In the captive factory, floors 1-16 are human habitats, floor 1 is the lowest level of survivors, which is used to meet the daily needs of mutant zombies, which is called the bottom layer, floors 2 to 6 is a dividing line, which is called the middle floor, floors 7-11 is a dividing line, which is called the upper floor, floors 12-15 is a dividing line, which is called the upper floor, and floor 16 is the highest number of floors that survivors of the captive factory can reach, which is called the top floor.

At the top level, you can have a chance to challenge the mutant zombies, and if you succeed, you can get free, and if you fail, you will either be transformed into a slave by the mutant zombies, or you will die.

The bottom layer will be sacrificed to feed the mutant zombies every day, the middle layer needs to choose one person to supplement the bottom layer, the upper layer needs to choose one person to supplement the middle layer, and the upper layer and the top layer are not among them.

If you want to enter the upper layer, you must have the corresponding strength, the number of each layer is fixed, someone goes up, then it means that someone wants to go down, this, is the rule set by the mutant zombies, and even the division of this floor is also set by them, the purpose is to provoke conflicts between survivors.

This is not a conspiracy, but a conspiracy, and the mutant zombies have no intention of hiding it, and what is even more sad is that the survivors know the truth of the matter, but no one is willing to give up a longer survival time, so the fight is inevitable.

The man's name is Xia Yu, who originally belonged to the survivors of the middle class, and the small group he led failed in the struggle for the upper class residency and was banished to the bottom, and his small group has also fallen apart, and he joined other groups to join other groups.

The law of the jungle is vividly demonstrated under this strict floor division.

And the ones who guarantee the rules of captive factories are the cleaners, who, or should call them, are transformed from the top-level groups that have failed to challenge the mutant zombies.

As it stands, I haven't heard of anyone who has successfully challenged mutant zombies.

The man's information is very complete, and it also gives Chen Mo a deeper understanding of the entire captive factory.

This way of managing mutant zombies, I have to say, is really quite smart, and it makes Chen Mo inexplicably think of the Gu raising he saw on the Internet before, which seems to be to select the strongest survivors, but what puzzles him is that the mutant zombies are selected like this, what is the picture?

Looking at Chen Mo who was frowning and thinking deeply, Xia Yu did not open his mouth to urge, but waited for the other party's answer, for Chen Mo's strength, he had confidence that he would return to the middle level, or even the upper level, and have the opportunity to rush, this time, he will definitely not fail again, and more importantly, she is still waiting for herself.

After a long time, Chen Mo's brows stretched, and he looked at Xia Yu and said slowly.

"So the question is, how do we get into the middle level?"

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The way to go up is simple and simple, go up the stairs, but if you can go up, whether you can stay depends on your own strength.

Every four days, a cleaner counts the number of survivors on each floor, and if the number is not right, the survivors are killed until the number of people reaches the standard number of heads.

So in order to survive, everyone who goes upstairs will be attacked.

This attack is an attack from the original level survivors.

Either the individual strength is strong enough, or you have your own small team, otherwise, it is almost impossible to rise.

This is also why Xia Yu found Chen Mo.

After all, at this level, the only one who can make him barely look at it is Chen Mo.

Looking at the back of Xia Yu leaving, Chen Mo fell into deep thought.

He didn't fully believe Xia Yan's words, but most of what the other party said should be true, which is why Chen Mo chose to cooperate with the other party temporarily, he didn't want to wait for the approach of death in this captive factory, since there was a glimmer of life, then he had to fight, even if it was stepping on other people's bones, a touch of ruthlessness appeared in Chen Mo's eyelids, since he was speaking with his fists here, what he had to do was to become the strongest fist, and his own strength was the most reliable.

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A few rays of the morning sun poured in, but instead of dispelling the lifeless atmosphere of the hall on the first floor, it added a bit of coldness, and the survivors were either still asleep or in a daze.

After a "bang", the staircase security door was pushed open, and several figures walked out of it.

4 men in blood-colored uniforms with cold faces, and, 3 survivors.

The three survivors all had large and small wounds on their bodies, and the man in the middle was in a semi-conscious state, and was held by the other two survivors so that he would not fall to the ground.

The survivors in the hall looked at the three survivors who had been taken down by the clean-up with different expressions, and there was a touch of schadenfreude in their numbness.

Chen Mo also woke up from his sleep, looking at the three survivors who were brought down by the cleanup, Chen Mo was silent.

The two survivors helped the man in the middle to a corner and sat down.

None of the three spoke, their expressions dazed with a hint of despair.

The four cleaners turned around indifferently and were about to leave, when one of them, who was about 30 years old, suddenly stopped, sniffed vigorously, and then set his eyes on the little girl snuggled in the woman's arms.

In the face of the cleaner's cold eyes, the little girl shrank into the woman's arms in fear, but a pair of small hands tightly tugged at the woman's collar.

The cleaner frowned slightly, walked up to the little girl, and said coldly.

"Let go!"

A hint of panic flashed on the little girl's face, but her little hand not only did not let go, but pulled it tighter.

This made the cleaner's brow furrow even tighter, but he didn't intend to bother with the little girl, but crouched down, pinched the woman's chin with his hand, and lifted her head.

Looking at the cheeks of the woman with her beautiful eyes closed and her face turned gray, the cleaner had a realization in his heart, let go of the hand holding the woman's chin, stood up, and said lightly to the other three cleaners.

"This woman is dead, carry her away!"

Hearing this, the three cleaners stepped forward, and one of them put his hand on the woman's shoulder, and was about to hold her on the shoulder, but the little girl suddenly bit his hand.

The cleaner withdrew his hand and looked at the clear tooth marks on the tiger's mouth, and a cold look appeared on his face.

The huge fist swung away with a whistling sound and slammed into the little girl's head with a muffled "bang".

The little girl's emaciated body collapsed and lost consciousness.

The cleaner did not stop there, but raised his foot, seeing that the posture was to stomp on the little girl, and this foot went down, with the fragile body of the little girl, there was no possibility of sparing.

Seeing that a tragedy was about to happen, a flat voice sounded.

"Enough!"

The sound was not loud, but it was a little abrupt in the empty hall.

The cleaner lowered his foot and turned his head to look at the source of the sound, and the other three cleaners looked back almost simultaneously.

What caught my eye was Chen Mo, who slowly stood up from the ground.