Doomsday police, please show your god/demon ID card.

Tang Long nodded slightly.

He then turned off the panel and looked at everyone.

"It's getting late, let's start cooking."

"I'll do it," Su Yan replied immediately, then glanced at the two nurses beside her: "Xiao Lin, Xiao Zhao, you two come with me."

Seeing this, Dr. Zhang said, "I...I'll help too."

Tang Long shook his head and looked at Wang Hu.

"Wang Hu".

Wang Hu was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

"Do you still have your gun?"

Wang Hu nodded: "They're still here, but they're out of bullets."

Tang Long walked up to the weapons cabinet.

"System, exchange for two magazines."

[Confirm the use of 6 Order Points to exchange for 2 Type 92 pistol magazines?]

"confirm."

The cabinet door popped open, and Tang Long took out two full magazines and handed them to Wang Hu.

"Here you go! From now on, you'll be in charge of internal security at the police station."

Wang Hu looked at the magazine that was handed to him, but he didn't take it. His expression was slightly complicated.

"Are you really that relaxed?"

"Aren't you afraid I'll retaliate against you behind your back?"

Tang Long smiled and said, "If you don't even believe that a policeman can still uphold the rules in the apocalypse, then no one is worthy of your trust."

He appeared very sincere, and his eyes were exceptionally bright.

certainly...

What Tang Long was really thinking was that if it weren't for the system's guarantee, the staff wouldn't be able to do anything to him.

He would never give the other side a bullet.

He's not that stupid, nor is he that carefree.

But it was clear that Wang Hu had no idea what Tang Long was thinking.

He gave the other person a deep look, even though he already suspected that Tang Long was trying to bribe him.

But this action did earn him a lot of goodwill.

He took the magazine, took out the pistol, cocked it, and engaged the safety in one fluid motion.

"Understood!" he replied in a deep voice.

Tang Long nodded, then looked at everyone.

"Now, I'll reiterate the rules here."

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at him.

"First, my orders are absolute."

"Second, all resources will be distributed uniformly, and wages will be paid according to labor."

"Third, everyone needs to work. Wang Hu and I are in charge of security at the base. Doctors and nurses are responsible for treating patients, but there aren't many patients right now, so you'll be in charge of logistics and miscellaneous tasks for now."

He looked at everyone.

"Is there a problem?"

Su Yan was the first to agree: "No."

Wang Hu hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "No."

The group exchanged glances and, seeing that both of them had agreed, especially with Wang Hu siding with Tang Long, naturally had no objections.

"We don't have any either."

......

night.

The thick fog sealed off the world outside the window, like a tightly sealed cauldron.

Inside the police station, the lights were off.

Soft snoring echoed throughout the police station, which was only about 40 square meters in size.

Three cots, two makeshift beds made of mahogany desks, and a simple sofa—enough for everyone to squeeze in and lie down.

Tang Long walked out of the lounge and came to the bulletproof glass next to the metal gate.

It was pitch black outside.

Occasionally, the distant roars of zombies could be heard. Filtered through the thick fog, the sounds were muffled, like strange cries coming from underwater.

He pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket; it was the one he had found on the bodies of the Wild Wolf Gang members earlier, and the pack was dented.

He pulled one out and put it in his mouth.

"Click".

The lighter flame flickered.

The cigarette butt glowed a little crimson.

The acrid smoke rushed into my lungs and was expelled from my nostrils, creating a cloud of white vapor as it hit the glass.

Tang Long squinted as he watched the white mist slowly dissipate.

He couldn't sleep; his mind was a jumbled mess, filled with plans for the base's future.

At this time.

I heard light footsteps behind me.

It was very light, but it couldn't escape his ears.

Tang Long didn't turn around, flicking the ash from his cigarette between his fingers.

"What's wrong? You can't sleep either?" he asked.

The footsteps stopped.

"Hmm." A clear, soft female voice rang in my ears.

Tang Long turned his head and saw Su Yan wearing a white coat, her hair loose over her shoulders, and holding a thermos in her hand.

Wang Hu was standing next to her.

Seeing Tang Long looking over, Wang Hu hesitated for a moment, his gaze sweeping over the tightly closed gate, and explained, "I'm worried."

As he spoke, he walked to a chair next to the gate.

"You all go to sleep first, I'll keep watch."

"You'll relieve me in the second half of the night," he said casually.

Nighttime is the most dangerous time; many people are torn apart by monsters in their sleep, without even a chance to react.

Without someone keeping watch at night, it's like sticking your neck out to death.

Back in the village, he and the other policeman who had sacrificed his life worked in shifts like this.

Tang Long took a drag of his cigarette, the flame illuminating half of his face.

He exhaled a smoke ring and pointed to the central control screen next to him.

"Need not."

Wang Hu was taken aback.

"What don't you need?"

"No need to keep watch," Tang Long said.

Wang Hu frowned, his square face filled with confusion.

"This is no joke."

Tang Long didn't explain, but simply turned aside to make way for the center console screen.

See for yourself.

Wang Hu walked over suspiciously.

On the screen is a radar scan image.

Centered on the police station, the area within a hundred-meter radius is entirely covered by green grids.

Outside this grid, several red dots are moving slowly, labeled "Infected".

"This is..." Wang Hu's eyes widened.

"Alert Mode".

Tang Long flicked the cigarette butt away, and the sparks fell to the ground, where he crushed them out with his toe.

"As long as there are zombies within 100 meters, an automatic warning will be issued."

Wang Hu suddenly realized what was going on, plopped down on the sofa next to him, and muttered something.

"I see. I was wondering why you didn't arrange for someone to keep watch at night."

"Having this thing is definitely more effective than having a person."

"Here you go." Tang Long smiled, took another cigarette from the pack, and tossed it over.

Wang Hu reached out and caught it, then smelled it.

"nice one."

Without any hesitation, he took out his lighter, lit it, and took a deep drag.

Smoke rose.

Tang Long shook his head and turned his gaze to Su Yan, who was standing silently to the side.

He noticed that Su Yan was looking down, staring blankly at the inner pocket of her wallet, as if something inside was attracting her attention.

"What are you looking at?" Tang Long asked.

Su Yan paused for a moment, looked up, and opened the wallet in her hand.

Tucked inside the wallet was a slightly yellowed family photo.

The background is a sunny park lawn, and Su Yan is wearing an academic gown, smiling sweetly.

Next to them was a middle-aged couple and a little boy who looked to be only about ten years old, holding a basketball.

Everyone was laughing.

Tang Long hadn't seen that kind of smile in a long time.

Warmth, happiness...

In this apocalyptic world, it seemed so glaring, so unreal.

"My dad, my mom, and my brother."

Su Yan's fingers gently traced the face in the photo, her voice slightly hoarse.

"This is a photo of me and my family when I graduated from university."

"I wonder how they are now."

The surrounding air quieted down.

Wang Hu also stopped smoking, his fingers holding the cigarette hovering in mid-air.

He sighed, stubbed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray with great force, flattening it completely.

"I miss home too."

Wang Hu looked up, staring at the ceiling, his voice a little hoarse.

My daughter is only two years old this year.

"I just learned to say 'Dad'."

At this point, he raised his hand to wipe his face and gave a self-deprecating laugh.

"Let's not talk about this, it makes me feel suffocated."

Tang Long leaned against the windowsill, not saying a word, just silently smoking.

until...

Finished a cigarette.

"It's all in the past."

Tang Long threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out.

The voice was cold, as if it were being spoken to someone else, yet also as if it were being spoken to oneself.

"Those who are alive must keep moving forward."

He waved his hand impatiently.

"Alright, everyone, go to sleep."

"I still have work to do tomorrow."

Wang Hu looked at Tang Long, paused for a moment, and then nodded.

"Okay! You should get some rest too."

Su Yan whispered "Goodnight" and turned to walk towards the floor mat in the corner.