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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 210: Join Me, I've Got Enough Zombies to Handle

"Hehe."

"Just as I thought."

Zhao Sen's lips suddenly curved into a slight smile.

A smooth sensation came from the palm of his hand, the temperature on it rapidly dissipating until it completely cooled.

He turned his head to glance at the still-active head of the man, and once again a flash of surprise and curiosity crossed his eyes—this was completely different from what he had guessed.

The doctors and nurses beside him also showed expressions of astonishment.

An older male doctor swallowed his saliva.

He glanced again at the monitor beside him.

The heartbeat had indeed disappeared.

From Zhao Sen's reaction, it was clear that there was no issue with the monitor—the man on the bed truly was alive in a way that defied common sense.

His body could still move, struggling ferociously like a trapped wild beast.

The force he exerted even surpassed that of some ordinary adults.

The whole bed creaked and groaned.