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

Big Beard's convoy didn't head directly to Jiangbei Base; instead, it passed over the big bridge and entered the city center.

The passengers in the car panicked immediately at the sight.

"Where are you driving to?"

"Stop the car! I want to get off, do you hear me?"

"Hurry and take me back, are you trying to get us killed?"

But the drivers didn't slow down; on the contrary, they sped up, as if they were rushing to some event.

It was almost time for dinner.

No rush for food, only a fool would rush.

Since the company's several factories had been steadily increasing their production capacity, Zhang Ye decisively reformed the original gruel provided in the employee canteen to canned meat with rice or wheat flour porridge.

With such a reform, the employees who were already grateful to the company began to worship their boss Zhang Ye like a god.

They say capitalists would rather spill milk than give it to their employees.

By contrast, Zhang Ye was a true entrepreneur.

The people's entrepreneur!

The landowners in the car were used to being arrogant and domineering, and thanks to the cooperation with Li Wanhao, even in Wanhao District they were all like big shots.

They wished they could walk sideways.

Seeing that even a simple-minded soldier driving the car dared to ignore their commands, each of them was so angry that they seemed to smoke from their nostrils.

"I'm talking to you!"

"Stop the car!"

The man in the passenger seat was furious and made a move as if to grab the steering wheel, but just then, a troop carrier following behind them suddenly sped up and pulled in front.

The upper half of the rear door of the troop carrier had a rectangular window cut out for a better view outside.

Through the small window's iron bars, one could clearly see inside.

Six people inside.

But every one of them was armed to the teeth, carrying live guns.

What was even more astonishing was that these soldiers were all wearing simple steel helmets that covered their heads, leaving only hollows for their eyes, as they coldly observed the SUV behind them.

The six landowners in the car immediately quieted down.

All heads bowed, faces filled with awkward smiles.

The man in the passenger seat considerately picked up a rag from the dashboard and carefully wiped the sweat off the forehead of the employee driving the car.

"Brother, I spoke a bit too loud just now."

"Don't take it to heart."

The driver craned his neck and sneered with disdain, "Don't disturb my driving."

The man beside him immediately put down the rag.

His face full of smiles, he said, "Alright, alright, you drive, you drive, I won't bother you, haha."

The SUV was immediately filled with a relaxed and cheerful atmosphere.

Each person looked absolutely benevolent and kind.

Just like serene Buddha statues.

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"How's the situation over there?"

As he watched the company's fleet leave, Mr. Liu, the farm owner, immediately turned to ask.

But the man standing beside him still had a lingering smile on his face.

"Talking to you!"

"Did you turn into a mute after going out?"

A few fellow farm managers pushed him, snapping the man still lost in pleasant memories back to reality.

"Oh oh, I was lost in thought, sorry, haha!"

He chuckled, but his expression quickly became serious as he stated emphatically, "My opinion is, it's feasible."

"Feasible for what?"

Some didn't catch on immediately.

The farm owner surnamed Liu had realized the implications but frowned, "Do they really have that kind of strength? First, tell the brothers about the situation over there."

The man nodded and immediately began to describe in detail what he had witnessed in the market square.

At first, when they heard the words "market square", there was some confusion. Wasn't it Jiangbei Base, why did it change to the market square?

But as they listened, they slowly understood.

Well, I'll be darned.

Turns out the big boss of Jiangbei Base isn't the Peng family brothers?

But a force claiming to be a company from the market square?

And they have retaken the city center?

Everyone was already somewhat shocked upon hearing this, because many of their slaves had fled from the city center on the day of the disaster. To call it a living hell was no exaggeration.

And it was precisely for this reason that the farm owners felt genuine admiration and fear for Li Wanhao, who had established Wanhao District in Jiangbei.

To lead people in establishing a settlement under the siege of countless zombies.

It required more than just luck.

It also took exceptional capability and courage.

The average person definitely couldn't do it.

The incident of the rats overrunning the water purification plant wouldn't normally have caused much uproar in Jiangbei.

Especially for these farm owners, who generally lived in the suburbs.

At least seven or eight kilometers away from the purification plant.

What truly frightened them was actually the reaction from Wanhao District.

If even Li Wanhao lacked confidence in handling the crisis, then surely their small cardamom operations only had the options of fleeing or being devoured by the city's rat infestation.

It was also because of the recent instability in Wanhao District that the various powers big and small around were somewhat panicked.

But just then, someone suddenly claimed that Li Wanhao wasn't such a big deal after all?

That the city center, which should have been dead, actually harbored an even bigger behemoth?

Had their influence already expanded to Jiangbei?

The once famous Ecological Park and the Elite Fleet were actually silently swallowed whole by this behemoth?

This shock turned into profound astonishment as the man described the company's base.

The walls that divided the entire city center?

The heavily guarded checkpoints?

And the mass-produced standard armor and semi-automatic rifles?

The hundreds of vehicles, large and small, all retrofitted in repair shops?

And the dozens of factories running day and night, producing food, clothing, firearms, and armor enough to fill most people's bellies?

It was said that boss Zhang had even hired highly educated returnees to research vaccines and methods to deal with the rats.
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The base also had all kinds of shops you could think of.

After all, the population was there.

Countless industrial materials were transported every day from all over Sanjiang City to the factories inside the base, where they were turned into various materials needed by survivors, and then distributed to the market through various channels.

The farm owner surnamed Liu looked at the crooked knife in his hand and the aluminum alloy armor in his bedroom.

Turns out the expensive stuff he bought was actually produced by them?

And mass-produced standard weapons at that?

Damn it.

There are still middlemen in the apocalypse?

If I see you again, I'll definitely whip your ass hard with a whip!

The man sent out to scout spoke again at the end, "That Big Beard who showed us the way also said their biggest advantage was actually what was it... right, strategic depth!"

"That's far-reaching!"

"Even if a rat plague really breaks out in the north, we can take everyone and just hide out in the southern market square base!"

"And they promised we only need to hand over thirty percent of our resources!"

"The rest will still be ours!"