Early the next morning, Zhang Chen set out alone again, targeting Beicheng District.
After weighing the pros and cons, he still felt that the Church of Dark Night was more difficult, so he planned to go take a look first.
In the current situation, it would be too slow to expect your subordinates to inquire about the information, and it would easily lead to losses.
It would be better to go and see for yourself and get a feel for the situation in Beicheng District to facilitate future strategies.
The main task at this stage is to train the survivors on hand and open the passage between the polytechnic and the resort as soon as possible.
Otherwise, it would be too troublesome to have several main players bring people back and forth every time.
Grab supplies and move on.
Wherever Zhang Chen passed, there was no obstruction.
Successfully promoted to the fourth level, the spread range and survival time of the spores of the source of disaster have been further enhanced, and the first-level zombies have no room for resistance.
He was controlled even though he was far away, so he obediently moved out of the way.
"it's a pity."
Zhang Chen casually smashed the zombie's head open, but there was nothing inside.
This is a second-level zombie.
It is also the third one I encountered today.
It can be seen that the improvement of zombie strength has begun.
There are many office buildings and large buildings in Beicheng District, and more than 70% of the companies in Tongcheng are concentrated here.
There are more zombies and survivors, and of course, there are fewer supplies.
However, there are a lot of other goodies here.
For example, the security facilities company in front of me has many good things like police stun guns.
"Hopefully it won't be another horde of zombies."
Zhang Chen took out his notebook and marked it on the simple map.
There are already several similar places, all with various items needed for the camp, but also filled with a large number of zombies.
Thousands of people in a company turned into zombies and occupied the building.
There was nothing he could do.
"Um?"
Zhang Chen walked into the company building and immediately realized something was wrong.
There don't seem to be any zombies here.
There are various defenses at the elevator entrance, stairwell, and even the entrance.
It's very advanced, it looks like it should be some kind of electric shock trap.
There were many zombie corpses lying on the ground, all charred and black, looking like they had been there for a while.
It is enough to prove that these devices are very effective and powerful.
"Looks like we've come to the right place."
Zhang Chen had a smile on his face.
Everything in front of me shows that there are people who understand technology alive, and there is no need to worry about getting equipment that cannot be used.
"Hello, is there anyone?"
Zhang Chen stood struttingly in the front lobby and shouted, his voice echoing in the building for a long time.
Naturally, no one will answer, and no one will come out.
But not important.
He closed his eyes, opened them after a moment, and chose the corridor on the left to explore forward.
With the blessing of the extraordinary five senses, no sound in a quiet environment can escape.
It was obvious that there was someone here, more than one.
"Bang bang bang!"
Zhang Chen quickly came to a room deep in the corridor and knocked on the door.
"Don't hide in there and keep silent."
"I am not a bad guy."
Still no one spoke inside.
Zhang Chen looked at the glass door and curled his lips, hesitating whether to force a breakthrough.
After all, the other party may be a technical worker, so it would be troublesome to make the scene unsightly.
"Let's go. Don't waste your efforts. This door is special and you can't open it."
Just then, a man's voice came from inside.
"I have a weapon in my hand. Don't force me to fight. You won't survive if I attract zombies."
The man's voice was full of impatience and fear.
"I'm really not a bad person. I can take you out of here without worrying about zombies..."
Zhang Chen patiently persuaded him and repeatedly warned himself that talents are rare.
However, the other party seemed determined to ignore it and did not answer the conversation, which made him very embarrassed.
"Okay, you forced me."
Zhang Chen sighed and had no choice but to take out his trump card.
Put down the travel bag on your shoulder, it's still the same thing.
Alcohol stove, various shabu-shabu dishes, seasonings...
Soon, bursts of fragrance rose in the corridor and drifted into the room along the crack in the door.
No one inside spoke, but the sound of swallowing could no longer be hidden.
Zhang Chen whistled and fiddled with the hot pot casually without tasting it.
Eating delicacies from mountains and seas every day, this thing has no appeal to him now.
But in the apocalypse, there is a fatal temptation for most survivors.
"Crack!"
There was an unlocking sound from the glass door.
Then a man and a woman suddenly rushed out.
He was holding a gun-like weapon in his hand.
"Don't move. This is the latest type of stun gun. The safety has been removed. It can electrocute even a cow."
The man said, motioning for the woman to continue pointing the stun gun at Zhang Chen.
He quickly ran to the hot pot, took out two pieces of meat, and stuffed it directly into his mouth regardless of the heat. Even if it was burned and he grinned, he spit it out.
"Husband, please let me take two bites."
The woman stared straight at him, licking her lips, her eyes full of eagerness.
The man remained unmoved, as if he hadn't heard anything.
"Wang Jiajun, are you deaf?"
The woman finally couldn't stand it anymore and shouted loudly.
"You bitch, you have a lot to do." The man stood up reluctantly, took over his position and continued to stare at Zhang Chen, while the woman started eating.
None of them had superpowers, and they couldn't stop Zhang Chen with just two stun guns.
But Zhang Chen stood there, staring at the man.
Wang Jiajun, this name is so familiar.
By the way, this scar.
It's him, it's him.
Memories from years ago slowly come back to life.
Zhang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.
My child should be in junior high school by then.
The death of his parents made him taciturn, withdrawn, and unable to communicate with the outside world, so he naturally became the target of bullying by some people.
Wang Jiajun is the leader.
More than once, he led people to block him outside the school and asked for money.
He took away his homework and tore it into pieces, and laughed loudly when he was forced to stand still by the teacher and couldn't explain anything.
Pushing him to the ground during a physical education test injured his ankle.
His schoolbag was scratched, glue was stuck on the chair, and contraband was placed on the desk...
Every time he resisted, it ended up being nothing.
Wang Jiajun's parents were aloof and said they were just children, a harmless joke and a joke.
Afterwards, this kid would immediately lead people to surround him and fight with fists and kicks.
Until he changed schools.
It really takes no effort at all.
I thought that as time passed, the other party would probably die in the doomsday.
Unexpectedly, we met here.
"Oh my God, so much good stuff."
"Look at the sleeping bags, energy bars, self-heating pots..."
At this moment, bursts of exclamations came.
It turned out that Wang Jiajun and his wife opened the travel bag and saw the things inside.
Zhang Chen is not picky about food. He only wants to go out for convenience, so the things he brings are not that good.
But it was these things that shocked the couple who had been trapped in the apocalypse for a long time, like people in the desert seeing an oasis.
The two took it for themselves without hesitation, and even quarreled over ownership.
He didn't care at all about Zhang Chen, the original owner.
"You two, that seems to be my thing, right?"
Zhang Chen chuckled and reminded him.
What he got instead was a stun gun aimed at him.
"Whatever, it's mine now."
Wang Jiajun raised his gun and said confidently.
