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The next morning was early in the morning.

Yang also controlled his clone to stand on a tall building with some tiredness, looking into the distance at the red sun that had risen early. After a night of almost non-stop killing, the glass bottle around his waist was finally filled with softness. It is a pity that Yang Yi did not encounter an evolved zombie in one night, otherwise with the software repair strength of the evolved zombie, a first-order one is enough to withstand hundreds of ordinary zombies.

Wash the software with water, sit on the corner of the building, and throw the software into your mouth one by one as if you were eating green beans.

The soft body has become like a sweet spring, and the import has been melted, so that Yang also has a refreshing feeling of enjoyment.

One night, the hole in the chest was repaired somewhat, and now with the impetus of the soft body, the repair speed has increased more than ten times, to the point where it is visible to the naked eye.

After eating the software, Yang Yi first sealed the passage on the roof of the building, violently smashed a cement water tower on the roof, and then hid the clone inside.

The repair speed of the clone is fast, but there is no way to completely heal such a large hole without repairing it in a day or two. Yang Yi also happened to take advantage of this period of free time to implement his plan, so as not to make people take the lead.

Withdrawing consciousness from the doppelganger......

Yang Yi hurriedly ate some leftovers, then carried the last two bags of leftover rice at home, carried a submachine gun in his hand, and walked out.

Two hundred catties were carried on his shoulders, and there was no sense of pressure on Yang Yi at this time.

The inheritance of power made Yang Yi, who looked thin, become a Hercules-like existence.

"It's a good thing that the big guy of the clone hasn't been passed on, otherwise he would become two meters tall, which is not a good thing. And then one more level, God knows how tall the doppelganger will become? Yang Yi is glad that if he is really as tall as a doppelganger, he will be sad in the future.

In the early morning, you can always see people hurrying up and down the settlement.

After a month of frenzied hunting, the gap between the rich and the poor in the settlement began to develop.

Each one is almost nothing, and the last days are like a testing ground for testing one's abilities with real money. The greater his power, the richer he becomes, the more food he has, and he will become a man in the last days. And people with poor ability and cowardice can only be at the bottom forever, and they will eventually be on the hunger line.

The richest group of people, ironically, are not fighting to snatch food from the zombies, but the management of the settlement.

The officials of the settlement, they are at the top of the pyramid of this grand feast.

Then there are the leaders and captains of the teams, who have the same amount of food and gold wealth in their hands.

Coming down, there are some key members of each team.

At the bottom, there are people who can get by, and they will always go out to make a temporary cameo when hunger comes, so as to earn a little food. As soon as they have enough food to eat for a few days, they huddle in their nests and wait for the next time they run out of food.

This kind of people are the people who are most afraid of death, they don't dare to face zombies, as long as they have food, they won't face zombies.

In Yang Yi's view, once there is a food crisis, they are the first to die.

Ironically, it is precisely they, in the face of death, who are also the craziest group of people, who can do anything when they lose their minds, and are one of the most important reasons for the root cause of chaos and killing.

Yang Yi, who was carrying two bags of rice, strode towards the outside of the settlement, attracting the attention of many people.

For the eyes of others, Yang Yi didn't bother to pay attention to them, and still went his own way.

Outside the settlement, it can be said that the four directions of the settlement have become temporary recruitment sites, where countless teams will recruit teams, and similarly, countless people are looking for teams here. Although after more than a month of running-in, this kind of search and demand has declined, but there are still teams that lack people, and there are people who are looking for teams.

In the last days, it is impossible for a team to want to be immortal, and the gap in human resources will always be there.

When Yang Yi arrived here, the time was just right, and it was the time when the teams were ready to go, and there were the most people at this time, and it was very lively.

Yang Yi looked around, looking for the most conspicuous place.

After several searches, Yang Yi's eyes finally lit up, because he found that there was a high platform built by someone not far away, which was extremely conspicuous, and in this bulldozed area, it should be the highest commanding height except for the wall of the settlement.

Without hesitation, Yang Yi walked over, no matter who built it, he used it first.

When I came to this high platform, I made a visual inspection, and it should be about six meters, and there was no staircase for people to go up.

But this did not stump Yang Yi, he put down a bag of rice, then grabbed another bag with one hand, took a deep breath, and then carried the hundred catties of rice, and climbed up on this high platform with one hand. This kind of challenge, for Yang Yi at this time, is not a challenge, and it can be easily completed.

After a few strokes, he climbed to the high platform, and Yang Yi threw the bag of rice on it, and slid down again.

At first, no one noticed Yang Yi, but when Yang Yi grabbed the second bag of rice with one hand, he still attracted the attention of the people next to him.

Under the gaze of many people, Yang Yi once again climbed up on the high platform with hundreds of catties of rice in one hand, as flexible as a monkey, and climbed to the high platform in a moment.

"Damn, is this kid mentioning rice or cotton, for show?"

Countless people asked such questions, but unfortunately Yang Yi couldn't tell them the answer, for the success that attracted the attention of many people, and it was also in Yang Yi's plan, it was impossible to pull his throat when the time came, but no one came to apply, right? So it's a joke.

Transporting two bags of rice to the high platform, Yang Yi took out a brush from his body, unscrewed a bottle of ink, dipped it, and then removed a large wooden board from the high platform and wrote on it.

In a moment, Yang Yi finished writing.

Throwing the brush, Yang Yi took off the Type 56 submachine gun from his shoulder, and pointed it to the sky to pull the trigger.

The sound of "......da-da" did not create chaos as imagined, but only attracted people's attention, and in this last days, the sound of gunfire is too ordinary and normal. It is precisely because of this understanding that Yang Yi will boldly shoot here, if it weren't for the commonplace of people, Yang Yi would really not dare to do it.

Seeing that the people nearby were all focused on themselves, even Yang Yi, who had killed countless zombies, was a little nervous.

Cheering himself up, Yang Yiyi gritted his teeth and walked to the edge of the high platform without timidity.

The wooden board that had just been written was taken over, and Yang Yi tied it with a rope, then threw it out and hung it directly on the high platform.

In the sunlight, the four big black letters on the wooden board made the people next to them see clearly.

"Recruitment?"

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