The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

Chapter 907 I really want to... (ask for monthly tickets, subscription)

"Uh."

The programmer turned around, shook his body and looked at Zhang Su excitedly, gesticulating and pointing at the three zombies, like a primary school student who got a perfect score on the test and showing off to his parents.

"You tamed them? That was pretty quick!"

Zhang Su asked in some disbelief. Time passed much faster than expected. He had planned to spend the whole morning here.

The programmer nodded, walked forward and tried to untie the ropes that bound the zombies, wanting to let Zhang Su see the effect.

Seeing this, Zhang Su stepped forward to help and quickly loosened the ropes.

The three zombies stood obediently in place, shaking their bodies slightly. Their eyes, which were emitting a faint blue-gray light, were full of calmness, completely different from their previous manic appearance.

"Uh uh..."

The programmer gestured for Zhang Su to look, and then his eyes lit up and pointed to a wide area on the side.

A surprising scene appeared in front of Zhang Su. The three zombies walked towards the direction indicated by the program with a heartless pace. They all pounced forward, fell to the ground, stood up awkwardly, turned around and looked at the program, and stopped moving, like absolutely obedient soldiers.

"Is this... a complete domestication? Or... can you control them?"

A look of surprise appeared on Zhang Su's face. This effect seemed beyond his expectations!
The program raised an index finger, and the light in his eyes alternated between light and dark like a breathing light. He turned his index finger, and three ordinary zombies also began to spin in circles on the spot. They were very obedient!
In this way, it tells Zhang Su that the so-called domestication is manipulation!
Zhang Su's eyes lit up, and he nodded and praised, "Not bad, the program is really amazing! And it's very efficient. It only took 20 minutes to control three zombies. It's awesome!"

At first, Zhang Su understood domestication as the kind of domestication that humans used to domesticate wild wolves into hunting dogs. Who knew that the program was talking about this kind of complete domestication, which is no different from control!
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The program shook its head, received the praise of its master, and showed an unusually happy emotion.

"Do you know the upper limit of the control quantity?"

Zhang Su asked the key question.

The programmer pondered for a moment, stretched out three fingers and pointed at the three zombies, then pointed to the side again, and then pointed again, pointed and pointed...

"Okay, that's enough."

Zhang Su understood what the program meant. It was using this abstract way to tell him that in situations like these three, it could continue to control so many heads. He forgot how many there were exactly, and he didn't finish counting them anyway, but he estimated that there should be no problem with hundreds of them.

Zhang Su touched his chin, raised the corner of his mouth, and encouraged: "Program, taming ordinary zombies is not a challenge for you. Do you want to try a higher difficulty?"

"Uh?"

The program was puzzled, then pointed in the direction of the parking lot, then shrank its neck, showing obvious fear. The memory of its burned consciousness made it feel timid.

"No, no, no, it's not the guy breathing fire, it's the two big idiots in the yard. Want to try it?"

Zhang Su instigated that there was not much point in taming ordinary zombies, unless they could be tamed indefinitely, which was obviously impossible. Time was also a problem. On average, one zombie occurred every six minutes, which meant only ten zombies occurred in an hour. If they worked non-stop for a month, there would be more than 7,000 ordinary zombies.

If there had been a program at the beginning of the disaster, many disasters would have been eliminated. But now, even if tens of thousands of ordinary zombies were controlled, it would not be of much help in solving the zombie disaster or internal conflicts among humans.

But if we change quantity to quality, tame war zombies, or even tame fire-breathing zombies and ice zombies, then it will be much more useful!
"Woo!"

The program did not resist the zombies very much and actively expressed its willingness to try.

"Okay, wait here!"

After saying that, Zhang Su walked towards the gate of Cui Lengxuan and dragged out the iron cage containing the corpse, because he did not plan to do the test in the yard.

The program's eyes flickered, and it raised its hand to give orders. Three ordinary zombies followed Zhang Su closely, and it made a mischievous expression that was particularly similar to the one Zheng Xinyu often made.

Zhang Su could naturally feel the presence of something behind him. Seeing the appearance of the program, he knew it was playing tricks, so he ignored it.

"Brother Zhang...ah!"

As soon as she walked into Cui Lengxuan, Zuo Fengjuan was frightened.

Along with the shouting, two people instantly appeared upstairs. Although Fu Weijun and Xie Yanshan were working in the laboratory, their minds had already flown away. They just wanted to wait and see what the leader would come up with.

"Don't be afraid. These zombies have been controlled and won't hurt anyone." Zhang Su explained, and patted the zombie's arm. Then he looked aside and said, "I'm here to find this."

He walked to the cage where the war corpses were held, lightly raised his toes to kick the brake of the pulley, and dragged the big iron cage out of the yard.

In less than a minute, the three zombies followed Zhang Su very obediently. Everything looked so weird.

When Zhang Su left the yard, Fu Weijun and Xie Yanshan looked at each other, their eyes full of curiosity and surprise.

Fu Weijun watched the three zombies disappear at the gate and murmured, "If I'm not mistaken, the three zombies should be controlled by the program!" Xie Yanshan shrugged, "Of course, Mr. Zhang does not have the ability to control zombies... But how did the program do it? It's amazing, so magical."

"I really want to..."

"Don't even think about it, I beg you, please don't even think about it!"

When Xie Yanshan heard Fu Weijun say "I really want to", his scalp went numb. This guy is really not afraid of death. Didn't he see that the leader regards the program as a treasure?

If you dare to even dream about the chief's treasure, then do you have to study King Yama tomorrow?

Wow, wow.

The weight of the 1,800-jin corpse and the iron cage pressed down on the wheels, making a noisy sound. The bearings rolled under the heavy load, so Zhang Su didn't hear the conversation between Fu Weijun and Xie Yanshan...

"Okay, program, come on, let's see if we can tame this guy!"

Zhang Su brought the corpse to the place and braked the wheels one by one.

Oh, oh!

The war corpse seemed to sense something, and even with the pressure of a micro-electric current, it still showed a little irritability.

Cheng Xu was not afraid either. He walked forward and stared at the corpse through the cage.

There is no consciousness in the eyes of ordinary zombies, but the war zombies and the programs are completely different. There is obviously something more that is hard to explain.

Zhang Su entered the waiting state again. Although it was freezing cold, he was not in a hurry at all. Today he mainly focused on doing this one thing. However, just after three minutes, the program stopped and turned around to look at him.

"Ah? What's wrong?"

Zhang Su felt a little strange.

"Ow!"

The programmer pointed at three ordinary zombies standing aside as if they were being punished, then pointed at his own head and gestured for a while.

"Hmm...you mean, since you've tamed the three of them, you don't have the energy to deal with the war zombies now?"

"Uh! Uh!"

The program shook its head slowly, thought for a moment, and then began to speak again.

Zhang Su frowned and looked at it for a while, then suddenly said, "I understand. To maintain this state of control, you need to disperse your, um... something like mental power. You need to take back this power now and concentrate on dealing with it. Is that what you mean?"

popping.

The program clapped and nodded.

"No problem, wait a minute."

Zhang Su picked up the rope, quickly tied up the three zombies again, and then snapped his fingers at the program.

The program's eyes slowly closed and opened after a few seconds.

The light in the eyes of the three ordinary zombies quickly dimmed and returned to a dead gray. They fell into a daze, but the daze did not last more than three seconds. They immediately became manic, but their bodies were tied up, so they could only rage helplessly.

Seeing that the program started to "tame" the war zombies again, Zhang Su thought to himself that what the program called taming was a means similar to mental control. How many zombies could be controlled and how strong they were should depend on the strength of the program in this regard.

This time the waiting process was longer. Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and there was no sign of any progress...

At the same time, the convoy heading to Qincheng city has successfully arrived in the city.

"Aunt Liu, why don't we go to the First Hospital? I heard from an aunt in the village who went to the city for medical treatment that the First Hospital is the hospital with the best medical conditions in Qincheng."

In the lead car, Pang Dakun sat in the driver's seat, and the medical team leader Liu Jiehui sat in the passenger seat, with an unprecedented solemn look on her face.

From the time the disaster broke out to now, she had only wandered outside during the initial period. After joining the Apocalypse Corps, she had been a logistics staff member, responsible for the affairs within the camp. This time, she followed the large group out, and she was very nervous.

"You are right, Team Leader Pang, but you don't know that because the First Hospital of the City is located in the city center, the expansion of the hospital area is limited, and many businesses have been transferred to various branches. The Third Hospital is different. The entire building belongs to the Third Hospital, and the supplies are more concentrated, which is convenient for us to take."

"Well, it's just a sweep. Aunt Liu is too polite in her words."

As Pang Dakun spoke, he turned and headed towards the Third Hospital.

(End of this chapter)