As if seeing the sorrow of the world, God didn't know which tendon was wrong, and he actually shed a few tears and turned into a light rain and fell on the world. Since the second half of the night, the drizzle has not stopped, and by early morning, the earth has been wet, and the sky is dark and depressing.

Although the riots in the security zone in the south of the city have stopped, there are still few traces on the streets. Many of the shops along the street were burned to the ground, and along with the large number of residential areas, they collapsed into a heap of black and swarthy piles, and they could not be seen in their original appearance.

Only places like the Security Zone Management Office, the Third Ring Entertainment City, the Xiushan Apartment, and the Xiaolou of the Ping An Transportation Company barely survived, but it is not difficult to see from the bullet holes in the doors, windows, walls, and barricades that they have all experienced fierce battles.

Although it was already dark, the streets were deserted, and all the displaced people who had not fled, including the local administrators, were huddled in their makeshift positions, guns in their hands, and their eyes fixed on the outside.

"Click...... Buzz Buzz...... Ahem...... "At eight o'clock, a loud electric sound suddenly sounded in the street. The direction of the sound is not consistent, there is a north, there is also a south.

If anyone has sensitive ears or is close to a remnant building, they will find that there are several electric horns on the roofs of the Third Ring Entertainment City, Xiushan Apartment and Ping An Transportation Company.

It was usually installed on top of a telephone pole, like a loudspeaker in a village in the old world, and it was ready to convey the notice of the village council. Now I don't know who took it down, four or five were put together, and the horns were facing all around.

"Hello everyone, I'm Hong Tao, the former self-governing district judge, Hong Tao. A few months ago, I was assassinated, but I didn't die and caught the killer. At that time, I wanted to use this opportunity to bargain with the coalition government for some benefits, such as further opening up the Red Zone and allowing displaced people to obtain more necessities on their own.

But I'm obviously a little naïve, not only have I put myself in prison, but I've also been involved with a lot of like-minded people, and I have to apologize to them sincerely, some of whom may be gone, and can't hear the apology.

Since ancient times, these people have been called pioneers and heroes, but to die is to die, human life is only once, and no matter how bright the glory behind them is, it is also dead, and nothing can be seen. But if there is the slightest possibility, I think they are willing to choose again, to avoid me, the evil spirit!

That's right, I didn't die, I got away with it. When I traveled day and night in the mountains and dense forests, I was basically a little discouraged and planned to go out to sea by boat and find a place that was not too obstructive for the rest of my life.

But the ancients said well, I would have turned my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shone on the ditch. At this time, I and the few remaining companions were said to be carriers of the zombie virus, and we were nicknamed mutants.

Mutant yarn, if we have the function of a mutant, why don't we secretly bite people in the safe zone, bite a few every day, a few years later, to say the least, there are 100,000 diehards, do you need to show up in person to do this and that?

Therefore, anyone who believes that nonsense, even if he is half-convinced, has not enough brains, and to put it bluntly, he is stupid. Stupidity is a disease, a terminal disease, and contagious. When a certain percentage of stupid people are in a group, everyone will gradually become infected, and eventually the group itself will become stupid.

In the face of stupidity, my personal opinion is to wipe out, so I came back with a zombie wave. As for why I can command zombies, whether it will be a mutant, you may not believe the answer, but I still have to explain.

I'm not a mutant, I'm still a human. It's just that I have some kind of substance in my body that I don't know yet, which can be immune to the zombie virus, and at the same time, I can communicate with the living corpses, and then control the zombie group through the living corpses.

Speaking of which, some people's hearts may jump suddenly, what I want to say is don't be afraid, I'm not coming back to retaliate, it's not that I shouldn't retaliate, it's that I think it's too cheap to do this, and some people make mistakes that deserve to be punished more severely.

It is not very important how to punish it later. I've got a bit of a lot to say today, and I've been working on a draft for the whole night. Don't be too long-winded, as long as I'm still talking, the zombie tide won't attack. In order to survive, I am willing to record better, and there are some things that are very important for everyone's future life. ”

This time, it was no longer a crisp female voice coming out of the speaker, but a male voice that was not very pleasant. At this moment, Hong Tao is sitting in the small space under the base of the transmission tower near Baihua Mountain, holding several pages of manuscript paper, reading it with a loud voice, and there are dozens of blue devils and Juma guarding outside.

That's right, he used the speed of the night and the blue devil to sneak back in a small circle in front of the human defense line. There is only one purpose, to use illegal radio to persuade the people in the capital base to lay down their arms and surrender.

Lead the zombie army to sweep through the human survivor base, become the world's well-deserved zombie king, dominate the world, not to mention killing all the human beings, arrest them as slaves, you can really do it.

But he doesn't want to be such a master of the earth, for the simple reason that the bottom line is. He is a human being, regardless of whether there is a special substance in his body, and whether his body will change or not, he is still a human being from a mental point of view.

Leading the zombie tide to besiege the human base is just a means of forcing others to listen to their own speech, and they have to listen carefully, just like using the living corpse Jiao Si to command the zombies to besiege the Pingnan army. Whoever has the big fist will speak with reason, and there will be many people listening, this is called axiom!

"The first thing I want to say is how everyone should live, this topic sounds a bit idiotic, who has a head on their neck, how to live with someone else's teaching?

Indeed, many people are very good at how to eat, drink and sleep, but how to get the qualification to eat, drink and sleep is a big problem, and it is also the question I want to explore next.

From the moment of the outbreak of zombie disease, there is no country, government and society on the earth we live in, all of them have been completely destroyed, and everyone is an independent individual, doing whatever they want, including things that are recognized as illegal, immoral and inhuman in the old world.

At first, I didn't realize how important this lack was, but focused on salvaging machinery and equipment, hoping to restore industrial production in the shortest possible time, and preserve as much of human civilization as possible that could be destroyed.

But as more and more survivors joined, so did the contradictions. Some people want to go east, some people want to go west, the question is, who should I listen to? Who is right?

Due to the different cognitive levels of each person and the degree of influence of different regional cultures, it is difficult to achieve effective communication, understanding and compromise on this issue.

Thus an organization emerged, which could also be called a tribe or a nation. The original purpose of the organization was very simple, that is, to unify the ideas of the vast majority of members, so that everyone could pull the cart in one direction, reduce friction and loss between each other, and speed up the progress.

I did the same, and when there were more than 10 people, I set up a small group called the rescue team, and then divided the labor, and took charge of a piece of work according to each person's strengths.

That time should be the best, everyone is busy without distractions, when they are free, they sit together to roast the fire, drink wine, discuss what good things they have found in the past few days, how many living materials have been collected, and then imagine that after a few days, you can take a hot bath and eat delicious meals, tired, and unsafe, but very happy, a little progress, you can reap great satisfaction.

However, with the increasing number of people, this relatively primitive organizational model can no longer meet the needs, without it, the communication efficiency of one person is too low, and then the representative system has to be put on the agenda.

The organization is divided into many small groups, each group has a person in charge, and the person in charge communicates one by one in the small group, and after forming the final opinion, and then represents the small group, conducts a second communication in the whole organization, and finally forms the decision of the whole organization.

(End of chapter)