Humans do not have the habit of eating murderous corpses.

Zhang Xianru is very sure of this.

In other words, all of the missing and captured companions died outside the city, rotting and turning into garbage.

What a waste.

As the battle worsened, the corpses in the city began to become uneasy.

Many of the corpses are asking the same question———— who will save us?

In this regard, Zhang Xianru could only smile bitterly.

Human beings have evolved the concepts of "us" and "them" from a very early age. The distinction is simple, the group of people around you is "us", and the others are "them". Murderous corpses are also terrestrial creatures, and the same logical concept has also been generated in the process of evolution. In fact, there are no social animals in the world who care about the rights and interests of their species as a whole. As said in "A Brief History of Mankind": no chimpanzee cares about the rights and interests of the entire chimpanzee population, no snail will raise a tentacle for the world's snail population, no lion leader will say that I want to be the world's corpse king, and no honeycomb will take the initiative to put up a slogan "The world's worker bees unite".

The murderous corpses in the city of Shihezi are facing such a situation.

Although connections are being created between the various cities ruled by the corpses, supplies are being exchanged through cleared roads. But in essence, this is actually just a complementary interest, and it is more like a commercial behavior.

"City-state", this is Zhang Xianru's understanding of the current situation of various cities ruled by murderous corpses.

It can't remember exactly which city's corpse leader first came up with the slogan "racial cooperation." It seems to be a certain city in the south, and later there are many neighboring cities and distant cities that have murderous corpses coming over many times in a row to negotiate cooperation.

It is all-round cooperation, and it is a blend and complementarity of close cooperation in the military, cultural, and economic fields. Zhang Xianru scoffed at this kind of "cooperation", and from the bottom of his heart he was not interested in this kind of thing, and he was very resistant to it. This is not surprising, Zhang Xianru is not a brainless murderous corpse, he has read a lot of human books, is very proficient in the history of the earth, and knows that there have been many emperors with huge power in the human world. Zhang Xianru did not want to be any "population collaborator" at all, and he dreamed of becoming the emperor of the whole world, and he was the first emperor of the murderous corpse.

People always have dreams, and murderous corpses are no exception.

However, many dreams cannot become reality.

Zhang Xianru now regrets it more than ever. It has rejected too much kindness from its fellow zombies in nearby cities, as well as in distant cities. It was so tough and indifferent in its rejection of its kind that it annoyed the other side and almost went to war.

Now, there is no friendship at all, and it is impossible for them to send reinforcements.

Almost the entire city has fallen, and the only thing Zhang Xianru can do now is to take all the remaining murderous corpses and guard them in the Central Commercial Building. This is a different kind of defensive building, as early as two weeks ago, a large number of weapons were set up, and a sufficient amount of human flesh and water were stocked. Based on the number of murderous corpses currently in containment, it can last at least two months.

If the situation still hasn't changed by then, Zhang Xianru doesn't know what to do.

It often falls into inexplicable fantasies.

Oh, yes! I used to be a human being, but I was infected by a virus to become what I am now.

There can never be any reinforcements.

What most high-rise buildings have in common is that the higher you go, the smaller the floor size. No way, this is the earth, and everything must honestly obey the rules set by nature. The principle of gravity is a crucial part of this, and large buildings are not toys for children, and the result of being top-heavy is that the building collapses and everything comes to naught.

Zhang Xianru sat alone in the large office on the 81st floor, the top floor of the Central Commercial Building, silently watching the sun hanging in the sky in the distance. I don't know where a dark cloud floated from nowhere, blocking the sun, but the cloud was not too thick, and the sun was unwilling to be blocked like this. It struggled desperately, releasing a strong light from behind the clouds, and it could only make itself look vague, like a round yolk that a greedy child pulled out of a salted duck egg.

A tall male corpse wearing a light gray combat uniform strode into the room, knelt down on one knee behind Zhang Xianru's chair, and his voice was full of anxiety and worry: "Your Excellency, the third brigade of the subordinate army stationed in the north has also defected. ”

The security of the city was originally entrusted to the human vassals. The evolution of intelligence also had an effect on Zhang Xianru, who, like other cities controlled by the corpses, established a new type of army composed entirely of corpses. Unfortunately, this army was established for so short a time and there was a serious shortage that Zhang Xianru had to hand over most of the work of defending the city to the subordinate army.

It knew that these humans were unreliable, but it didn't expect that the overall collapse of the Dependent Army would be much faster than expected. As soon as the rebel group's offensive on the outskirts of the city began, the subordinate armies broke up one after another, either turning their guns on the murderous corpses, or simply fleeing with the weapons, ammunition, and various supplies they were allotted.

The reinforced concrete fortifications that had been built with great effort had been completely turned into ornaments, and the guard towers used for suppression of fire did not pose any threat to the rebels. Originally, the impregnable line of defense was like a beautiful sculpture piled up with sand on the beach, which looked like it, but when you poke it lightly with your hand and splash some water on it, it immediately became full of holes and collapsed.

At that time, Zhang Xianru didn't believe that the subordinate army he had high hopes for would be so unbeaten. With the corpse's visual ability far beyond that of ordinary humans, coupled with high-powered military binoculars, he saw part of the battle scene from a building in the inner line of the city.

Not all of the vassals are greedy for life and fear death, and some of them are still loyal to the murderous humans. Faithful to their duties, they fired desperately at the attacking rebels, pouring their firepower on everything. However, their numbers were too small, especially when most of the surrounding retainers had surrendered, and these recalcitrant rebels immediately became the focus of the battle. They are like a magnet that attracts the rebels. When more than a dozen rockets roared from the air, blasting the fortifications of one stronghold after another, there was no suspense about the outcome of the battle.

The rebels did not spare a single recalcitrant who was still alive. These stubborn and desperate guys, whether they were slightly or seriously injured, were all caught and executed on the spot on the battlefield———— through the binoculars, Zhang Xianru saw those poor people nailed to wooden poles. It was the practice of piercing the bones of the hands and feet with large long iron nails and then fastening them firmly to the cross. Like the tragic experience that the man named Jesus endured. Many members of the rebels shouted and cheered around the crosses erected on the ground, and they humiliated the captives in various ways, even passing wires through those who had not yet been nailed, and through their shoulders like a string of strange rock sugar gourds.

It was too far away for Zhang Xianru to hear what the human rebels were saying. But even if you think about it, you can understand that it is nothing more than applause, scolding, mocking, cursing, roaring, crying...... Perhaps, there are still one or two captains and other characters at the scene, using the example of the tortured and dying captives of the retainers, giving speeches full of a sense of justice, calling on more people to take up arms and kill all the murderous corpses in this world.

The Resistance has always done this. They have a knack for demagoguery. Zhang Xianru can also understand this, especially from the perspective of human beings, these recalcitrant followers are actually racial traitors. In the process of the evolution of the murderous corpse and the occupation of the city, they did too many bad things, completely fell to the murderous corpse, and became out-and-out accomplices.

These people must die!

Of course, these humans are not stupid, they are actually very smart. They stubbornly believe that their boss is not so easy to defeat, because the corpse has a strong fighting power and occupies a well-equipped factory. Both the weaponry and the quality of the soldiers are far better than the rat-like resistance groups wandering in the wilderness...... But even they didn't expect that they had resisted to the end, and those murderous corpses never appeared at all from beginning to end, and no reinforcements were sent in the hope.

If it weren't for Liu Tianming and his subordinates' extremely efficient hunting offspring, the siege battle would not have been so smooth.

Not many people know this secret, very few.

Zhang Xianru sat on the sofa and did not turn around, nor did he want to stand up. It was silent for nearly five seconds before slowly nodding.

"Got it."

Got it?

The corpse guard kneeling on the ground was stunned, and couldn't help but raise his head and look at the back of the sofa with a shocked face.

It didn't understand why Zhang Xianru would say such a thing, it was completely different from what he expected.

The lord is a very wise and great man, and he should lead us to victory. Especially when you hear that you have brought such bad news, you should be extremely angry. It should roar and wave its hands and give the order to counterattack the corpses gathered in the commercial buildings, and fight back against the damned humans who have stormed the city.

We are not afraid of death, we are all the bravest warriors. Even the youngest corpse here can still easily take out adult humans. We don't need to fear them, we have to fight!

However, the lord did not say anything.

After a stalemate of shock and incomprehension for nearly half a minute, the murderous corpse guard heard Zhang Xianru say the second sentence in a faint tone.

"You go out first, I want to be alone for a while."