Who Told Him To Cultivate Immortality!

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 November 12th, light snow.

With the arrival of winter, the weather is getting colder and the environment is getting harsher. Fortunately, the food reserves are complete, so there is no serious problem for the time being.

 But temperature is a big problem. When I inspected the territory, ordinary people were shivering from the cold and burning wood to keep warm.

Wood heating is not a long-term solution. It is difficult for everyone to survive the winter, and some people are bound to freeze to death.

 Power plants have been unable to resume operations.

I found that zombies are high-quality workers. They are powered by solar energy and have an amazing absorption rate. They can work non-stop.

And the zombies won’t stop working.

  I have never announced to ordinary people that I can control zombies, for fear that they would be afraid and disrupt the order.

 I can’t care about so much now.

I control zombies and let them generate human power. The electricity generated by each zombie is very weak. Fortunately, I control a lot of zombies, so the electricity generated is considerable.

 The reaction of ordinary people was unexpected. They were only agitated at first and soon accepted the fact that zombies were helping with work.

I feel like when the will of the planet on the zombie side came to see me tonight, they looked at me with a bit of resentment... It must be an illusion.

 The will of the planet on the human side is very happy.

But it doesn’t matter, they will stop laughing soon.

 Taking a day off today, I teach them how to write novels.

 (End of this chapter)