A few days later.

A zombie was walking along the road that was already covered with weeds.

He was just an ordinary zombie, slow in movement and low in intelligence. He even lost several important thigh muscles before he became a zombie, so that it was slower than other companions.

Just walking like this, turning a natural turn on the road, and a brand new view appeared in front of it... In front of it, there was no longer a deserted field covered with weeds, but a tall gray dam.

Although it is impossible to understand the meaning and function of the "reservoir" with its wisdom. However, in the years since it became a zombie, its only 16KB brain cells still store a little useful information - where there is a building... there is meat.

So, this one struggled to move its legs that were slightly faster than ordinary people and accelerated towards the dam...

Bang!

While the zombie's ears caught this strange sound, a black shadow shot into its body almost instantly.

Puchi!

The faint feeling from inside his body prompted him to look down and find that a long black stick was inserted into his chest.

"Your accuracy is too bad!" A complaint came from the woods not far away.

‘Human?’ The zombie’s dull brain reacted quickly at this moment!

"Roar~~~!" It roared in the direction of the sound, and then rushed into the woods and pulled out these "meat foods" to fill its empty stomach!

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Three black shadows flew over one after another, and also penetrated its body. One of them hit its forehead and pierced the zombie's brain. It directly understood the life of the zombie.

A few men holding steel crossbows soon walked out of the woods. They were all equipped with a steel crossbow, and the quiver around their waists was filled with arrows.

Two of them picked up two iron hooks, hooked the zombie's body, and dragged it into the woods.

After retrieving all the arrows, several people threw the zombie's corpse into the big pit next to it... At this time, dozens of zombie corpses were piled up in the big pit.

In the past few days, Zhang Wang had already completely controlled the more than 9,000 refugees by transforming some elites into low-level blood clans.

A humble camp was established on the selected hilltop plain.

There were simple tents made of one or two pieces of rags and branches everywhere, and some people who had not had time to carry food when they fled were hungry.

But compared to their former neighbors, they survived.

According to what Zhang Wang knew after exploring it, his team was in the best condition. Except for the bandits who had withdrawn without getting much, most of the seniors led the teams were even more panicked and unprepared. They had never even had enough tents.

These refugee teams, ranging from thousands to hundreds, were now distributed in abandoned villages around Heyang Town, struggled to survive by hunger and cold on the woods or river beaches...

Faced with this situation, Zhang Wang had no good idea.

Although if the control over newborn descendants is relaxed, a large number of vampires can temporarily solve the problem of hunger. In the long run, more than 9,000 vampires who cannot move during the day and need to consume a lot of blood are not a good choice.

What's more, he didn't want to try whether the Gods Space would admit that he would complete the main task he would complete in the future after turning these civilians into vampires 4 and 5.

When~~ when~~ when~~ when~~~!

"It's time to eat! It's time to eat!" With the sound of knocking on the iron plate, the loud voices of the cooks in charge of cooking quickly spread in the camp.

Zhang Wang walked out of his tent, and the entire camp also performed the same.

When I came to the "kitchen" specially opened in the camp - in fact, this is an open space covered with some shade of trees and surrounded by countless pits and stones on the ground to create many stoves.

It was Zhang Wang's idea to serve a meal for these civilians in a concentrated manner every day. Because a few days ago, Zhang Wang discovered that many refugees who did not carry food while fleeing were starving.

Of course, he knew that the harm of continuing this would not only be that some people starved to death in vain, but also may also cause a large number of robberies, private fights and other behaviors.

These behaviors that may delay him from completing his tasks will not be allowed.

Therefore, Zhang Wangcai established the rule that at least one meal is served per day.

Today's food is fresh fish soup made of wild vegetables and fish soup made from fish and shrimps cooked by a large number of people in the reservoir at the foot of the mountain. Although it cannot be full, it is better than being completely hungry.

It is worth mentioning that the zombie viruses in this world seem to only work for humans. In addition to some animals preyed by zombies, creatures such as zombies that are difficult to capture, such as fish and birds, have survived one after another. And they are proliferating even more vigorously without industrial pollution and large-scale indiscriminate hunting.

Over the past three years, countless ruins, ghost-like human cities and architectural relics have been compared with the increasingly lush and vibrant natural environment.

This strong contrast is really ironic!

For animals, compared to low IQ, zombies who only know to chase prey are much easier to deal with than humans who are holding hunting guns, laying traps and poisoning, constantly cutting down forests and polluting the environment!

Many refugees lined up in scattered and crowded queues to collect fish soup.

The people who were chosen by Zhang Wang as chefs were almost always chefs in some restaurants, and their skills were naturally good. Although there were a lack of condiments, these hundreds of pots of fish soup were also very delicious.

But because of this, this sparse and uninvited fish soup makes people feel more hungry after drinking it.

Seeing this, Zhang Wang knew that he had to find a way out.

Otherwise, not to mention completing subsequent tasks, the possibility of maintaining this camp will become lower and lower.

More than a dozen people in this camp have higher identities, and most of them were either officers or officials. Zhang Wang revealed his idea of ​​reform.

No one objected.

Some people may not agree. But at least on the surface, not many people in the entire camp dare to oppose Zhang Wang, a leader who is more terrifying than a special zombie.

Zhang Wang's powerful strength, his ruthless attitude, and many elite soldiers who were inexplicably turned to him made these officers and officials understand the gap between them.

Under an almost dictatorial system, the efficiency of everyone's actions has increased greatly.
Chapter completed!