You were supposed to hoard supplies, why the heck did you hoard zombies!

Chapter 101 Seeing is Believing

The remaining four and Ding Zhixiong thus became the first batch of combat personnel to be selected.

In total, there were only five people.

This was far below the target number set by Zhang Ye.

However, Xu Lin didn't start the third round of selection immediately; instead, after distributing the joining rewards to these four, he immediately dismissed them on the spot.

The next morning.

The survivors, just awakened from their sleep, heard some strange noises outside.

Hurriedly, they drew back the curtains to look, and quickly noticed a few men busying themselves on a truck parked by the road in front of the hotel.

"Help!"

"Please, I beg you!"

"Spare me, I don't want to die!"

It seemed like someone was pleading for mercy.

Following the sound, everyone saw that a person was actually hanging from the side of the truck.

At the same time, the truck suddenly started, turning towards the open space in front of the hotel so that those peering out the window could clearly see what was happening above.

The person sitting in the truck's cab was none other than Xu Lin.

In the back of the truck were Ding Zhixiong and the other four selected men.

As for the person hanging on the side of the truck—

"Isn't that Old Zhang?"

Someone recognized him immediately.

"They said he went to the toilet in the middle of the night and then disappeared."

"Why is he tied up?"

The others, of course, didn't know what was happening, but they clearly heard Xu Lin's voice from below.

He popped his head out of the truck window, holding a megaphone in his hand.

"I believe I made it very clear yesterday,"

"there would only be one special circumstance."

"Not a second time."

"Proceed."

No sooner had the words fallen than the man hanging on the side of the vehicle suddenly let out a horrific scream while the hotel's survivors were still somewhat confused.

Ding Zhixiong, standing above on the truck, showed no mercy as he plunged a knife into the man's arm.

Then the others began to lower the ropes.

The tragedy quickly unfolded.

Zombies, attracted by the fresh blood, frantically gathered around the truck, turning the men on the truck pale with fear, forcing themselves to maintain a basic calm.

The dreadful screams and swallowing sounds interwoven together,

creating a unique cacophony.

"Aaaaah!"

The man howled in agony.

The lower half of his body was less than half a meter from the ground.

The swarming zombies immediately clung to his thighs and started chewing on them, not sparing even the meat in the crevices of his bones.

When they had completely torn and swallowed the lower half of the body before them, the man, whose upper half was still intact, even retained some basic consciousness.

The intense pain caused him to fluctuate between clarity and unconsciousness.

Until his entire body was let down.

"Gulug."

Those above couldn't help but swallow hard.

Yesterday, they had only heard about it, still half-skeptical.

But first thing this morning, they witnessed such a brutal torture unfold before their very eyes, giving them a renewed realization of the company's cruelty.

This horrifying scene finally ended.

The wheels rolled, mercilessly knocking down and flattening the surrounding zombies, eventually pressing them—along with their flesh and blood—into the mud.

Xu Lin then led the four on the truck to clean up the remaining zombies.

After that, the third round of selection began.

Three days later.

A Dongfeng heavy truck was traveling on the road to the villa area.

The truck's compartment had been sealed off with iron sheets and steel plates, with only the rear door and a rooftop hatch for entry and exit.

Inside sat twenty combat team members, divided into two rows.

The deputy team leader was a man of average build with a common face.

His name was Zhou Yong.

"Brother Yong, are we really going to meet the boss?"

Sitting to his left was a young man with a face full of acne, who looked to be no more than eighteen or nineteen years old.

Because he was tall and skinny, he was nicknamed Lachang.

"I say, Lachang, you're not scared, are you?"

"Aren't you always the brave one?"

Before Zhou Yong could speak, a man in his thirties sitting opposite had already started teasing him with a laugh.

Lachang immediately gave him a cold look and blurted out, "Fuck off."

"Scared, me?"

"I'm just curious about who our boss really is, that's all."

As they spoke, they began horsing around, but suddenly the truck underneath them made a clanking sound and came to a stop.

Seeing this, Zhou Yong quickly said, "Everyone, behave!"

"Do you remember what the team leader said?"

Seeing his serious expression, everyone immediately straightened up and replied in unison, "We remember!"

But a man named Lu Jun did not join in the reply. Discover hidden tales at empire

Instead, he kept his head bowed as usual,

As if in deep thought.

Zhou Yong glanced at him, about to ask if he had any concerns, when Xu Lin's voice came from outside.

"We've arrived."

"Everyone off the truck."

The two people guarding the back door immediately opened the latch and jumped out first.

"Hurry, move it!"

"Stop dawdling!"

Zhou Yong had no choice but to put aside his concerns for Lu Jun for the moment, urging the others to get off the truck quickly so as not to leave a bad impression on Director Zhang, whom they were about to meet.

After everyone got off the truck, there was a round of exclamations.

It was indeed a villa district.

The magnificent gate seemed as if it had just been cleaned.

Two men dressed as cleaners were busily scrubbing away at something.

Lachang craned his neck to get a look, and instantly felt his scalp tingle.

That was no trash!

It was clearly a pile of unrecognizable innards and bones!

Upon closer inspection, he noticed something else hanging on a corner of the gate's fence.

It looked like the lower half of a human body.

At the same time, a tall and burly man followed by more than twenty security-uniformed zombie employees walked out from the neighborhood.

Xu Lin took the cigarette Wang Hu handed to him and glanced at the mutilated corpses between the fences,

"Got stuck up there again?"

Wang Hu nodded.

"Yeah," he said.

"I don't know if there's something wrong with these zombies' brains."

"Every now and then, they try to crawl into the gate."

As he spoke, he glanced over at the men behind Xu Lin, their expressions varied, and his gaze took on a scrutinizing edge.

"Are all of these up to standard?"

Before Xu Lin could speak, the men behind him had already recognized the burly man who had come out of the neighborhood and greeted him with great respect.

"Hello, Brother Hu!"

"Brother Hu is here too?"

Most of them had seen Wang Hu before.

After all, there were only a few people in the entire hotel who lived in separate rooms.

Only Wang Hu and a few of the company's managerial staff like Tian Gou had such privileges.

After confirming the person list, everyone followed Wang Hu towards one of the villas.

That was where Zhang Ye lived.

It was also the residence of the actual controller of the company they now depended on.

Twenty men soon gathered in the villa's courtyard.

Each one of them looked at the villa in front of them with anticipation.

Their boss was about to come out.

The gate finally opened.

A man in a blue tracksuit walked out from inside.

"Xu Lin, these are the people you've picked out?"

Zhang Ye frowned, looking at a gaunt young man in the crowd with a clear look of displeasure.

"He looks just like a sausage."

In the crowd, Lachang's surprise hadn't yet faded when his face suddenly flushed red.

Just as he was about to say something, whoosh! A figure suddenly burst from the crowd, charging straight towards Zhang Ye at the door...