of my speech, and I will never reach the point where I am full of emotion and touching my heart.

In fact, he underestimated the destruction and torture of ordinary people in the last days, for those who survived the threat of death brought by monsters all the time, they are still in a miserable situation of starvation and clothing, for them who are on the dark side of the road ahead, hovering on the verge of collapse and suicide, a little hope and a small improvement in their lives can leave tears of gratitude at this moment.

After finishing his speech, Meng Qingqiang arranged for Xing Tianliang to prepare a relatively good lunch for the existing personnel in the camp, so as to prove that what he had just said was not a lie, and Xing Tianliang agreed without objection.

Once again, I could still smell the faint smell of blood in the room that had been soaked in blood, and the walls had only been simply scrubbed, still leaving speckled splash marks. Meng Qingqiang, who had no reaction to this, had an experience at this time.

In fact, when he first entered the camp, he vaguely had a feeling, he felt that there were three individuals who were connected with him in some way, this feeling was very magical, similar to the feeling of human beings on their hands and feet, but it was a little different, because the feeling of hands and feet was connected by flesh and blood after all, and Meng Qingqiang and these three individuals were more of a spiritual and conscious link.

After pushing open the door, Meng Qingqiang's first sight was a face distorted by broken bones, and a "crooked neck" that was also caused by a fracture. He remembered that these two were the first thugs he had pinched to death before he entered the door, and the two lucky ones who had been pinched by his neck when he had just started to do so after sitting down.

Why do you say that they are lucky, because the weakness of the corpse man is to smash the head or cut off the neck, no matter how bad it is, the body will be torn in half or more than half from the crotch, Meng Qingqiang, who usually uses corpses as the target of slaughter, still maintains this same habit when facing humans, so except for another thug who was killed by him with one hand, the rest of the people either have their heads shattered or are torn in half, and it is difficult to complete the transformation. It is precisely because they have basically shed their bodies intact and come into contact with the black blood that Meng Qingqiang splashed from the wound that they have changed now.

Meng Qingqiang, who understood the whole process, was silent, he slowly experienced this feeling, while Xing Tianliang and the others who were standing beside him watched him quietly.

Suddenly, one of the corpses who had been standing still suddenly took a step forward, and instantly came behind Xing Tianliang, grabbed his head and shoulders with both hands like lightning, and broke it hard, and an exaggerated open mouth of blood basin leaned on Xing Tianliang's neck, as long as the upper and lower teeth were closed, he could bite off his carotid artery. At the same time, the other two corpses pounced on Huang Guangming who entered the room together, as a special soldier, he reacted immediately, quickly retreated and flew up, wanting to kick down the approaching corpse, but the corpse's extremely fast speed and huge strength made this kick have no effect, and the two corpses instantly came to him and knocked him down, easily suppressing his resistance and pressing him to the ground.

Meng Qingqiang, the initiator of all this, was overjoyed to see that the effect of his experiment was so satisfying, as long as he had one thought, the corpse he transformed would immediately execute according to his idea, so that he was equivalent to having three more bodies. It's like a doppelganger.

"Congratulations to the village chief, you have new strength." In the face of the bloody mouth that can bring death to himself at any time, Xing Tianliang did not have the slightest fear and resistance, but congratulated Meng Qingqiang, the controller of the corpse, with a smile on his face, Meng Qingqiang also had to feel admiration for his psychological quality, and Huang Guangming, who was pressed to the ground and had no ability to resist, accepted his fate without saying a word.

As soon as his heart moved, the three corpses stood by the wall, and now they have become treasures in Meng Qingqiang's eyes, because they are the same pitch-black color as Meng Qingqiang, and just like his hands and feet, saying that he gave them a strange name "black hands", and if he encounters trouble in the future, he will not hesitate to get off the "black hands", and the black hands who are completely controlled by him will undoubtedly become his most powerful weapons, and once the black hands reach a certain number, they will become an army, just about the ways and means of control and restrictions, It still needs to be explored slowly, but it still can't organize his desire for the number of black hands. Of course, he will not slaughter ordinary people for no reason to transform, after all, he has not lost his heart to that point, but he believes that more black hands will soon appear in this troubled world.

The relocation work is proceeding in an orderly manner, and everyone is a little reluctant to leave the hardware store that has lived for a long time, especially Bai Ying, who has transformed it a little by himself.

After sorting out her family's personal belongings into a few cardboard boxes, she did not let the people who helped, move other large furnishings, she hoped to keep the original appearance, and have the opportunity to come back to see, because there are too many emotions, sadness, fear, and later surprises, warmth.

Although she was reluctant, Bai Ying understood that it was right to move to the new Mengjia Village, where there were irreplaceable superior conditions here, looking at her husband and the children in front of her, she was relieved, and my heart was at home. No matter where they are, as long as their family is around, then they are where they are.

Among the others, Chen Lao is also particularly reluctant to one, the old man is generally very nostalgic, not to mention that the greenhouse outside the house is still built by him, but the old man is very open-minded, only sighed slightly, and then encouraged the young people, quickly loaded the car, and ran to the new home.

After a busy time, Meng Qingqiang led Chen Lao and others, and seven or eight helpers who came from the camp, loaded all the food and resources into the truck, two boxes of goods, and two pickup trucks The convoy was finally full, which was still the case of abandoning a large amount of drinking water, and the helpers from the camp were surprised after seeing the complete variety and huge amount of materials, and compared with the number and composition of Meng Qingqiang and his party, they felt full of hope for their future lives.

A new gatehouse was built quickly, and the three big characters of Mengjia Village written in silver lacquer on it sparkled in the sunlight, which was the opinion of Chen Lao, he originally wanted to find a stone tablet to make a village chronicle to erect next to the gatehouse, but he could not find a suitable stone tablet in a short time, so he put it on hold for the time being, and Meng Qingqiang did not object to anything. His main job now is to integrate the people and materials of the village.

With the addition of the later 10 people, there are 56 villagers in Mengjia Village, including 45 young men and women, 6 elderly people over 50 years old, and 5 children. The number of people has increased dramatically, but also from all walks of life.

Meng Qingqiang, as the village head, is the main decision-maker and the strongest combat power, Chen Lao is responsible for the storage of food and resources and agricultural planting, Xing Tianliang is responsible for the management of construction and personnel arrangements and miscellaneous affairs, Bai Ying is responsible for the village's medical treatment and corpse research, Liu Tiefeng and Huang Guangming, and two teams of young men are responsible for going out to search for materials and ordinary village vigilance, and Liu Shumin, who has just recovered from a serious illness, used to be a teacher, so Meng Qingqiang arranged for him to take care of and educate the children in the village.

After the village management made arrangements, Meng Qingqiang let everyone live in a small building, the family can be divided into a separate room, and the rest are arranged according to gender and room size, four or eight rooms, and soon more than 50 people happily moved in. Because the small building is equipped with a boiler, it can be heated, so the villagers no longer have to live in a nearby barn to endure the cold.

Yang Fei's family is in the camp, except for Liu Shumin's family, the only family with children, Yang Fei and his wife used to be employees of a nearby power plant, and then the family came to Wang Husheng's camp, every day Yang Fei followed Huang Guangming and them out to search for supplies, while his wife was at home guarding the children, fortunately after several distress, Yang Fei escaped vigilantly, but even so, the family of three still lived a very hard life, although Yang Fei went out more or less every time, hiding some food, But because he was the only one who went out to participate in the search team, there was not much food to receive from Wang Husheng and others, and the couple basically gave their children, and they were getting thinner and thinner because of hunger, especially his wife was about to become a handful of bones, whenever night came, they all hugged each other to keep warm and suffered, for this Yang Fei, a man in his thirties, did not shed tears.

Since the completion of Mengjia Village, they finally moved into a small building, had a warm room, and had a lot of food, looking at his wife and happy children who were gradually ruddy, Yang Fei's gratitude to Meng Qingqiang in his heart was really beyond words. So when Xing Tianliang found him and asked him to meet Meng Qingqiang with himself, he was very happy that he was finally able to do something for the village chief.

Meng Qingqiang looked at the man in front of him, only to see his face grateful, and also felt very relieved, he didn't actually do anything, just as he said, let these refugees in the last days live warmly and eat well, but he has already felt everyone's gratitude and convincing to him.

"Listen to Tianliang, you are the person from the hydropower plant next to you, I want to ask you, do you think we can restore the power supply to the power plant?" Meng Qingqiang asked straight to the point.

Yang Fei thought for a while and replied: "There should be no problem, the disaster broke out, and the equipment in the power plant was not damaged, as long as the monsters inside were cleaned up, and then someone who knew a little bit about technology, it was still possible to restore some of the units, now although the reservoir has frozen, but the water at the bottom has not frozen, and the water for power generation is from below, which does not affect the operation of the power plant at all." ”

"Okay, I know, you will be responsible for the power plant in the future, and in two days I will let Lao Huang take people and you to the power station to have a look, and you also study how many people are needed to restore the power supply, and what preparations are there." After sending away Yang Fei, who was grateful for his kindness, Meng Qingqiang discussed other things with Xing Tianliang, who was left behind.

"At dawn, I found that many of your weapons here are standard weapons used by the army, where did you get these weapons?" Meng Qingqiang has been worried about the weapons in the camp.

"Village chief, I thought you would have asked a long time ago, but I didn't expect to mention it now. You don't know that when Wang Hu was born, we had already been to the transit station you mentioned, where the place was not big, but it was very strong, and there were some soldiers stationed in it and a small number of ordinary people, most of whom were military dependents, and some were relatively special talents, such as various scientific researchers and doctors, etc., every once in a while, some personnel from other bases would come from the sea or air to conduct some search and research locally, and take away those special talents. ”

"And the transfer station actually does not accept a large number of ordinary people, many people who know the news and rush over can only live around the base, after all, there are troops who sweep the corpses around from time to time, they can also be a little safer, these people can collect some items needed by the base, you can exchange some living materials and weapons in the base, and these weapons we have here are what Wang Husheng brought back with people."

Hearing Xing Tianliang's words, Meng Qingqiang thought of those ordinary people, who had risked their lives for thousands of miles to finally arrive at the base of the transfer station, but found that they couldn't get in at all.

"This is actually a good thing for us, we can recruit these people to our village, as long as the power plant is restored, there is land in the village and people can live in it."

"Well, the village chief is the same as I thought, population is now the resource we need the most," Xing Tianliang agrees with this idea.

"And what does the base need to exchange weapons?" Meng Qingqiang asked again.

"Actually, a lot of things can be exchanged for weapons. Medicines, chemical raw materials, some special instruments, and even fuel, fresh food can actually be replaced, and the corpse's head can also be replaced, and the people in the base have clearly pointed out that the price of the transformed corpse's head like the Black Hand will be higher. Xing Tianliang introduced the rules of the transfer station in detail.

Heard that the Relay collects corpse heads, and is more interested in transforming corpse heads. Meng Qingqiang, who was sitting on the sofa, straightened his body, and couldn't help but think, he immediately thought of that yellow substance, it seemed that the research institute behind the transfer station might have also discovered the magic of this substance, but he didn't say much about it.

After discussing with Xing Tianliang, Meng Qingqiang decided to organize manpower and supplies, even if the road was slippery and difficult to walk on snowy days, he had to go to the transit station, after all, there were weapons and people urgently needed in the village.