"Is this, this really going to work?"
"We won't run into trouble, right?"
The woman's face was deathly pale, her courage from just moments before having flown away, leaving only worry and fear for her own fate.
She shivered uncontrollably as she looked at the eight expressionless zombies beside her.
One of them even had a chunk of its head caved in.
They seemed a bit different.
But they were still zombies.
Breaking out through the encirclement of several zombies?
Even with her mind somewhat muddled, she found it incredibly hard to believe.
"Trust me, get in quickly!"
"Or else it'll be too late!"
Zhang Ye, however, had already crouched down and crawled into the circle formed by six zombies with their bodies, turning back to urge her.
"They're all my workers!"
"They are controlled, we are safe inside!"
Controlling zombies?
The woman's eyes were instantly filled with shock.
Her instincts made her want to doubt it, but the reality right before her eyes had already explained everything.
There stood Zhang Ye, amidst these eight expressionless zombies, yet they showed no intention of attacking him.
The footsteps from outside were getting closer!
No time to think!
She decisively bent forward and crawled into Zhang Ye's embrace.
Their faces were suddenly close together.
"Shh!"
"They're here!"
Zhang Ye glanced at her and pointed around with his finger.
Eight "strong men" of varying heights and builds had already tightly surrounded the two of them, the strong smell of decay instantly enveloped them.
The two of them bent over, crouching still without moving.
Rustle, rustle.
It was as if countless insects were crawling.
The creepy noise quickly spread inside from the outside.
Zhang Ye dared not speak anymore. He listened to the footsteps getting closer to his ears and slowly looked down at the two hairy legs blocking his view.
What the hell!
Who stripped this guy's pants off!
Zombies these days have no morality at all!
The figure standing before him was none other than Loader 007, who had been "playing tai chi" on the outside steps.
Zhang Ye suppressed the urge to punch out, and his gaze finally passed between the gaps of these two hairy legs, focusing on the several approaching feet behind them.
His breathing became instantaneously heavy.
Those weren't his employees but actual flesh-eating zombies.
If they smelled the scent of living humans on them, the protective circle formed hand in hand by these eight "traitors" would instantly be torn apart.
Just thinking about it made one's scalp tingle.
As enthusiastic as they were about working, they were equally enthusiastic about eating people.
The woman in his arms was nearly plastered against his body, shaking uncontrollably as if electrocuted.
She was no fool and naturally understood the gravity of their situation.
If any noise was made, the zombies outside would instantly notice the two people hiding inside.
Although the zombies around them would not attack, what about those outside?
They would tear the two of them apart without hesitation.
The protective circle formed by the eight workers was not tight, and the shadows of the people outside swaying could be clearly seen through the gaps between their bodies.
The tide of zombies that had flooded into the supermarket quickly filled up the space around the two of them.
The soft sounds of fabric rubbing against each other became incredibly clear in the darkness.
"Uh... ahh ahh..."
A zombie suddenly fell over.
Its head tilted, and it just happened to see Zhang Ye, who was staring right back at it from between two hairy legs.
Thump-thump, thump-thump.
Zhang Ye, looking at the zombie that he was eye to eye with across a pair of legs, felt his heartbeat speed up as if it would burst out of his mouth the moment he opened it.
"Cackle cackle..."
The zombie lying on the ground had already excitedly split its mouth open, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and shakily stretched out its hand towards the food hidden behind the "protective circle."
Zizizi—
A faint blue light flickered in the dark.
A high-pressure electric baton had already jabbed into its mouth first, and the strong current instantly made the stiff corpse convulse.
The employee number on the roster lit up right away.
Employee 003 is now in place.
Huh?
Zhang Ye was somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected this guy to actually take over the previous Employee 003's spot, having thought that each number on the employee list was unique.
It seemed that was not the case; the employees under each number could be replaced.
He immediately issued an order to the new Employee 003.
Social order maintenance function!
Activate!
Put simply, it was the act of repeating the pushing motion.
In other words, a "security guard".
But Employee 003 struggled for a long time and couldn't get up, as though inherently suffering from a disability, and could only wriggle on the ground continuously.
At first, Zhang Ye didn't understand, but when he noticed the succession of shoes and footprints that had trampled over Employee 003, he was instantly at a loss for words.
What a situation.
In just a few minutes.
At least a dozen zombies had stepped over Employee 003.
The crisp sound of breaking bones, like frying beans, was ceaseless; Employee 003, who had just been able to twist his upper body, now lay completely motionless.
Employee 003, who had just been in working status on the roster, turned red once again.
The status of sudden death.
Yet his own eight veteran subordinates were doing quite well.
No matter how the surrounding zombies crowded and jostled, these eight loyal workers always maintained their initial posture.
They used their bodies to form a wall of flesh and blood!
And protected the two people behind it securely!
The woman clinging to Zhang Ye had started to roll her eyes.
The intense stench, as though it could penetrate through the pores, gave her the feeling that she could faint at any moment.
"I..."
"I think… I can't…"
Wiping his mouth, Zhang Ye looked at the woman with disdain.
To not be able to handle even this smell, and yet wanted to—
Ugh.
Indeed, it was too stinky.
In the future, he'd need to get a few gas masks.
Otherwise, if he encountered a situation like this again, he'd be suffocated by the smell of his employees before even getting out.
By now, most of the zombies outside had entered the supermarket.
The smell of the living was completely masked by the stench from the bodies of the six employees. The zombies that came in couldn't detect the scent of humans and quickly moved deeper into the building.
The zombies on the stairs were thinning out.
The timing was almost right.
With a thought from Zhang Ye, the eight workers around him began to move anew.
They still maintained their initial hand-in-hand, shoulder-to-shoulder posture, encircling the two people and slowly moving towards the outside.
The zombies blocking their path hardly had the chance to react before being toppled to the ground.
Walk slowly.
Yes, just like this.
Keep it up, you guys are the best.
Zhang Ye continually cheered on his employees in his mind, casually smashing the head underfoot with a baton, and kept moving forward.
There was his home's front door in front of them!
Ten meters to go!
Five meters!
Once through that door, there would be enough food inside for the two of them for ten days, maybe half a month. By then, the zombies at the entrance would have long since gone.
If they were lucky, they might even catch a few more!
Arrange them all to be security guards then!
Who to push who!
Maybe he could start a few more production lines!
Zhang Ye seemed to see the scene of hundreds of employees working for him.
Just at that moment, Employee 008, one of the carriers, suddenly stumbled over something and crashed to the ground.
Thud.
The dull sound rang out.
Five or six zombies simultaneously turned their heads toward them.