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

“Mr. Zhang, it is said that you often make zombies work overtime without pay, is that true?” Zhang Ye, enraged, snatched the microphone that was pushed to his mouth and said righteously: “Who said that?” “I'll sue them for defamation!” “Someone's defaming me, you know!” As he spoke, he turned and grabbed a zombie, “Did I force you?” The zombie, silent, just went “Ugh ahhhh—” Zhang Ye immediately said, “See! He said no!” The next morning, the headlines of the Sanjiang Apocalypse Morning Post read: Zhang's Group Chairman, Zhang Ye, not only admitted to making zombies work overtime, but he also abused a zombie in front of reporters, truly a man without conscience! Our newspaper expresses strong disdain for such a person! This book is also called “Who Let You Bring Zombies into the Factory”

Warm house · Ciencia y ficción
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Chapter 129: Hope is just like a meal

Hope is like food.

You can't go without it.

The government was once their hope.

Until time passed and that flicker of hope gradually extinguished.

Thousands of survivors hid like rats, terrified of making even the slightest noise, lest they be devoured by those ever-present Wraiths outside.

The company's people later rescued them from various neighborhoods, shops, and even schools.

And so a new hope was born.

It didn't matter whether it was Lin Mo or the kids, their thinking was now very simple.

They wanted to survive by any means possible, and it was best to find a job in the company, so they would never have to worry about going hungry again.

Only those who have starved know how painful that feeling is.

You wish you could swallow everything you see.

As for the military—

Besides the intermittent broadcasts, there was nothing else.