The strong and healthy started to take over.
That was because they could defend against zombies, they could find food, they could… Fight back.
The weak ended up as the bottom rug.
In the factory, most of the higher ups were people with brains, experience, skills and they were top of the pyramid. They had high salaries and were treated well and respected by everyone.
These people were strong with their brains but they were weak and had no stamina or strength. A portion of them turned into zombies when the apocalypse started and the other portion were fortunate to survive. But they were defenseless so not to mention killing zombies, just searching for food and running ten meters was something that they found tiring.
Those normal people who were in charge of hard labor with little to no technical skill were able to rely on their strong bodies to find food. They could also kill zombies and obtain the crystals that were said could be used to spin the mysterious gachapon.
As long as they could get a potion, they would evolve.
Thus, those people who were high above in the past had fallen off their pedestals and the ones that replaced them were the normal people whom they had trampled all over.
Food, water, cigarettes, wine, all sorts of resources, and even women were things that they got now.
Facing this sudden change, Le Dayuan and the others found it hard to adapt.
But that wasn’t important. During the peacetime, the higher ups would listen to your opinions and might do some fake changes. But now whatever listening was nonsense. If you didn’t follow instructions then you would just scram. If you angered them, they would punch you at a minimum. At worst, it might lead to your death!
Sometimes Le Dayuan felt that he had returned to an era— Era of slavery.
But it didn’t matter what he felt. The important thing was that others adapted to this world and he didn’t.
A loud laughter spread from the end of the corridor. Le Dayuan could smell the fragrance of smoked chicken through all the shit and urine. This resulted in acid rising up his empty stomach which caused him to feel a burning pain.
But he didn’t dare to lift his head as he was afraid that he would see his wife from the open door.
On the fifth day of the apocalypse, his wife for ten years couldn’t take the hunger and thirst. She jumped into the arms of a mechanic at the factory. When Le Dayuan heard the news, he charged into the darkest room he had seen in his life and saw his wife resting on a table, shoving biscuits into her mouth. In her other hand was half a sausage and a bottle of water. The guy was thrusting himself into her back…
That was the first time Le Dayuan fought someone and it was the first time he tried to gain the courage to do something.
In the end, not only did he fail to stop anything, he was beaten up badly. He could only watch as his woman fell under the body of others…
At that moment, Le Dayuan felt like he was dead.
But the death of his body was far tougher than he imagined. He stood at the window and looked at zombies walking below. His determination shattered like a bubble in the air.
Maybe waiting for death in the dirtiest corner was the best end. At least it wouldn’t be so intense and it would not hurt so much.
Le Dayuan stared at his toes from the cracks of his knees and thought to himself.
A footstep could be heard and a few people looked at these few that could only sleep on the cold hard floor.
“Various supervisors hello.”
The person who spoke laughed. Only a fool would think that he was greeting them.
This person was the security captain of the factory Chang Chun, he was over forty and it was said that he was in a gang and went to jail because he injured someone. After he came out, he joined a second chance program and was sent to the factory to be a security guard where he worked for 7-8 years.
During those 7-8 years he didn’t cause any trouble, he just did his job and at the start of the year, he was promoted to security captain.
He was muscular and knew some kung fu. In normal times this didn’t mean much, but here, it was enough to threaten everyone. Naturally, he became the leader of those workers and now dozens of people followed him.
“Aiyo, why aren’t you all speaking?”
Chang Chun had a mocking smile on his face, he didn’t pity these thin group. The apocalypse had ignited the hidden evil and viciousness in his heart.
“I came to tell you good news but how can I do that with your attitude?” Guan Changchun sighed and he pulled a young girl with his right hand. He ignored the gazes of everyone and just reached in with his hand to rub her chest.
“Food is nearly out so we have to head out to search. After all, we are colleagues so I am planning to select a few of you to follow me, who is coming?” He looked at everyone and continued, “No matter if we find anything, those who go will have a full meal and a bottle of water. If we find food, he will get three days of food!”
Some people were pumped. They were hungry for too long and they were willing to do things to get food.
They didn’t dare to search for food themselves. A few days ago some people were too hungry and they tried to head out but none of them returned. There were even two that were eaten right at the door. The tragic cries still sent chills down one’s spine.
But if Guan Changchun went with them then things would be okay. Not only were these people vicious when they hit people, they were good at attacking zombies too. When they worked in groups, they could deal with 3-5 zombies.
“I will go!”
“Bring me!”
“Me too.”
“And me!”
……
Many people stood up and wanted to get some benefits.
“So eager.” Guan Changchun pointed at two people and they were delighted and felt like they had already gotten the food.
A subordinate whispered two sentences to him. If Le Dayuan raised his head, he would see that the person speaking was the mechanic that took over his wife.
“We need one more, Dayuan, you then.”
Le Dayuan raised his head in shock and didn’t understand why such a good chance was given to him. But when he saw that mechanic’s dark smile, he had a bad feeling.
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“Boss are you sure this is the place?” Little Tiger searched the building and apart from killing ten zombies, he didn’t find a single person.
Ye Zhongming frowned as he stood in the hall of the factory and realised that he might be in the wrong place.
He came to find someone, to find a godly figure known as Master Yuan. When others talked about him, he remembered that this person walked out of this place.
But there was no one here.
Was the birthplace of Master Yuan not correct? Was he going to miss out on the first person he tried to find after his rebirth?
“Brother Ye come, there are people using humans to attract zombies!” The influencer’s beautiful and crisp voice spread from the windows.