The situation was growing increasingly serious.
The Cauliflower-Heads' propaganda offensive was terrifying, especially with ten normal survivors stepping forward to testify. Standing on the convertibles, blindfolded, and holding hands with the Cauliflower beauties, they looked truly enchanting.
Anyway, in less than an hour, the three buildings surrounding the office tower where Zhang Yang was stationed had surrendered. Teams of survivors laid down their weapons and returned to the embrace of the flowers. They were immediately treated as honored guests and blindfolded so they would no longer have hallucinations. Then handsome men and beautiful women offered them gentle words of concern by their ears. It seemed not so bad after all.
"Brother Yang, there are only five of us left."
When Fatty reported to Zhang Yang once again, even Manager Qu upstairs could not hold out any longer. After all, no one wanted the apocalypse to truly arrive, and no one wanted to fight a bloody war that set the whole city ablaze.
Especially after Dean Li Tianhong announced once again that this hallucination infection could be classified as a mental illness, even more people surrendered. After all—everyone understood.
"I can't go on. At this rate, I won't even last twenty-four hours."
Seeing that even Qin Mingyue seemed tempted, Zhang Yang could no longer sit still.
His original plan had been to protect Qin Mingyue through the first and second stages, then immediately return. As for that Apocalyptic Village Building Quest and everything else, to hell with it. He was busy. If not for repaying Qin Ge's favor, he would never have gotten involved.
But judging from the current situation, things were even more serious than he had imagined. Killing people with a soft knife truly did not hurt at all.
There was simply no solution to this invasion by demonic