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

Dongyun University, second floor of the cafeteria.

A student who was leaning against the window, using binoculars to look out, suddenly widened his eyes.

He rubbed his eyes hard, thinking he was seeing things.

"Holy crap! A drone!"

He quickly turned around and shouted in a low voice into the cafeteria.

This shout was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, immediately causing a considerable commotion in the otherwise lifeless crowd.

"Drone?"

"How could there possibly be any drones still usable now? Are you starving?"

Several respected teachers and student leaders from the survivor team immediately gathered around.

"That's true!"

"Wait, this thing still works?"

"And how is it charged?"

"..."

Everyone watched as the drone hovered nimbly in the air, outmaneuvering the zombies and finally leading them to the dormitory building, leaving them all dumbfounded.

After the apocalypse, the power grid collapsed, and most electronic devices became piles of scrap metal.

A few that were still usable had long since become bricks because they couldn't be charged.

But this drone can actually fly?

and...

They can even use noise to attract the attention of zombies.

That was definitely a rather unconventional move.

"Um..." someone hesitated, "The zombies on the playground have all been lured away, can we leave now?"

These words immediately piqued the interest of many.

However, someone immediately interrupted.

"Let's go! Where to?"

"Go to the city? I'm afraid it's even more dangerous there!"

"Besides, you all know how far our school is from the city! How are we going to get there? On foot?" Zhao Fan sneered, "I'm afraid we'll all be dead before we even get there."

"......"

Someone countered, "That's better than staying here and waiting to die!"

"..."

However, at that moment...

Suddenly, someone's gaze sharpened, and they pointed ahead, frowning as they spoke.

"etc..."

"Stop arguing! Look, what's that?"

Everyone turned their heads at the same time.

In the thin mist at the school gate, two enormous and ferocious black silhouettes were slowly pressing down on us.

That's not the silhouette of an ordinary car.

It is full of power and a savage sense of oppression.

……

Tang Long parked the car in front of the cafeteria, opened the car door, and jumped out.

He looked up at the tightly closed cafeteria shutter door.

"Listen up, you people inside! We are the Dongyun City Police! We mean no harm!"

He didn't dare shout too loudly, for fear of attracting the attention of the zombies; he just needed to make sure the people inside could hear him.

Liu Qiang held a Type 95 automatic rifle, the muzzle slightly lowered, as he cautiously observed his surroundings.

As for Chen Ming, he held the Type 92 pistol that had been tossed to him and naturally shielded the two of them in front of him.

There was complete silence inside the door; there was no response.

But Tang Long could sense that there were countless eyes behind the door, peering at them through the cracks in the door and windows.

He wasn't in a hurry. He took out his somewhat worn police ID from his pocket and tossed it into a gap at the bottom of the roller shutter.

"This is my identification."

pat.

The documents were left on the cement floor.

There seemed to be a slight commotion coming from inside the door.

You can faintly hear whispers like "They really are police," "Identity," and "What should we do?"

After a while, a young, wary voice came from behind the door.

"What do you want to do?"

Tang Long, too lazy to beat around the bush, went straight to the point.

"We have established a safe survivor base with food, water, electricity, and armed protection."

"I invite you to join us."

There was another silence behind the door.

Zhao Fan's voice rang out again, tinged with deeper doubt: "Why should we believe you?"

"Just based on an ID card?"

Tang Long smiled.

He didn't answer, but turned and walked back to the back of the armored personnel carrier.

He grabbed the heavy back door handle and pulled it outwards sharply.

"Based on this."

Clang!

With a loud metallic clang.

A truckload of food appeared out of nowhere without warning.

Neatly stacked bags of rice and flour, piles of golden potatoes, and boxes of brightly colored apples and vegetables.

The fresh colors, against the backdrop of the bleak apocalyptic scene, seemed so unreal, like a richly colored oil painting.

The cafeteria fell silent instantly.

Those survivors who had been hiding in the shadows, peeking through various gaps, all had their eyes flash with an almost beast-like green light the moment they saw this scene.

Their breathing became heavy as they stared intently at the carriage full of food.

That's food!

It's the real, fresh food they've always dreamed of eating!

Zhao Fan's wariness and smile froze completely, and he didn't even notice his glasses slipping off his sweaty nose.

no……

You fucking... you can recruit people like this?

That's more lethal than having a gun pointed at your head!

The next second, the cafeteria door was opened a crack.

Zhao Fan was the first to step forward, raising his hands high as if afraid Tang Long wouldn't see him.

"I'd like to join!"

He shouted until he was hoarse.

Everyone else in the cafeteria was stunned, staring at him in astonishment.

Good guy!

You, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, were just giving a very logical analysis, telling us to be extremely careful.

So, you're the first to surrender now, right?

Zhao Fan didn't care what others thought.

He felt like he was starving, and his stomach felt like it was on fire.

He's actually a very open-minded person. The other side has even shown off their food, so what's there to doubt?

Even if there was some conspiracy behind the other party's actions, he accepted it.

It's better than starving to death here.

Upon seeing this, Tang Long's lips curled up slightly.

He grabbed two bags of rice, two bags of flour, a large handful of potatoes, and several apples from the car and threw them directly at Zhao Fan.

"Since you're the first one, I'll double this amount for you."

The heavy supplies hit him in the arms, causing Zhao Fan to stumble and almost lose his grip.

He stared blankly at the food in his arms, feeling as if he were dreaming.

Then, he grabbed a bright red apple, and without even wiping it, took a big bite.

click -

The crisp sound was particularly clear in the silent air.

The sweet, cool juice burst in my mouth and flowed down my throat.

The long-lost sweetness of real fruit instantly brought tears to his eyes.

It is too sweet!

At this point, the remaining people in the cafeteria could no longer sit still.

"I'm in! I'm in!"

"I was here first! I was here first!"

"I don't need apples! Just give me rice, noodles, and other food!"

"Hey buddy, at a time like this, you're still backing down? Why don't you want Apple anymore?"

"Get lost! I just love eating staple foods!"

The crowd erupted like a boiling pot, everyone rushing towards the door like madmen, afraid of being left behind.

Chen Ming watched in stunned silence.

He nudged Liu Qiang's arm and whispered.

"I was wondering why Captain Tang insisted on driving the car to the cafeteria before we left, and spent so much time moving things around there."

"So that's what they were planning!"

"I thought we'd have to make a move first, give them a hard time, before we could win them over."

Liu Qiang nodded in agreement, speaking in a mature and sophisticated manner.

"The apocalypse isn't just about fighting and killing; there are also human relationships and considerations in the apocalypse."

Chen Ming was completely bewildered. What did this have to do with interpersonal relationships?

Isn't this just like knocking someone unconscious with gold?

However, Liu Qiang's attention was clearly no longer focused on this place.

His gaze shifted slightly to the side. In the distance, at the far end of the playground, amidst the thick fog, several blurry figures seemed to be moving and rapidly approaching.

Liu Qiang frowned and immediately stepped forward to warn, "Captain Tang! Something's wrong! We'd better go inside!"