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rebuilding in walking dead

The Walking Dead" has concluded, yet we long-time fans still have many lingering regrets. Enter Hu Sheng, the fortunate protagonist chosen to venture into this apocalyptic world and begin his own journey. Starting with nothing but his own two hands, he must scavenge for all resources. As the doomsday progresses, mutant zombies may appear, but they won't be excessively powerful, staying within the realm of what "The Walking Dead" fans are accustomed to. After all, endless human scheming and minor conflicts can get quite dull. PS: The protagonist has a balanced personality, being neither a saint nor a villain. He possesses some unique abilities, but his fighting skills remain within human limits. PS: The protagonist is a regular adult man, with love being just a side aspect of life, neither ambiguous nor celibate.

DaoistCjmElH · 漫画同人
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Chapter 124 Freemasonry

November 1, 2011.

This was originally just a very ordinary day one year after the apocalypse, but after the arrangement of Umbrella Corporation, this day has become a special holiday for all the survivors of Georgia.

News of the harvest festival spread widely, reaching most of the survivors in Georgia, and in peacetime the day was celebrated as Thanksgiving.

This may be the first large-scale celebration held by the survivors after the doomsday disaster. In addition to the necessary security protection and patrol forces, every employee of Umbrella Corporation will get two days of rotation time during this three-day celebration.

During the festival, in addition to all the drinks and food in the base being provided free of charge, you can also participate in various interesting entertainment competitions sponsored by the official. The prizes include not only contribution points, but also brand-name cars, high-end luxury goods, and various powerful firearms. Lyon even took out a private helicopter as the first prize of this event.

Moreover, this time the festival is not limited to the Umbrella Corporation. As long as one is a human survivor and a person with good intentions, he or she can join the celebration after handing in his or her weapons and registering.

Who doesn't love free stuff? Lyon's publicity brought a large number of foreign survivors. According to statistics from relevant sources, at least 5,000 survivors participated in the celebration.

On this day, the school also had a three-day holiday. The 10-year-old Carl carried his still-breasted sister Judith on his back and happily accompanied his father Rick to participate in the festival.

Unfortunately, mom Lori is blind and it is not safe to stay in such a crowded place, so she can only stay at home. Otherwise, Rick and his family would be able to enjoy a rare family happiness.

Everyone was chatting and strolling around, and everyone was enjoying the meal. There were a lot of delicious foods today, and many of the foods that used to require a lot of contribution points to buy were now free.

Rick turned around and saw him, a warm smile appeared on his face, and he hugged the black man.

When Leon heard that it was a professional spy, he suddenly felt a little bit of a toothache. He thought about it and suddenly thought of something that often appeared in movies and TV dramas, so he asked:

"Is it okay to use Veritaserum?"

Thinking of this, he stared at the spy who had been tortured but remained silent with red eyes, wishing he could dig out his brain to see what information was inside.

He saw Leon in the hall and immediately said loudly:

"Mr. Custer, you must find those spies hiding in the crowd as soon as possible."

After that, Rick said to the rest of the people:

"Spread out and hide in the crowd. Watch carefully to see if there are any accomplices of this guy. Be careful not to expose yourself or alert the enemy. Everyone, keep in touch via radio."

"If you use a truth serum, you will basically get answers to all the questions, and the answers will be the ones that leave the deepest impression on your mind."

O'Neal drank the Coke in his right hand in one gulp, threw the bottle into the trash can beside him, walked to Carl, touched his head with a smile, took out the biggest piece of fried chicken from his own and handed it to Carl, then smiled at Rick:

Thinking of this, he turned to Avril who was following him and asked:

"Avril, according to the plan, how long will it take for me to go on stage to give a speech?"

Leon waved his hand and asked quickly:

"Colonel, did you get any information?"

"I will inform Mr. Custer and Vice Captain Jasmine. The specific plan will depend on Mr. Custer's arrangements."

"Professor Mallock, I want to know some information in this person's brain, but he is a professional spy. Ordinary methods are useless to him. I wonder if you can help us."

Hearing about the power of the poison gas, Leon suddenly wanted to punch himself a few times. It was precisely because they were holding this Harvest Festival celebration that the population in the base was so dense now.

Colonel William hesitated, then shook his head and said:

However, the girl named Sasha just said hello to everyone and left the team. She said that the female team members had also made an appointment to go to the celebration together.

The funniest thing is that a ferocious skull is painted with red paint on the transparent glass cylinder, and the letters "az-018 poison gas" are written in English below.

Thinking about the silver metal can with the word poison gas printed on it that Carl accidentally took out of his arms, Rick suddenly felt that this matter was not that simple.

"Would you like to give it a try, Mr. Custer?"

Hearing the boss' question, Malok immediately fell into a dilemma. After nearly a minute, he spoke:

"I do have an idea, but I can't guarantee success. And once you use my method, the person will become a fool in ten minutes at most."

After saying that, he wanted to reach out and take back the silver jar in Carl's arms, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was blocked by Rick beside Carl.

Carl looked at his father's face and saw that he didn't refuse, so he happily took the delicious fried chicken and started eating.

"You are a brave man, O'Neill, and you will soon have a virtuous wife."

Avril's eyes flashed, and she nodded to Leon and said:

Leon seemed to understand, but he said with some disappointment:

"I don't have a name. My code name is d0732, and I belong to the North American branch of Freemasonry."

This is the largest park in the base, with a flat terrain, a garden, a fountain, and a huge stage. After being decorated by professionals, it is filled with balloons, ribbons, and baskets. Crowds of people are laughing everywhere, with old people and children happily gathering together, laughing, playing, and from time to time, pleasant singing can be heard from somewhere. At a glance, the place is full of a festive atmosphere.

"This is a prank prop I bought for my son. Today is his birthday and he loves this kind of gifts the most."

The middle-aged man was kidnapped and tied to a wooden chair. There were many bruises on his body from being beaten. His mouth was sealed with tape and he couldn't make any sound.

"No, you just need to take care of this matter now."

The moment he entered here, Carl fell in love with this place. He pulled Rick around to look around, and in a short while his arms were filled with all kinds of delicious snacks, and he had a piece of delicious chocolate in his mouth, and the smile on his face almost never stopped.

Seeing that everyone was interested, Rick did not keep them in suspense. Instead, he also said with a surprised smile:

"It was Ms. Andrea, the head of the HR team. I don't know when the two of them became romantically involved."

You know, in this Harvest Festival celebration, except for the soldiers participating in the defense and patrol missions, basically no one is allowed to carry firearms. This rule alone is enough to capture this strange survivor.

"Carol, please take the children to a safe place and don't alert the people around them for the time being."

"The poison gas they carry is very dangerous. You will never guess what is in it."

It is conceivable that once seven or eight cans of poison gas explode in the crowd, in an instant, the organization that he had painstakingly built up over nearly a year and a half would probably not have many people left.

"We don't have Veritaserum in our pharmacy."

But no matter who the enemy is, it is a waste of effort to think about it now. The most important thing at the moment is how to prevent the poison gas from erupting among the survivors and to find the poisoners hiding among the crowd.

After walking out of his own lounge, Leon took off his conspicuous high-end suit, found a tall employee in charge of cleaning, changed their clothes, and then quietly rushed to Professor Mallock's research center as quickly as possible.

Lyon turned to look at Colonel William and asked:

"Colonel, do you have any other ideas?"

Several strong men took little Carl and Judith to participate in several game projects, including shooting, weightlifting, and games similar to parkour that tested flexibility. Thanks to the strong strength of these strong men around them, they had a lot of fun along the way and won a lot of prizes.

When he arrived at the lobby of the research center, he saw Colonel William using a pair of pliers to tear off the fingernails of a middle-aged man.

Colonel William shook his head seriously and said:

"It's difficult for us to get information from professional spies in a short period of time. If there is enough time, I will have a chance to destroy their will."

Thinking of this, little Carl was taken to the celebration venue by his father Rick.

"However, this mutated poison gas also has a disadvantage. As long as it is exposed to the air and does not enter the body of an organism, it will die quickly within a few minutes."

Professor Mallock pushed his black eye again and said:

Rick was somewhat moved when he heard this, and a sincere smile appeared on his face, and he said:

"Sean went on a date alone with her girlfriend, and you should all know that person."

Professor Mallock smiled and said:

There was no time to lose and time was running out. Lyon had no time to hesitate and immediately used Professor Mallock's method on the middle-aged man.

"No problem, Mr. Custer, is there anything else I can help with?"

Leon looked into Avril's eyes and said:

"I have something urgent to do right now. Can you postpone my speech? But don't make it too obvious. Is that okay?"

"This poison gas spreads very quickly in the air. Judging from the capacity of this gas canister, it should be able to infect all humans within 300 meters at once within a dozen seconds of the canister breaking."

In a panic, Carl stretched out his hand to grab something, and couldn't help but put his hand into the arms of the survivor in front of him. When he fell to the ground, a silver-white metal can somehow appeared in his hand.

"I extracted a high-concentration stimulant from the seaweed-like plants you taught me. Once injected, the human brain function will be destroyed, and the mind will be numb and the thinking pattern will be very single."

"Hey, Captain Rick, you're here too."

Carl handed his sister on his back to his father Rick and was about to go up to say hello to Sofia and Clementine.

Later, when he was strolling with his father, he met some of his father's acquaintances one after another. They were said to be his teammates, including Abraham, a white man who was as strong as a bear, and a pair of black siblings who looked very strong, Tyrese and Sasha.

When Leon heard the codename d0732, he frowned immediately. Just from the sequence of this codename, he could analyze a lot of information and the power behind this information.

"It might be effective, but professional spies usually undergo training to fight against truth serum, so they may not get accurate information. Besides, it seems that we don't have truth serum in our pharmacy."

Behind him, Carol was holding a large stun gun and pulling it back from Rick's neck. Facing Rick's puzzled look, Carol reached behind the waist of the survivor lying on the ground and pulled out a black pistol.

Professor Mallock grimaced at Leon's power, but he still spoke:

"This jar contains a highly concentrated zombie virus, and it is a variant that has been mutated by radiation."

He looked at Leon with some conflicted feelings. He didn't want to be punished by his boss after the failure, but this matter did concern the safety of the entire organization. If he didn't try it once, he might regret it in the future.

When walking to a stall selling small accessories, Carl suddenly ran into his classmates, Sophia and Clementine, who were arm in arm, selecting various accessories next to the jewelry store.

Leon was a little nervous, but he still asked:

"What's your name and what organization do you belong to?"

"Are you going to start eating so fast?"

As for the name of Freemasonry, although he was not at a high enough level to know much about this organization in his two lives, this mysterious organization appeared very frequently in various film and television works, novels and animations.

"Hey, O'Neill, you're here too."

Leon anxiously grabbed Professor Mallock's shoulder and asked:

"It's already this late, Professor Malloch, you should stop keeping us in suspense. What is in the jar?"

Leon thought about it over and over again, but he couldn't think of any organization at this time that had such great power to secretly trip him up and try to deal with the Umbrella Corporation.

The two little girls seemed very happy as well, with innocent and bright smiles on their cute faces.

A few minutes later, when Lyon was preparing his speech for the harvest festival backstage, he suddenly received a radio call from Rick. After listening carefully to the message he sent, his smiling face immediately turned gloomy.

"That thing is very simple to make. I have a lot of it here. I used it often when I was remodeling Tom before."

At this time, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, veins bulged on the exposed muscles of his body, and the expression on his face was extremely distorted, and he was struggling desperately.

The jar has silver-white metal round heads at both ends, connected by a transparent glass cylinder in the middle. Through the glass in the middle, you can see the fluorescent purple solution in the jar.

Avril heard this, lowered her head and took out an exquisite pocket watch from her suit pocket, checked the time, and said:

"Mr. Custer, according to the original plan, you will be on stage for about half an hour before giving your speech."

Carl even heard the uncles and aunts passing by nagging that on the last day of the celebration, the base would even contribute a large amount of alcohol and food and give it to everyone for free. However, the shelf life of these foods was not long and they were not suitable for large-scale storage.

The middle-aged man's eyes rolled back when he heard this, and his lips opened and closed several times. Finally, he stammered:

Rick and the others were about to help Carl up when they suddenly saw the jar. The scene seemed to be quiet for a moment. The strange survivor seemed to get up from the ground without noticing anything, and gave Rick and the others an ordinary but kind smile, saying:

William shook his head somewhat ashamedly and said:

"I'm sorry, General. This guy is a tough guy. He's a professional spy and has received special training in resisting interrogation. I'm afraid it will be difficult to break his will with physical pain alone."

Fortunately, this method was very effective. After injecting the two drugs, the middle-aged man no longer had his original calm and silent temperament. He turned into a man with drooling and snot running, rolling his eyes, and looking like a fool or mentally retarded.

However, as a professional with more than 10 years of experience as a county police officer, he guessed that this person might have accomplices. He did not want to make the situation public and escalate the situation, so he whispered to his companions around him:

"Abraham, disguise this guy as a drunk survivor and take him to one of the bases around us. Let Colonel William interrogate him."

"Once inhaled, ordinary people will die within 30 minutes and turn into zombies."

Lyon's expression froze for a moment. Just as he was thinking about how to get information from the prisoner, Professor Mallock came out with a report in his hand, looking solemn.

Following the shout, a sturdy black man who was over two meters tall came over. He was holding a big bucket of popcorn in his hand, with a big box of fried chicken on top of the popcorn. He was holding a bottle of iced cola in his right hand. He had a big smile on his face and looked honest, like a giant chimpanzee.

After thinking about it, he asked Professor Mallock with a hint of expectation:

Seeing Lyon walk into the experimental center, Colonel William immediately came up to him with a serious face and saluted him respectfully.

Leon took a breath with some disappointment, turned to Professor Mallock and asked:

"Professor Mallock, what is your solution?"

"If you give me a day or two, I can find a way to make him talk through other means, but according to what Captain Rick said, it's probably too late to do so."

Just as he took a step, he accidentally bumped into a strange survivor. The survivor didn't seem to notice the short kid, and lost his balance in an instant, knocking Carl over.

At this moment, a rough voice came from the side.

Although everyone was a little surprised, they were not familiar with Andrea. They just vaguely heard that she was the sister of Miss Amy, the assistant of the big boss Mr. Custer.

Professor Mallock pushed his glasses up and said in a serious tone:

Just when Rick was about to ask something, he suddenly saw the strange survivor begin to twitch all over and foam at the mouth. After just a few seconds, he fell to the ground trembling.

"Two lovely children, you have a happy family, Captain Rick."

Teacher Carol and Teacher Li were standing not far from the two girls, looking very intimate and seemingly chatting about something.

They played until lunch time, when the black man named Tyrese suddenly realized something and turned to Rick and said:

"Where's that guy Sean? Why can't I see him?"

No one can accurately say what this organization is about. It is just heard that this organization believes in prophecies, doomsday and religion very much, but if you look into it carefully, you can't explain it clearly.

But what is certain is that no matter which world, this organization seems to hold very strong power. Some people say that the logo of this organization is printed on the US dollar, which is used all over the world.

Leon suddenly felt a pressure on his shoulders.

 

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