Apocalypse: the Most Ruthless Person

"Very good!"

Zhang Su stepped forward and patted Li Zongkai on the shoulder, solemnly saying, "Lack of experience can be remedied through learning. I trust your abilities!"

The fundamental reason for this judgment, perhaps no one besides Zhang Su himself could guess.

The envious Yang Xinqi and Liu Yao, though admiration for Li Zongkai was now difficult to feel, originally everything was quite good. Not exactly high and mighty, but still a place of significant power and authority—gone like that, what a mess.

"Yang Xinqi!"

"Present!"

Just as he was feeling sorry for Li Zongkai, upon hearing Zhang Su call his name, he quickly responded.

"You handle all matters of these brothers in the barracks temporarily, and Old Liu will take over the kindergarten!"

Having removed Li Zongkai, it’s natural to appoint someone to manage the barracks people.

Yang Xinqi and Liu Yao exchanged a glance and looked at Li Zongkai, who showed neither happiness nor sadness, then nodded at Zhang Su, "We’ll follow Brother Su’s arrangement."

"Brother Su, so now... what do we do? Should we notify the brothers over there to come over?"

Liu Yao stepped forward to ask, gesturing toward the direction of Lego Mall. The responsibility on his shoulders was getting heavier, and his face showed a stability rarely seen before.

"Well..."

Zhang Su saw that the people at the barracks were confused and complicated in their emotions, thus he said, "Today, everyone has gone through a massive shock. Those who need to rest should rest, and those who need to work should work. If anything comes up, I’ll notify everyone later. Old Yang..."

Zhang Su gave Yang Xinqi a glance suggesting new officers should get to work quickly.

Li Zongkai understood first and waved to the crowd, "Everyone, pull yourselves together. Yang Xinqi used to be the head of the Apocalypse Corps. You all must listen, well, listen to Director Yang and cooperate with his work!"

"Nice to meet everyone. There are sure to be many unfamiliar things and perhaps some working styles different from Chairman Li. Please bear with me as I familiarize myself, and as we walk, let’s discuss any questions or difficulties..."

Yang Xinqi wasn’t one to mess around; when the time came, he could handle the situation, organizing dozens of people off the playground.

Things were basically settled at the barracks, but in the northeast direction of the barracks, about twenty kilometers away, things were far from over!

On the desolate rooftop, Xiaoshuai and Pang Dakun puffed on cigarette smoke. The white mist looked exceptionally desolate beneath the blackened sky. Even without a filter, one could capture a cold and ruined aesthetic.

"These zombies are so awkward, crowded together until they can’t move. Having no brain is really useless."

Qi Xiaoshuai made a bored comment, then flicked ash off the side into a worn-out shoe.

"Hehehe..." Pang Dakun chuckled foolishly, then showed a fierce look, "Really want to ask Uncle for a bunch of grapes, blow them all up. No, blow them into ash; damn, these things are so annoying!"

"A bunch of grapes; you sure can say that... Though I don’t know the stock of that thing, I’m certain it won’t be much. Easy for you to say, a whole bunch at a time; do you take Brother Su as Zhang Xin, the fruit seller?"

Qi Xiaoshuai’s face turned black.

Pang Dakun pouted and said, "Indeed; if there were that many grapes, we’d have a wild bombing spree. Can’t say about other places, but this whole area of Qin City would at least be clean, right? Then our Yama Corps could rule; wouldn’t that be cool?"

"Damn, easy for you to say, rule... Look at Civilization Guardian, well-armed, various defenses not weak, yet what? Almost wiped out by bandits; can’t protect their own lives, let alone any crap of civilization..."

"Struggles between people are nothing; zombies are what’s scary." Pang Dakun innocently waved his hand.

Qi Xiaoshuai shook his head helplessly, choosing not to further correct Pang Dakun’s thoughts, and watched the gloomy sky, suddenly thinking about the future, he asked.

"Dakun, say all zombies are wiped or are no longer a threat, and like you said, humanity is mostly stable. When that’s the case, what do you want to do?"

"If everything truly settles down, I would..."

Pang Dakun paused for a moment, then revealed a dreamy smile, "I’d find a wife, then open a kindergarten—a real kindergarten, where kids play games, gathering all the camp children for me to play with them!"

Fortunate people heal their lifelong wounds with childhood; unfortunate ones heal childhood throughout their entire lives.

Pang Dakun fell into the latter category. The countryside he lived in, being close to Qin City, was a place where kindergartens thrived.

Private kindergartens naturally prioritized profit. With Pang Dakun’s family background then, he could not afford them, only able to stand outside the fence and watch children play inside happily. Luckily, he was not alone; several kids faced the same situation, collectively sharing the hurt, slightly flattening the psychological burden...

"Damn..." Xiaoshuai turned his head in surprise to look at Pang Dakun, "You’re young but not small-minded. Just grown hairy and already thinking about having a wife and kids, opening a kindergarten—you’re quite something..."

"Not really, I only mentioned finding a wife and opening a kindergarten. Didn’t say anything about having kids; you weren’t listening carefully."

Pang Dakun earnestly corrected Qi Xiaoshuai.

"What? You mean to find a wife but not have kids, and directly open a kindergarten, why?" Qi Xiaoshuai didn’t get it; want a wife not for expanding the family line but just for fun?

After finishing his cigarette, Pang Dakun extinguished the butt and showed a peculiar smile, "Just not wanting them, stop talking about me... What about you, Xiaoshuai, what do you want to do?"

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