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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 · SF
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Chapter 120: Work Hard, and You'll be the Workshop Director Next Year

Factory Manager Zhao Dechu rubbed his eyes as he watched the zombies working on the assembly line as if they were alive.

Why do I feel like these workers are different?

Do they seem more proficient?

Driven by curiosity, he carefully walked over to one of the assembly lines and looked down at a zombie worker busily working away with its back to him.

Due to the physiological characteristics of zombies, their movements are very stiff and rigid compared to living people.

Especially their fingers, which were like iron hooks.

Although after joining the company, and empowered with professional abilities, these zombies become much more agile, but they still fell far short of human employees.

This was why every department or factory had to have either human or high-level zombie supervisors.

Someone had to constantly correct the zombies' work.