After a pause, Vlasov continued: "What are you going to do? Those retainers are not difficult to deal with. But how do you fool yourself with those corpses? Zombies are not idiots. Some of them are said to be smarter than Albert Einstein. ”

"Let's pick another place, a different city."

Cao Xinneng's voice was calm, but it was full of ferocity and ruthlessness, like a wild beast carefully checking whether its claws were sharp before hunting: "Let's go somewhere else to kill people, and then get the corpse over." Hey, hey, hey! I don't think the corpses will be impressed by the vassals of all the cities. With so many people and so many faces, how much can they remember, no matter how smart they are? ”

"It's still cold, and the body can be preserved for a long time. It's a kind of luck. If we come back in a different season, I'm afraid this method won't work. ”

Vlasov swore that Cao Xinneng was definitely the most evil guy he had ever encountered in his life.

……

In the other direction of this land, Xinxiang City.

Sibo glanced at the watch on his wrist, and the hands were fixed on the grid of eight o'clock and three points.

It's night.

The number of human inhabitants in the city is much greater than you think. Of course, it is absolutely impossible to achieve the level of density that preceded the virus outbreak. But no matter what, compared to any city that Sibo has walked before, Xinxiang has been lively, and even reached the level of prosperity.

Many shops on both sides of the street are open, indicating that the city is in good order and that civilization is continuing within the framework of the law.

Although the crowd is not as dense as in peacetime, the overall flow is considerable. Sibo paid attention to the men and women passing by: in five minutes, seventy-one walked forward, backward, left and right.

Mostly human, with only six murderous corpses. These mutated creatures resemble humans in appearance, but they are so distinct that they can be distinguished at a glance.

There are police patrolling the roads, and at some important street intersections, there are even strong reinforced concrete checkpoints. The fact that the corpses are on guard is also a sign that attitudes towards humans are changing. At the very least, they increase the number of warriors in their own race, rather than leaving almost all combat units under the control of human vassals, as was the case in the past.

The great leader famously said———— power comes from the barrel of a gun.

The corpse has apparently understood the importance of this sentence and is changing some of the mistakes of previous policies.

Huge electronic screens are powered around the clock. A show star's song and dance is playing on the screen. It was a tall woman, very beautiful, with a very heavy smoky makeup on her face. There is not much difference between wearing nothing under the extremely short hip skirt, the camisole on the upper body is obviously too cool, and the two bulging fat clumps on the chest will always come out of control and jump out of the clothes from time to time.

The music is full of rhythm, stepping on the beat, the beautiful female star twists her waist hard, showing the most seductive parts of her body———— if it is changed to the past, this kind of dance full of ** atmosphere will definitely be banned. But now, even if she was all stripped and danced, no one would say anything about it.

A lot of people gathered under the screen, whistling at the footage that was being broadcast, jerking off like psychopaths. Although spring is still some time away and the weather is still quite cold, some young people are changing into summer clothes early. Women show white thighs, and men peek out tattooed arms from underneath short-sleeved T-shirts. Tobacco and howling are an integral part of this occasion that will never be missing. Several deadly corpses stood at a checkpoint not far away, happily watching these fools desperately indulge in the streets.

Sibo frowned, quickly searching his head for past memories.

He was sure that he had never seen the female star on the electronic screen. She's obviously a newcomer, and she's only emerged after the virus outbreak.

Of course, I don't know what her name is, but she is really beautiful, much better than those imposters who have undergone an unknown number of surgeries in peacetime, and their smooth skin is full of broken muscles.

There is no doubt that she is the new acting star of the murderous ruler. In terms of selecting people, the mutant monsters that eat people do have more vision than humans themselves.

Only when it is pleasant, can you forget about sorrow and pain.

Not only female stars, but also male acting stars. Since entering Xinxiang the day before yesterday, Sibo has seen at least dozens of people on the electronic screens at large and small intersections along the way. Both men and women are packaged according to the routine before the outbreak of the virus. Their names sound unfamiliar, but their singing skills are skilled, even better than some of the big stars in peacetime.

Entertainment changes lives.

This is a notorious, remodeled phrase in peacetime.

Sibo has always believed that acting stars are not worth their worth at the time. Come out casually and sing a song, show up in front of the screen, and you can receive a generous honorarium. In contrast, the people who really gave rise to the evolutionary power of civilization in this society, such as the scientists who buried their heads in research, were unknown and received so little that no one even knew about them after they died.

Society is full of injustice, but this phenomenon is definitely not normal. Perhaps it was precisely because of the overly strong contrast, the contrast was too great, so that era was destroyed by the virus, leaving only an empty picture that amazed future generations and felt like they were imaginative.

The corpses are really similar to humans.

They have learned a lot from humans, and they have also learned how to use entertainment to mentally control human civilians.

In fact, if you think about it, it is impossible for every member of the society to be diligent, and even if there is a man-eating monster like a murderous corpse that releases death threats at any time, the ruled human civilians may still have a sense of resistance. The easiest way to get rid of the rebellion and resistance mentality at its root is to make the human civilians not think about it, or not think about it at all.

It is impossible to control the mind. Even the most brutal monarch in history could not do this. The murderous corpse was helpless about it. They can only settle for the next best thing, and try to enrich the daily lives of human civilians in a way that entertains them, and anesthetizes their brains that are likely to resist.

Let's sing! Fool!

Let's dance! Idiot!

Play the game! Idiot!

Under the influence of spiritual opium, spend the rest of your life in chaos! A sucker!

The methods of mass murder are irrational, cruel and barbaric, and they can terrify the human survivors outside the city who are on the sidelines, and completely dispel all wonderful illusions.

Farms need farmers, factory machinery needs workers who are responsible for operating them, and all kinds of skilled people who help manage the city...... You can't kill these people all at once. It is necessary to anesthetize them, to give them a new taste of the good life they once lost, and to give them the material basis they want.

Sibo was shocked and terrified by what he saw in the city.

The virus outbreak has devastated the human world at its source. But now, a new ruling class has emerged. They follow the same methods as before, and they have a better effect on human civilians under the threat of a cruel natural environment of hunger, disease and cold.

Television stations in the city have resumed operations, and more electronic screens are being erected in the streets. Even ordinary human civilians who do not have television can still see long-lost song and dance performances through these channels...... As comical as it sounds, it is undeniable that music and beautiful and handsome entertainers have a strong suppressive effect on the fear of the common people.

In the city of Xinxiang, the murderous corpse has completed the repair of the electronic network.

According to the regulations, all human citizens who have permission and have an ID card can receive a mobile phone for free. Of course, the specific function of this portable machine is not to communicate, but to serve as a small game console. There are currently only three games that can be played on it. A lot of people like it, and they enjoy it.

According to the orders issued by the corpse archon, the human citizens formed dozens of teams in factories, farms, and large-scale commercial areas. From badminton to football, it covers all sports. These teams play at weekly intervals in major stadiums. The winning team will be rewarded and the event will be broadcast live on TV.

People who don't like singing and dancing entertainment and games can also find their spiritual sustenance in sports competitions.

Sibo saw a poster on the opposite wall.

It was an advertisement for the "City Games". In addition to medals, the winners can also receive a large amount of blood money and luxury goods that are rarely seen, covering all aspects of food, clothing and transportation.

Any human civilian can participate, as long as you have an official ID to live in the city.

There are also more worn-out advertising paper plastered on the walls. Sibo walked over and took a closer look, and found that it was a notice about the music and painting competition, which was held two months ago.

"The world is finished."

Sibo wears a gray trench coat and a waterproof hood, and his emaciated pale face hides in the depths of the darkness. He looked through the edge of his hood at the rain-washed advertising paper on the wall, which had lost its original color, and the electronic screens from the side buildings kept flickering in the corners of his eyes, shaking his head imperceptibly and letting out a sigh of extreme helplessness.

"These brainless fools were climbed to the top by a group of monsters, and they still honestly obeyed orders, thinking that this is the so-called paradise."

Gu Kegang stood next to Sibo, wearing a black trench coat of the same style, but in a darker color. The conversation between the two men was so low that only each other could hear it: "It's useless, they won't feel that there's anything wrong with it." ”

(End of chapter)