Expanding the Population

Balding Director Wang stood at the back of the crowd, watching everyone suddenly stop.

"What's wrong? Are there many zombies? If not, we can just hold them off at the bottleneck."

A young man at the front looked at the mountain of zombie corpses piled up by the stairs and swallowed.

"It's not about whether there are many zombies or not. It's just... a very sudden feeling."

"Hm?"

Old Wang listened closely. Hearing no zombie sounds, he naturally squeezed his way to the front of the line.

Then he saw two Iron Men, waving at everyone to come down.

"Hiss! Aren't these the Iron Man brothers who were pointing fingers at us at the Haima Security Shop that day! How come there are two today?"

Seeing that the two were humans, everyone else was overjoyed.

They didn't have to risk their lives against zombies, which was great!

"That's great, we're saved!"

"Wuwuwu, I was so scared my legs went weak just now."

"Stop whining. Were your legs weak? You peed on my shoes!"

The crowd's emotions fluctuated wildly, from mustering courage and preparing to die to overwhelming joy.

At this moment, the outside was bathed in bright sunlight, and they felt the warmth of the human world.

Yang Ao cleared his throat. "Uh... everyone be quiet, I have a few words to say. Huh?"

He glanced at Shen Jin and found no objection. Yang Ao felt his back straighten.

"Are you from the government?"

"They look like they're from the local army!"

"Are you wearing the government's new equipment?"

Seeing humans, the crowd started asking questions in a flurry, chattering happily.

Zhao Mingkai even wanted to pat their armor.

Yang Ao's face turned stern.

He instantly leaped up, and slashed his sword just above the head of Zhao Mingkai, who was standing at the very front.

Strands of dandruff-filled hair fluttered down.

The scene suddenly fell silent.

Zhao Mingkai: w(Д)w

"Listen to me first!"

Only then did everyone realize that these two were powerful individuals who had mercilessly slain dozens of zombies.

And the one speaking was clearly the elder brother between the two.

Were their more than 20 people many? Not as many as those 60-plus zombies.

What about combat effectiveness? At least the zombies were fearless.

Shen Jin glanced at Yang Ao in surprise. That momentary aura was quite something; he truly lived up to his reputation as a rich second-generation who had seen the world.

Yang Ao nodded with satisfaction as the crowd instantly became obedient.

"Firstly, we do not belong to the government. Secondly, we are both Transcendent. I'm sure you've heard of this concept on the radio."

"Hiss! They're actually Transcendent!"

Everyone remembered Lu Qiang and the mysterious Comic Book Man. That kind of combat power could indeed completely crush zombies!

"We two brothers are here today to save you. Everyone will be transferred to a safe place. Follow my command and follow me! Do you understand!"

Seeing Yang Ao covered in blood, with a fierce and menacing look, everyone was scared.

They responded in hushed tones, "Understood..."

Yang Ao shouted, "Are you not eating? Speak louder!"

The crowd was indeed hungry, they hadn't eaten anything, but they didn't dare to refuse. Zhao Mingkai touched his cool scalp and swallowed the wisecracks he had prepared.

"Understood!"

Yang Ao gave a charming smile. "Very good."

Balding Old Wang, seeing that they had reached an agreement, walked over with a beaming smile. "Esteemed... hero, may I ask where our safe location is? There are so many zombies outside, how will these people get there?"

"Just follow us, and we'll ensure your safety."

Old Wang felt a bit more relieved. It seemed the Transcendent ones had their own methods for moving people.

"There's one more thing, there's someone above us. Should we leave him here or...?"

"Is it a man or a woman? How old are they?"

"A man in his forties," Old Wang reported, a bit surprised.

"Then we—" Yang Ao was about to refuse when Shen Jin kicked him.

"Cough, cough. We… we can't leave anyone behind!"

Shen Jin had a mission to complete, and he needed all thirty people.

"But he's locked himself in his dorm."

"Call him down. Tell him someone's here to rescue him."

The group went up and unlocked the door from the outside. They shouted for a while, but Old Liu refused to come out, insisting they were tricking him into going to his death.

The two waiting below grew impatient. Yang Ao went upstairs and kicked the door open.

Hiss~ That really hurts!

Yang Ao's lips twitched slightly, but he maintained a stoic expression.

The others looked at the door lock, now warped and misshapen, with awe.

"Wow, are Transcendent beings this strong?"

Old Liu, who had been crying and breaking down, suddenly quieted down when he saw the zombie corpses littering the second floor.

"Now, follow me through the tunnel on the first floor."

As expected! There's a secret passage.

Balding Director Wang confirmed his suspicion.

The others hesitated, looking at the dark tunnel.

But Zhao Mingkai, at the front of the group, was kicked down by Yang Ao.

Thump~

Zhao Mingkai: (;′⌒`)

It was just dirt below, and not that high. Zhao Mingkai rolled and got back up.

Seeing this, the others very cooperatively went down one by one.

Balding Director Wang watched everyone go down, feeling like he had forgotten something.

When everyone else was gone, and Shen Jin and Yang Ao were staring at him, He suddenly remembered!

The Mid-Autumn Festival Gift Box!

He was ecstatic, thinking he could get a major commendation for helping the two Transcendent beings find so much food.

Over 300 portions! Just getting one for himself would be amazing!

With such a great contribution, he might even become a manager in the new settlement.

"Two heroes, I have a secret to share!"

"Speak."

"It's in the warehouse on the first floor. I previously bought over 300 Mid-Autumn Festival Gift Boxes, all filled with mooncakes and—"

Shen Jin's expression turned strange. Before Old Wang could finish, he kicked him down the tunnel.

"Get in there!"

Old Wang's chubby body tumbled twice before stopping at the bottom, utterly bewildered.

What was that for?

Don't Transcendent beings eat?

But we do!

Old Wang touched his bald spot, on the verge of tears.

Shen Jin and Yang Ao led the group to a secluded small courtyard, about 300 square meters.

Everyone emerged and looked at the eight-meter-high surrounding walls in amazement.

"I suspect I've time-traveled. Were we brought here to build the Great Wall?"

"Such towering walls, and newly built too. Qin Shi Huang would be impressed!"

Qi Tong, the young married woman, carried her luggage and the chess set. She looked around at the complete absence of zombies, and the environment still retained a rural, pastoral feel.

She had only one word to say: "Comfortable, safe!"

The others felt the same.

"These walls provide so much security!"

It seemed everyone was quite satisfied with the new environment. The constant heart-pounding fear of zombies was gone, and the air was fresh and natural.

Most importantly, they no longer had to cram into small dormitories, never seeing the sky.

The gazes of the crowd turned lively as they looked at Yang Ao.

He found the mix of gratitude and fear in their eyes quite satisfying.

Without changing his expression, he glanced at Shen Jin, and seeing no further instructions, he puffed out his chest and cleared his throat:

"Ahem! This is your residence. Before you settle in, I need to read out a few rules!

These were discussed and agreed upon by Shen Jin and his associate. No one else spoke, all eyes fixed on the Transcendent—Yang Ao.

"Rule number one: Everyone must abide by the 'Apocalypse Law' issued by the government, as well as moral constraints. No bullying or coercion is allowed. Any violations will be severely punished!"

Yang Ao swept his long sword, drawing a crack in the ground that kicked up dust.

Zhao Mingkai felt a chill run down his spine again.

"Rule number two: Live well, follow our management and arrangements. If you want food, you can earn it by working."

"Rule number three: Do not leave without permission. Call us on the walkie-talkie if you need anything, but! If anyone calls me for trivial matters, don't blame me for dealing with them!"

"That's all for now. I'll add more if I think of anything later. Any objections!"

This time, everyone had learned their lesson and quickly replied, "No objections!"

Yang Ao tossed a walkie-talkie to Balding Director Wang.

"You can hold onto this for now."

Director Wang eagerly took it with a surprised expression, bowing and scraping, "Yes, yes, yes."

"Finally, there are a total of 6 rooms. You will live separately by gender, no fighting! Within this courtyard, as long as you don't damage the houses, you can do whatever you please."

After Yang Ao finished speaking, the two of them withdrew.

The iron gate connecting the two areas was then locked with a heavy chain after they passed through.

(Today, my brother 'Tian Qian Zhi Feng' saw a book called "The Most Stable Way to Live at Home in the Apocalypse" and found the author's writing very interesting. In his excitement, he tipped 1500 book coins.

I immediately got anxious, saying, "You're too careless with money, spending so lavishly."

'Tian Qian Zhi Feng' chuckled, "My apologies, I didn't realize my wealth would displease you.")

Me: (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)