A Capable Leader

Wan Wu has taken a deep breath.

We're prepared to stop them if they start to riot.

You can't exactly attack the zombies summoned by the leader you're about to serve, can you?

Are these zombies really zombies? They don't look like zombies at all.

In the apocalypse, the zombies wandering outside were mostly covered in tattered clothes, covered in a layer of dust, dirt, and dried blood.

After all, most zombies were originally humans who were attacked by other zombies and eventually turned into zombies.

Since it was an attack, they would naturally have wounds and torn clothes. Plus, they hadn't taken a bath in so long, and their flesh was starting to rot. You can imagine that these zombies must smell terrible and look awful.

You can tell from a distance whether it's a zombie or a living person.

Unless it's a zombie that's just been bitten and hasn't had time to transform, anyone except a blind person can tell the difference between a zombie and a living person.

He was always ready, lest someone be too afraid and their weapon accidentally go off.

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He remained on guard.

None of his men suddenly attacked; they all cheerfully welcomed this group of "people."

The people at the base also began moving their luggage, carrying large and small bags.

"Wait, they didn't drive here?"

A mid-level manager asked, somewhat puzzled.

Wan Wu: Letting zombies drive? You're dreaming.

"It's alright, they're strong, we can just move them. Let's move the important things first, and the rest can be moved in a day."

Wei Dong patted his chest and assured him confidently.

No one suspected anything and handed their luggage to this group of "people." As it turned out, although none of these guys said a word, they were incredibly strong.

Despite carrying so much luggage on his back and in his arms, his expression didn't change at all, and he didn't break a sweat.

A large group of people migrated to the neighboring town.

The rooms there have all been cleared out. The mutilated zombies inside have been burned and buried, while the intact ones have all been contracted.

They were sent out to find more zombies and other edible and usable items.

Therefore, there are no zombies in this Small Town, and there are no zombies around, so it is very safe.

As they walked over, they saw groups of people planting crops in the surrounding fields, with an old man instructing them on how to plant.

The heavy work of turning over soil and plowing the fields has been done by the zombies.

All that's left is the delicate work of planting.

Seeing the vibrant scene in the Small Town, the people at the Wan Wu Base felt much calmer.

Although there were few people, their faces showed no fear; instead, they were energetic and seemed full of hope for the future.

They chatted and laughed, exchanging farming tips and experiences. When they saw a group of strangers coming from outside the Small Town, they weren't afraid at all; instead, they waved and greeted them.

This sense of relaxation is almost impossible to find in this apocalyptic world.

Wan Wu and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

You can get a pretty good idea of a base leader's personality by looking at the members of his base.

It's amazing that the members can smile so freely.

The leader of this base is, in any case, a qualified leader.

Han Po and the others greeted the people and arranged for them to stay in rooms in the Small Town.