The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

Chapter 891 We need a clear banner
"Mr. Zhang, due to the influence of the war aura, individual differences are very large. Zhou Haotian's level can be used as a reference in real scenarios. I think fifteen minutes is a reasonable time for ordinary combatants."

Seeing Zhang Su lost in thought, Fu Weijun immediately understood what he was thinking and quickly added to his comments.

"The battlefield changes rapidly. If we can have a fifteen-minute enhancement, it will be very useful. If we make good use of it..."

“Um…ah.”

Zhang Su was speaking when Zhou Haotian woke up on the dissection bed.

He looked around with sleepy eyes, and when he saw Zhang Su, he was dazed for a moment. He rubbed his eyes and said, "Brother Su, yawn, I'm so tired! What kind of test is this? It sucked me dry like a water pump. I have to apply for some supplements to nourish my body!"

As expected, he was a guy with an unusual way of thinking. Zhang Su curled his lips and said, "I asked you to cooperate with the test so that I could think of some wonderful uses for this thing. Do you have any ideas?"

"My brain lacks energy, and my body lacks nutrition. I need... yes, yes, yes, Brother Su, hehe, I was just kidding."

Zhou Haotian was planning to continue pretending, but when he saw Zhang Su raising his hand to slap him, he quickly waved his hands, rubbed his face, and pondered for about ten seconds before his brain finally started up normally.

"Considering the miraculous effect of that eyeball, I have a particularly amazing idea that will surely open your eyes. Brother Su, do you want to hear it?"

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll let you continue to enjoy the amazing effect of the war halo!" Zhang Su pointed at the eyeballs in the glass container and said lightly.

"banner!"

Zhou Haotian was completely obedient now. He felt uncomfortable with the exhaustion after even his soul energy was called upon, and said quickly: "First of all, Brother Su, didn't you realize that our Yanluo Corps needs a flag that can show its majesty!
Then, we will mount the eyeball on the flagpole, install a voltage device inside the flagpole, and let the flag bearer carry a battery or something with him, with the switch at the grip. From now on, whenever the legion goes out to fight, the waving flag will inspire people, and wherever the flag goes, the fighting spirit of the fighters will be high!"

As he spoke, Zhou Haotian jumped to the ground and waved a flag with a proud look on his face. The room was silent, with only him performing to his heart's content in the open space.

Realizing that something was wrong, Zhou Haotian turned around to look at everyone and said with a wry smile: "Why, um...is this a bad idea?"

"Old Duan, see, I told you this guy could come up with something that we can't figure out."

"This guy is good, haha, flags, battle flags, good, really great!"

"Really? You all think it's okay? Haha, I just said that my idea is really great!"

Duan Wuhu’s recognition was nothing. When Zhou Haotian saw Zhang Su’s satisfied smile, he put his thoughts back in his mind and felt very proud.

"Mr. Zhang, um..." Xie Yanshan smiled and said, "Regarding this eyeball, do you think there are any other problems that we need to solve?"

Zhang Su looked into his eyes through the glass and shook his head slightly, saying, "No problem, you guys did a good job, keep up the good work. Um, Zhou Haotian, I'll assign you a task. Since you came up with the idea of ​​the flag, you'll be the one making the flagpole. Any problem?"

"Well...my manual work is a little rusty, and I need technical support."

Zhou Haotian did not take on too much and was very clear about his own level.

"No problem. Tell me who you need help with and I'll arrange it for you! By the way, the equipment brought back from the clothing factory has been installed. I heard from Teacher Yu that they have already started designing the combat uniforms for the Yanluo Corps. It's a good opportunity for you to go and discuss the flag issue with the designers!"

Zhang Su tilted his head towards the mountain.

"Is that so? I didn't know that. I'm a student of fashion design!"

Zhou Haotian was startled.

Zhang Su and the others exchanged a glance, feeling confused, but he understood in an instant. This guy used to go to the library and had probably read every book in the library. As long as he understood something, he would say he had researched it. He was really confident.

"Okay, go do your research first. There's nothing for you to do here."

Zhang Su did not expose Zhou Haotian in the end. It is a good thing for young people to have ambition.

"Okay, see you guys later!"

Zhou Haotian walked away happily, his legs and feet were still a little weak, and he almost fell while running...

"You two have completed your tasks well. Your punishment ends here. Now, where do you want to sleep?"

Zhang Su looked at Fu Weijun and Xie Yanshan. He knew that he could not break his promise to the other party. He believed that the lesson this time was very profound.

Fu Weijun and Xie Yanshan felt like they had been waiting for tens of millions of years, and finally this moment came. They could even choose the place, which was truly a blessing.

"Go downstairs. There's a bedroom downstairs!"

"Yes, yes, it's very convenient there. We can get up and continue working right away. Thank you for your help, Mr. Zhang!"

"Walk."

Zhang Su was the first to walk out of the laboratory.

"Let me help you two..."

Duan Wuhu saw the two men staggering towards the door and was really worried that they might accidentally fall down the stairs and become disabled.

Zuo Fengjuan was cleaning up in the lobby. When she saw a few people coming downstairs, she quickly greeted them.

"Teacher Zuo, let Team Leader Wang Guangjun arrange people to do these things in the future. You are not responsible for miscellaneous tasks." "Okay, I'll contact them right away."

Zhang Su didn't talk much, as Fu Weijun and Xie Yanshan on the side couldn't wait any longer.

When they walked into the room, they saw some sundries piled inside, but two beds, one single and one double, were still there. Fu Weijun and Xie Yanshan did not fight for each other. They each found a bed and covered themselves with a quilt, as well-behaved as kids taking a nap in kindergarten.

"Old Duan, wait outside."

"Oh, good!"

Duan Wuhu really wanted to see Zhang Su's "casting" process again. Since he was allowed to leave, in order to let his good brother escape from the suffering as soon as possible, he left quickly and closed the door gently.

Zhang Su took off his glasses, looked around, and seeing no books, he simply took out a book of sticky notes he carried with him.

“It’s time to start.”

Swish, swish, Zhang Su flipped through the sticky notes.

"Ah, what a beautiful rhythm."

"Yes, just listening to it can calm one's soul."

This was not flattery but the truth, and as the voice rang out, waves of calm and peaceful breeze blew through their minds, soothing their restless souls.

I used to envy Zhou Haotian for being able to fall asleep in one minute. Now it was my turn. It only took them half a minute to close their eyes, with the corners of their mouths slightly curled up, and they fell into a long-lost dream.

Zhang Su checked the condition of the two men and took away the walkie-talkies from them. Since they had completed the task and accepted the punishment, they should have a good rest.

"So fast?"

Duan Wuhu was staring at the war corpse in the yard when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned around and saw Zhang Su walking out of the house.

"How long do you think it will take?"

Zhang Su handed the intercom to Duan Wuhu and said, "They were already very sleepy, and all they need is the final push."

Duan Wuhu took the intercom and realized that the intention was to let the two of them have a good sleep.

He sighed, "Brother Zhang, this punishment is really severe. They seem to have become different people. They are polite and courteous. I almost didn't recognize them."

"Don't go back to your original form after waking up from a sleep... I'm leaving first, Lao Duan, you and Teacher Zuo should keep an eye on this place."

"No problem, go ahead!"

Duan Wuhu patted Zhang Su's arm to reassure him.

Walking out of Cui Lengxuan, Zhang Su glanced at the time. It was already time for dinner, and Xiao Xingyun should have started eating. He glanced at Qingfeng Cottage and turned to walk towards Xiao Xingyun.

Twenty minutes later, Zhang Su finished his lunch and came to Qingfeng Cottage.

Qingfeng Xiaozhu is the cheapest among the many B&Bs on Tianma Island. It used to be a guesthouse, but now it carries many functional projects in the camp...

The pigsty and sheepfold were arranged in Qingfeng Cottage, and the temporary detention place was also here. When someone visited Tianma Island before, the guest rooms were also arranged here. There were also residences for Zhou Haotian, Zuo Fengjuan and others, which were also here...

"Brother Su!"

In the corridor, Zheng Ziwen was strolling back and forth, responsible for keeping an eye on the two prisoners. When he saw Zhang Su coming upstairs, he stood at attention and greeted him.

"Very serious, go eat and come back after you finish eating."

Zhang Su walked forward, took out a cigarette and handed it to Zheng Ziwen.

"Thank you, Brother Su, thank you!"

Zheng Ziwen was not good at speaking and took the cigarette carefully. To him, this was not just a cigarette, it contained the leader's praise and affirmation.

"I go first."

Zheng Ziwen turned around and ran with the cigarette in his hand. It was cold and he was hungry, so he was in a hurry to eat.

"return!"

Zhang Su called out to the other party, and said with a strange expression: "Think about it, is there anything you forgot?"

"What's the matter..." Zheng Ziwen was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: "Oh, sorry, Brother Su, I forgot to give you the key. The man is in this room, and the woman is in the room at the end."

Even without Zheng Ziwen telling him, Zhang Su knew which room held who, because there was a relatively even breathing in the room close at hand, and soft sobbing came from the room far away. But he couldn't do it without the key, and he was not Pang Dakun...

(End of this chapter)