I'm a zombie, what's the point of awakening the yellow-haired system?

The order was quickly transmitted to every safe camp.

On the training ground, the psychics began to conduct more intense confrontational training.

The fire-type esper unleashes blazing flames, which collide with the ice-type esper's icy cold;

Lightning-type espers hone their control over high-voltage currents;

Those with healing abilities are constantly improving their treatment efficiency.

The training of ordinary survivors also started simultaneously.

Veterans taught them fighting techniques and how to subdue the enemy with the simplest moves.

At the shooting range, men, women, young and old took turns practicing using various weapons.

Even the usually weak civilian staff began to learn basic self-defense techniques.

Training was carried out most actively in the safe camps of the Nile Kingdom.

An old woman with white hair is seriously learning how to use archery. Her hands are shaking a little, but her eyes are firm.

Several teenage boys and girls nearby were practicing close combat; although their movements were clumsy, they were full of energy.

"We can no longer be lambs to the slaughter," said a middle-aged woman as she taught the children how to use daggers. "Even the smallest hedgehog has its own spikes."

Shouts could be heard from the training ground from time to time.

These once ordinary people are transforming step by step.

They understand that in this dangerous apocalypse, the only way to survive is to become stronger.

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In the castle's main hall, a steaming hot pot was placed on a round mahogany table.

The rich aroma filled the entire space, dispelling the fatigue from the day's training.

Sophie changed into a light blue silk dress today, with crystal hair accessories in her hair.

Sitting beside her were Lin Yue, Hong Lian and other surviving sisters. Lin Yue was wearing a pink lace dress, with her long, smooth hair tied into an elegant bun;

Honglian chose a fiery red cheongsam, which made her skin look white as cream.

"Come on, let's drink to those of us who are still alive." Zhang Chen raised his glass, and the amber wine swayed in the crystal glass.

Several girls also raised their glasses and clinked them gently.

After three rounds of drinks, their cheeks gradually turned red and they started talking.

"I'm from a coastal city in the Eastern Continent," Lin Yue said with tears in her eyes, "There is the most beautiful sunrise in the world..."

"My home is in the south," Honglian took a sip of wine, "Every spring, the whole city is a sea of ​​rapeseed flowers..."

Sophie listened quietly to the sisters' stories and picked up some food for them from time to time.

The hot pot was bubbling and the snow-white meat slices were rolling in the soup.

Zhang Chen put aside his usual god-like majesty and listened patiently to each girl's story like a gentle older brother. His eyes were gentle and there was a faint smile on the corners of his mouth.

When he sees someone's glass is empty, he will naturally lean over to refill it.

When Honglian talked about her sad moments, he handed her a warm handkerchief.

Lin Yue was speechless when describing the beautiful scenery of his hometown.

"I remember there was a stream near my home..." a girl in a lavender dress whispered, "In the summer, the water is so clear that you can see the bottom, and you can see small fish swimming around..."

Zhang Chen picked up a piece of tender beef for her and whispered, "Go on, I really want to listen."

"In winter," another girl with ponytails said with tears in her eyes, "Mom always cooks a big pot of steaming dumplings..."

Zhang Chen added some warm sake to her and comforted her softly: "Let's make dumplings together in the future."

After three rounds of drinks, the conversation started.

On this warm night, the girls let down all their guard and expressed their deepest thoughts.

Chapter 593 Why are you pretending to be so noble!

Zhang Chen just listened quietly, occasionally said a few gentle words, served them food and added wine, as if at this moment he was just an ordinary friend, not the mighty god.

"My Lord God..." Lin Yue was a little drunk.

"If...if one day the world recovers, can you take us home to see it?"

Zhang Chen looked at these girls who had experienced life and death but still maintained their innocence, and nodded gently: "Definitely."

In the command room of Dragon Country 180 Security Camp, Anna was frowning as she checked the latest missing persons report.

She was wearing a neat black psychic outfit today, with her long golden hair tied up high, which set off her beautiful and heroic face.

"Another one!" Anna slammed the report on the table.

"This is the seventh mutant who has gone missing this month!"

Since she took over the 180 Security Camp, she has never encountered such a difficult case.

Those who disappeared were all powerful psychics. There were no signs of fighting and no witnesses. They just disappeared out of thin air.

"Sir," a subordinate asked cautiously, "Should we report this to Lord Zhang Chen?"

Ana shook her head and bit her red lips: “I don’t want to trouble him unless it’s absolutely necessary.”

She knew that she could sit in this position thanks to Zhang Chen's support.

At first, many people opposed a woman holding such an important position, but Zhang Chen insisted on appointing her despite the opposition.

(I have to solve this problem by my own ability...)

Anna stood up and walked to the electronic map of the camp.

The disappearances seemed random, but her intuition told her that there must be some pattern behind them.

"Retrieve all the surveillance footage of the missing persons last seen," she ordered. "Also, send more people to patrol, especially at night."

The subordinates acted quickly.

No one dared to question her orders, because everyone knew that offending Anna was equivalent to offending Zhang Chen.

However, Anna never abused this relationship. She proved with her strength that she was fully capable of holding this position.

It was late at night and Anna was the only one left in the command room.

She unbuttoned the top two buttons of her psychic costume, revealing her snow-white collarbone.

The golden hair that was originally tied up high fell down, cascading onto her graceful shoulders like a waterfall.

Her slender fingers held the crystal glass, and the scarlet wine was swaying in the glass.

Every time he raises the glass, the elegant lines of his wrist are like a flowing work of art.

She sipped the wine glass with her lips, leaving a faint lipstick mark.

"Hehe..." Anna chuckled, her eyes a little blurry.

She stood up and walked towards the French window, her boots making a crisp sound on the floor.

The moonlight shone through the window onto her graceful figure, outlining her perfect curves.

(Why... I can't find any clues...)

She frowned slightly, and this expression gave her an even more mature and feminine charm.

Anna leaned against the window, and the curves of her body that were faintly visible under her psychic costume were eye-catching.

She habitually twisted her golden hair with her fingers, a small movement she made when she was thinking.

The slight intoxication from the red wine made her fair cheeks blush slightly, adding a bit of alluring charm.

Suddenly, a gust of evening breeze blew her hair, and she subconsciously raised her hand to smooth her hair. This action was elegant and a little lazy.

The 180 safe camp in the middle of the night was suddenly broken by angry shouts.

Hundreds of terrified survivors, armed with torches and weapons, rushed to the command center.

Some of them were waving beer bottles, some were holding iron bars, and more were holding wooden sticks.

"Hand over Anna! She is incapable of protecting us!"

"Two more psychics have died! We're all going to die if this continues!"

"Replace her! We demand a new man as our leader!"

The rioters smashed the glass of the command center, and the flames illuminated the night sky red.

Anna was standing on the balcony on the second floor. She was wearing a tight black dress tonight, with her blonde hair falling like a waterfall.

The slender waist is brought out in an amazing curve by the skirt, and the long beautiful legs are faintly visible.

"I know everyone is scared," she said calmly, her hands painted with red nail polish gently holding the railing, "but violence can't solve the problem..."

Before she could finish her words, a wine bottle flew towards her.

At this critical moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Anna and raised his hand to catch the wine bottle.

It’s Zhang Chen.

His appearance shocked everyone like thunder.

The shouts of the rioters stopped abruptly, and the light of the torches seemed so insignificant in front of him.

"Kneel down." Zhang Chen only said two words, his tone was terrifyingly calm.

Everyone fell to their knees involuntarily, including the most radical thugs. Terror flooded the square like a tide.

"Anna is the leader I appointed," Zhang Chen's voice was not loud, but it spread to every corner. "To question her is to question me."

He turned to look at Anna, his eyes swept across her pretty face which looked even more attractive because of panic, and said softly: "You go and rest, leave this to me."

Anna pursed her red lips, wanting to say something but stopping herself, her chest heaving slightly due to nervousness. Finally, she nodded and turned away gracefully.

She knew that Zhang Chen's appearance meant that the situation was more serious than she had imagined.

Zhang Chen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the command room, looking down at the camp below with cold eyes.

Several young women passed by downstairs. They were wearing revealing clothes and twisting their waists deliberately. When they saw Zhang Chen on the second floor, they threw him a coquettish look and whispered, "This is a real man, much better than that woman..."

Zhang Chen's eyes turned cold. He had noticed that since Anna took office, these survivors were not grateful, but became more and more arrogant. They made loud noises when collecting supplies during the day, gathered together to drink and cause trouble at night, and even made up gossip about Anna in private.

"Sir," a confidant handed over the latest investigation report, "The missing superpowers finally appeared in the warehouse area in the southeast corner of the camp, where..."

Zhang Chen waved his hand to signal him to stop.

Because he heard another shrill whistle coming from downstairs.

"Hey! Anna!" Several drunken men leaned against the wall and whistled at Anna who just passed by. "What are you doing dressed like this?"

Anna walked by expressionlessly, but those people became even more excited: "Why are you pretending to be so noble!"

"If it weren't for Chief Zhang protecting you, you'd be nothing!"

"Snapped!"

Zhang Chen's fingers moved slightly, and those men suddenly fell to the ground, holding their necks and twitching in pain.

The people around screamed and ran away.

"Throw them outside to feed the zombies," Zhang Chen's voice was cold.

He turned to his confidants, "Gather everyone. I need to re-establish the rules of the camp. These people need to be disciplined."

The next morning, Zhang Chen ordered everyone to gather in the central square.

He stood on the high platform, looking down at the crowd below who were ready to make a move.

Chapter 594 Want to die? Not that easy.

The new rules are simple: curfew, no alcohol, obey management, no gatherings to cause trouble, and respect for the leader.

Violators will be severely punished.

"Why?" The crowd shouted in dissatisfaction, "This is a refuge, not a prison!"

"That's right! Who gave you the power to control us?"