The captured zombies were hung by Ke Mingde on the sunny side of the house, hung out of the window with ropes, exposed to the sun for several days, and had wilted their heads and no longer moved, and there was only one line left before death.

Ke Mingde broke the rope with a fingering, and the zombie fell down, not knowing how to adjust his posture, his head hit the ground, and his cervical spine broke.

He added another slap and completely killed the zombie.

"What about its soul?"

Kommad dismembered the zombie and lifted its skull, never finding its soul.

"After the death of a hypothermia, the soul does not leave the body, but remains in the transformed corpse, and then disappears, what happens in it?"

I couldn't figure it out, so I left this one behind, and it wouldn't affect him anyway.

Piling the remains of the zombies in the sun, Kommad called in Corleone.

"You go find ten strong men, no, still five, bring your tools, and call them over!"

Ke Mingde commanded.

When the autumn harvest season comes, it is necessary to take advantage of the good weather to harvest the grain as soon as possible, and there is not much manpower.

After a while, Corion called five people, all of whom were in their twenties and thirties, holding farm tools.

"You go find some discarded felt cloth and quilts, put them in the tricycle, and push the cart out of the gate. ”

Corleone had the order to leave.

Ke Mingde then said to the five people: "You are all the people of the Father, and you should serve the Father, I have received an oracle asking us to destroy the monsters in the world, the demonic infected, and those zombies!"

"It's our pleasure!"

The five people praised it, and then asked: "But zombies have no pain, no vital damage, are not afraid of bullets and knives, and there are a lot of them, what should we do?"

These people have become more and more religious under the brainwashing of several days in a row.

"Zombies are the vanguard of the abyss invasion, their stronghold, if the zombies are not removed, sooner or later our world will sink into the abyss hell, into eternal darkness and suffering. ”

"We have to get rid of the zombies!"

Ke Mingde said.

"May we destroy evil with our lives!" The five of them immediately boiled with enthusiasm.

"God the Father cherishes every one of His people!" said Kominde, "and you must cherish your lives." ”

"Heavenly Father is merciful! Praise the Supreme Father!" the five were moved: "Then what are we going to do?"

"Set the trap!" said Ko Mingde eventually.

......

Yesterday, Ke Mingde encountered the first electromagnetic storm since the crossing, and all the delicate electronic parts of the RV were damaged, and it could not even be fired, so it could only be used as a room.

On this trip, I had to use a tricycle.

The shelter collected a total of three human-powered three-wheeled vehicles, as well as a number of trolleys, leaving a three-wheeled agricultural one, and Ke Mingde and the five people shared two vehicles to travel.

The road was blocked by obstacles, the dirt road was very difficult to walk, and the cyclists were sweating for a while and took turns riding.

Ke Mingde sat on a pile of torn quilts, although he could easily carry five people on the road, but his status was already different, and exceeding the rules would only weaken his authority.

"Stop here!"

Ke Mingde jumped out of the car, and a container truck stopped near the left, where he was the zombie he had captured.

"You sew the felt quilt together, not too delicately, but it must be strong!"

Ke Mingde instructed the five people to walk around the neighborhood twice and choose a location.

"Up!"

He chose a low-chassis car, lifted it up, and stacked it against the previous container truck.

"Heavenly Father is above!" the five were stunned.

After a while, Ke Mingde brought ten small cars, leaning on the container trucks, to enclose a fence.

The fence is stacked with two trolleys, more than three meters high, the overall funnel shape, the truck as the bottom of the funnel, the exit is about two meters wide, can stand down three people, and the interior encloses about ten square meters of open space.

This is the trap designed by Ke Mingde, which is a trap made of local materials, simple to make, and then covered with a felt cloth to isolate the light, which is an excellent trap.

Zombies roam here, and as soon as the morning dawns, they have to find shadows to hide and wait for the night to fall again, while ordinary people can block the entrance and capture them.

If there are a large number of zombies in the trap, you can also block the entrance, remove the felt cloth, and dry it for a day or two, and wait for the zombies to resist before disposing of it.

"The chassis is a little high, zombies can climb out!"

Ke Mingde observed for a while, found a problem, and then pulled out a sharp blade, infused true qi, cut off the axle, and removed the wheel.

A few clicks, the car is close to the ground, and then there is no gap.

Ke Mingde nodded and called five people: "You cover the roof, don't leak light, if you need to, you can remove it, these windows and gaps are also covered with things!"

After the confession, Ke Mingde went to the next place alone, and set up a second trap at an interval of one kilometer.

After the third trap is built, return to acceptance, at this time the top of the first trap has not yet been clouded.

There were only about forty people in the shelter, and it would take a lot of labor to pull out five people to hunt, and no amount of traps could be built.

"I've cleaned up the zombies nearby, you can rest assured, I'll go to the city to collect some supplies. ”

After the confession, Ke Mingde rode a three-wheeler, found a warehouse in the city, filled a cart with grain, and found some opaque plastic sheeting, and brought it back together.

By the afternoon, the trap had been set up, and a curtain had been hung, and it was pitch black inside.

Back at the Vault, Kommad sent some rods to be made to capture the zombies.

The sleeve rod is composed of a handle and a lasso, the handle is a hollow tube, the front section is an iron ring, and a rope passes through the hollow pipe to control the caliber of the iron ring.

When hunting, one person controls the zombie with a fork rod, and the other person can lock the zombie with a sleeve rod, which is the nemesis of the zombie who has no vital point and lacks intelligence.

"Why don't we use acid or fire against zombies?"

At the sermon after dinner, there were questions.

"Where do we get the acid, where do we get the fuel, and the zombies are swarming, but we don't give you time to prepare!"

Ke Mingde's authority had been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and someone immediately defended him.

"Zombies were also living people, they were infected by demonic energy, it was not their own fault, burned to death with flames, their souls will sink into the abyss and hell, Heavenly Father can't bear it, so he sent me to surpass the soul!"

Ke Mingde had already thought of an excuse.

"Zombies infected by demonic energy, their souls will shrink into bones, you only need to bring back their bones, and I can redeem their souls!"

This is Ke Mingde's plan.

He regards this world as a white bone farm, producing white bones for his cultivation, so he naturally needs herdsmen to collect white bones for him, and it is too troublesome to catch zombies every day.

At this time, the shelter was crowded, and he could only catch two or three zombies every day, and when he merged with other shelters, the number of people increased, and the daily harvest was enough for him to use.

Moreover, he has coveted several magic weapons recorded in the Wuxiang White Bone Dao for a long time, this is the only magic weapon cultivation method he knows, but it is not a talisman that is useless to him such as the White Bone Bead and Zhengyang Baojian.

"Terry, Wright...... The five of you, the Hand of Light, destroy the demonic energy and redeem their souls!"

Ke Mingde canonized the five people who had set the trap with him today, and ordered them to hunt zombies every day.

"You are the Father's blade against the Abyss and Hell!

"The glory of the Father shines on me!"

The five people kowtowed reverently, and a sense of responsibility welled up in their hearts.