Doomsday Mechs: Starting with a Manufacturing Army

Because the entire neighborhood is completely surrounded by giant ivy, only the sunlight overhead can shine through, revealing a little light.

Noon the next day.

Seeing that Jiang Yi did not respond, Grandma Wang immediately asked her husband, Grandpa Liu, to lead the mutual aid and rescue team established by the neighborhood committee to Unit 1 of Building 1.

Fearing that their supplies would be looted by others, many households sent family members out whenever possible, hoping to grab as much food as possible and find a chance to charge their phones.

The procession was large, numbering over three hundred people, all dressed in thick clothing and carrying various homemade weapons.

now.

The mutual aid and rescue team has become the dominant force in the community.

"Go upstairs and bring that kid down!"

"Yes! Turn him and the infected water source into zombies!"

"superior!"

The noise was like that of a vegetable market. Although Grandpa Liu was a retired veteran and the leader of the group, the noise was deafening.

But it had no deterrent effect on this group at all.

"Quiet, quiet!"

Grandpa Liu's voice is almost hoarse from shouting.

"It's dangerous in the neighborhood, so be careful not to attract any dangerous things."

"What are you afraid of? There are so many of us."

Someone immediately objected.

"That's right, with so many of us, they can't possibly kill us all, can they?"

Grandpa Liu was furious.

"Why can't those monsters just kill you all? Are they afraid of breaking the law?"

No matter how much reasoning he offered, none of these people listened to him.

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In the noisy environment, everyone was thinking about being at the front and grabbing things as quickly as possible.

After all, no matter how much food a room can hold, how much food can it actually hold?

"Brother Dong, that old bastard has brought so many people, this is going to be difficult."

Brother Dong and his group were talking quietly at the edge of the crowd.

"That's right, a dozen or twenty would be enough. If there are too many, there won't even be any scraps left."

Brother Dong sneered, "What are you afraid of?"

"Let them go upstairs to their deaths first, and when the door opens, send them to see Buddha."

As he spoke, he took out a bloodstained knife.

The dark brown bloodstains clearly indicate that they originated from a zombie.

"Then we'll use Xu Qingqing to threaten him, and he won't be afraid of not giving us what we want."

Within the vast and imposing procession, people held differing opinions.

But overall, they have coalesced into a considerable force.

On the way to the first unit of a building, every zombie that approached was invariably torn to pieces, dying in a gruesome manner.

And because they deliberately avoided areas with abundant vegetation, they were not affected by too many mutant insects.

……

"Aren't these people courting death?"

On the balcony of a high-rise building in another building.

You Botao, who had already taken control of the building with his superpowers, sat in a chair with two naked female students beside him, their figures youthful yet alluring.

He sneered as he watched the large crowd heading toward the building.

"They're just chickens and dogs, they're doomed to die anyway."

"But if I hadn't been ambushed that day, I would have burned that Jiang Yi to death!"

Yu Botao couldn't help but feel annoyed when he thought about what had happened before.

That giant plant was extremely dangerous. When he burned it with flames, he not only failed to kill it, but was almost absorbed by the suckers on the vines, which seriously injured him.

dong dong dong.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Without turning his head, You Botao said indifferently, "Come in."

"Sir, it's time for your meal."

Behind them, a young woman knelt on the ground, her voice trembling with fear.

She originally had a normal family, and even in the apocalypse, the family depended on each other for survival.

But this man, who was like a demon, not only killed her husband but also her son in order to possess her. He was simply a madman!

"Um."

You Botao nodded slightly, then turned and went back into the house.

There was a pan-fried steak on the table. Although it was frozen, it was a rare treat to be able to eat something like this in this place.

The two naked female students next to them inhaled deeply, swallowing hard as they smelled the rich aroma of meat.

You Botao ate half of it and felt it was a bit too greasy.

"Forget it, I don't want to eat anymore. You guys take care of it."

He said lightly.

He then went back to his bedroom to rest, leaving the two female students, who had been starving all day, to fight over a leftover steak.

"Give it to me! It's mine!"

"I am the master's favorite slave. I signed a contract; I am mine!"

What is the end of the world for others is a carnival for You Botao.

With his fire abilities, countless people suffering from cold and hunger in this icy wasteland would want to be his dogs.

These two female students are examples.

You Botao planned to take some time to rest and recuperate, since he couldn't leave the area for the time being anyway.

At least, before leaving.

He has to get his revenge first!

……

One building, one unit.

Jiang Yi is on the twenty-first floor, which is quite a distance away.

It took the mutual aid and rescue team a full half hour to reach the building, and the long line stretched down several floors.

The noise attracted almost all the zombies from each floor.

Fortunately, there were enough people, so those ordinary zombies were no different from cannon fodder.

"This is what's blocking the stairwell."

Grandpa Liu, dressed in camouflage, poked the rubber-like dark green surface with an old-fashioned military knife, his expression solemn.

"Quickly, think of a way to break through!"

"Exactly, this is such a small thing, and they say it's dangerous? I don't think it's anything special."

People around them started to speak up.

Only one resident of the building hissed in fear, lowering his voice and saying, "Keep your voices down."

"This thing circles around this building the most. Do you know why there aren't any mutated creatures in this building?"

Everyone asked in confusion, "Why?"

That's true.

Other buildings may have some mutated mosquitoes or other strange creatures, so you have to be extra careful.

But there seems to be only one ordinary zombie here.

"This thing ate all those mutated creatures, and it only ate mutated ones. It's like it's turning this neighborhood into a pigsty."

When the truth came out, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

"One day, my wife was so thirsty that she couldn't resist drinking some tap water. Instead of turning into a regular zombie, she mutated and became covered in bone spurs."

The resident's tone seemed to still carry a lingering fear as he recounted his experience, breaking out in a cold sweat as he shared his assessment.

"But just as she rushed over, a vine suddenly reached in, dragged her out, and soon there was no sound."

"Your buildings all have mutated creatures, but none of them have ever appeared in this building."

After hearing these words, everyone looked at the huge vines blocking the corridor, their eyes filled with apprehension and fear.

None of them dared to step forward again.