Zombie Apocalypse: Don't be afraid, I'm not a good person.

The group of people closest to the box stared blankly at the assault rifle inside, which still smelled of gun oil.

The AK12 rifle is a new type of rifle that Shenhe obtained from opening blind boxes these past two days. It is the main weapon of the Goose Army.

Li Chenbo and his group hurriedly walked to the box, their eyes burning as they stared at the guns, then looked at Shenhe.

Only after Shenhe nodded did Li Chenbo bend down and take out a black rifle to examine it.

"AK12 rifle! 5.45×39mm caliber, 3.5–3.6 kg unloaded, 415 mm barrel length, 600–700 rounds per minute, standard 30-round magazine, red dot sight, vertical grip! Awesome!"

"Snap! Snap!"

Li Chenbo knew the gun's parameters like the back of his hand. He slid the bolt twice, producing a crisp sound.

The people nearby were mesmerized by what they heard.

What kind of ability is this? Space?

With just this one move, most of the despair weighing on everyone's hearts dissipated instantly. This person truly had the ability to lead them out of the predicament.

"You're quite knowledgeable. These guns are for your survival, but you can't use them yet. We'll talk about them after I kill the Corpse King." Shenhe looked at Li Chenbo in surprise.

Shenhe only let them glance at it before putting the gun back into his spatial storage, leaving only one for Li Chenbo, who slung it behind his back, unrecognized by the zombies.

Now everyone has complete faith in him; whatever he says goes.

At 11 a.m., a commotion was heard outside the cell. The zombies standing at the door made a hoarse sound as they moved to both sides, leaving a path for humans to walk through.

The man in the lead of the group of five was named Sun Bin. He looked at Shenhe and said, "Sir, we should go to work now."

Shenhe glanced around and saw that those who were just getting by had automatically formed a long line and were moving forward woodenly.

The line is getting longer and longer.

"Everyone's going?" he asked, puzzled.

Sun Bin nodded. "Besides these newcomers, they're all mentally unstable and can't work."

Wow! A workforce of 15,000 people—that's a huge project, requiring so many people!

"You all go about your work as usual! Pass out the message; those who want to listen can take it, those who don't can die."

Shenhe also joined the queue and walked forward. Sun Bin was in front of him, and Li Chenbo was behind him.

After leaving the cage, they walked for a while and came to a wide, long corridor. The further they went in, the more nervous the people around Shenhe became.

Sun Bin and Li Chenbo were somewhat better off, but the ordinary NPCs were practically trembling, their eyes filled with panic and their bodies shaking uncontrollably.

Shenhe remained calm and composed, his hands in his pockets, as if he were leisurely queuing to go to the movies.

Gradually, screams and cries of running people came from afar, heart-wrenching. He turned his head to look in the direction from which the sound came, his eyes calm and undisturbed.

After walking another hundred meters or so, the sounds suddenly became clearer, and the people around them also heard the sounds, their bodies trembling as if they had Parkinson's disease.

"You are very scared."

Sun Bin, who was in front, turned around and looked at Shenhe, giving a bitter smile. "I have to face this every day. It's not so bad to see others go through it, but who knows when it might happen to me. That's what's most frightening. You'll see when you see it."

Soon, the zombies at the front of the group slowed down, as if deliberately lingering there to let them admire the scenery on both sides.

Shenhe also saw what Sun Bin was saying.

The Corpse King is raising Gu poison!

Along the long corridor were many cage-like rooms, each door guarded by a dense horde of zombies. When Shenhe and his companions arrived, these zombies stared intently at them, baring their mouths as if they wanted to tear them apart, making hissing noises as they suppressed their desires.

In those rooms, many survivors were fighting the zombies with their bare hands, but the number of zombies was three times that of the survivors. The survivors were no match for them and were quickly tackled, pinned to the ground, torn apart, and devoured.

As they ate, some of the zombies' bodies began to mutate, their muscles bulged wildly, their bodies became more and more muscular, and their speed and strength increased dramatically.

Shenhe could clearly sense that tiny energy cores were forming inside their skulls.

This is just a show put on for the survivors, a warning to others.

In many more cells, high-level zombies were devouring each other.

They have no sense of pain, and their battles are simple, brutal, and extremely bloody. Hundreds of zombies of various shapes bite each other and tear off pieces of flesh. Who survives depends entirely on luck.

No wonder the outer perimeter is guarded by psychic zombies. This species really has an easy time leveling up. After it uses its mental power to control a mutated zombie, that zombie can't move and can only be devoured bit by bit by the psychic zombie.

The corridor was thick with the stench of blood, and the sounds of flesh being torn apart and bones being chewed echoed throughout. Some people in the crowd stared intently at the cells, their faces pale. Perhaps their long-lost relatives and friends were inside.

Finally, the procession reached the end of the corridor, and from another passage 200 meters ahead, a large group of ashen-faced people emerged and joined the laborers in a grand procession.

Shenhe glanced around and figured out the Corpse King's ambitions.

She actually planned to build an underground manor a hundred meters underground.

She probably thought that by hiding underground and having a million zombies as a shield, she could rest easy.

Shenhe followed the group into the manor's construction site, while the others went to their respective workstations to work, the clanging sound of hammers striking stones filling the air.

Looking around, and then at the system map, I couldn't find any high-level zombie kings.

He simply found a large rock to sit on, closed his eyes to rest, and observed the bustling construction site with its 20,000 workers.

He could have gone directly to find them, but he was afraid of alerting them, and he wasn't familiar with the terrain.

Moreover, he preferred to wait patiently for the opportunity to arise.

While working diligently, Sun Bin subtly moved into the crowd, using the excuse of working to quietly pass on Shenhe's words to acquaintances.

Shenhe could feel that people were looking at him from time to time.

He looked up and saw Sun Bin whispering something. Some of the people opposite him shook their heads after listening and turned to leave.

Some nodded with a hint of disbelief, secretly clenching their fists.

Shenhe dozed off on the rock until 12:30, then suddenly opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in them.

"You're finally up!"

Shenhe looked towards the location of the high-level energy body, which was behind the main building of the manor. She had emerged from deeper underground.

Mi Yue walked out of the underground rest area with a beaming smile.

As she walked, she suddenly frowned slightly, vaguely feeling a gaze falling on her. However, when she spread her spiritual energy around, she found nothing unusual.

Was it just her imagination? Or were the men around her so captivated by her beauty that they were mesmerized?

She turned her head and glanced at the eight handsome men of different styles following behind her, a wanton smile curving her red lips.

This apocalypse is truly delightful.