Rebirth and hoarding, the Queen of Doomsday Darkness

In fact, he could have had a lot of points left, but he was exploited a lot by the people in front of him. He was small and weak, and he didn't dare to resist.

They eat all the food, but have to pay for it in the end. Now they have the lowest points.

After thinking about it, he turned around and walked towards the mission hall, holding his hungry stomach.

There are three windows in the mission hall. One is for ordinary missions, which is basically where ordinary people or low-level psychics receive their missions.

The window in the middle is for psychics above level three to receive tasks.

The window on the far left has the least people, and the tasks inside are very dangerous, and can only be taken up by high-level psychic groups.

The short and thin man had a sallow complexion due to long-term malnutrition. He was so hungry that he swayed from side to side as if he would fall down if the wind blew.

"Hello, is there any task suitable for me?"

The window lady was a little worried: "Why don't you go back and rest for a few days before taking on the task?"

"No, I want to take the mission."

Then the girl pointed to the display screen above the hall.

"It's dangerous outside right now. The most common tasks in the base are to husk rye or clean the meat of mutant beasts. I suggest you choose between these two."

There are many other jobs, and those that require heavy physical labor are more strenuous. It seems that this person is too hungry to have any strength, so he is not suitable for this job.

He chose to husk the rye, and asked where the work would be done, before leaving with many thanks.

Before I left the hall, I saw a pretty girl walking towards me with a rye cake in her hand, but she didn't look like she wanted to eat it.

He licked his tongue.

I walked over with my head held high: "Little girl, can I use my three points to buy the remaining half of your rye cake?"

Ye Zhaozhao was stunned. She just wanted to try it and it didn't taste good at all. She wanted to throw it away, but she felt it would be a shame to waste it, so she kept holding it in her hand.

"A good rye pancake is only 5 points. Why don't you buy it? This is what I have left."

The man clenched the corner of his clothes: "I'm sorry, I, I only have three points left."

"Huh? Fine then. Here you go."

At the same time, Ye Zhaozhao also gave the other party dozens of points to help him overcome the difficulties.

In the meeting room, Ye Qingcheng was discussing something with Hu Tian and others. They decided to let those soldiers improve their special abilities first and then form a special forces team.

Whether they are fighting in close combat or attacking from a distance, their lethality is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary psychics.

"Sister, sister..."

Ye Zhaozhao's hurried voice came from outside, and he was running breathlessly.

"what happened?"

"Sister, a major discovery, a major discovery..."

Ye Qingcheng smiled and shook her head, pulling out a few tissues from the table: "Look at you, your face is all dirty."

Ye Zhaozhao took the tissue and wiped his face vigorously twice.

"Sister, I just came back from outside, and I heard that there are about 1 people in the Blue City base who have not received their missions. They are all waiting for the base to issue points."

Seeing her smile, she didn’t react much: “You know?”

"Silly girl, everyone's information has been registered. We can check on the computer whether anyone has received the mission or not."

"Then, what should we do? I just heard from others that those people are troublemakers. They forced the soldiers to compromise in this way when we were at the Blue City Base."

There were so many of them, and the base didn't dare let so many people starve to death. In the end, they had to compromise and feed them.

Ye Qingcheng smiled even more gently.

"Everyone in our base is self-sufficient. We can't set a precedent like this."

"That…"

Hu Tian smiled and said, "We have already discussed the countermeasures."

"They are a bunch of lazy, greedy, cowardly losers. There are plenty of ways to deal with them. Don't worry."

When Ye Zhaozhao heard this, she felt completely relieved.

Three more days passed.

Those soldiers have been divided into 10 special operations mercenary groups, with 600 people in each team, specifically responsible for taking on special tasks in the base.

That night, she made all the plans and was about to rest when the day broke.

There were noisy quarrels and crying outside.

More than 10,000 people stood under the cement canopy, some rolling on the ground, some crying, and some cursing.

"Where are the soldiers? I want to see those soldiers. What kind of crappy base did you find for us? Do you want to starve us to death?"

"Yes, it's been such a long time, why haven't you issued the points yet? We are all waiting to eat."

"We are ordinary people. Is this how you treat ordinary people?"

Hu Tian sneered repeatedly, his voice booming like a bell: "Common people, whose common people are you?"

The man was stunned for a moment, and said with his neck stiff, "Anyway, I don't care. If we join the Blaze Base, the base will be responsible for us."

"Yes, you have to be responsible for us."

The people below were making a lot of noise and shouting, which was so loud that it drowned out the sound of the ice beans falling to the ground.

Jiang Chen and other four leaders of the supernatural groups stood at the highest point with telescopes in their hands. Suddenly, he pointed in a direction.

"Look, that man appears."

The other three also hurriedly picked up the telescope and saw a building on the highest mountain opposite, with a flag belonging to the Flame Base on the top.

Next to the flag stood a girl in red, she looked pure and sweet but there was no emotion in her eyes, she looked like a walking corpse.

Several people were surprised.

"Is that the legendary summoning of the Zombie King? That's it..."

It is so different from what I imagined.

"It looks weak and fragile, without any killing power."

Zhang Li sucked his saliva and said, "He looks pretty good. I thought he was tall and strong, with a green face and fangs, and his body was covered with rotten flesh..."

Several people suspected that they had been tricked by Jiang Chen.

However, before he could say anything, Jiang Chen dropped the telescope in his hand and ran away.

The three of them were stunned: "No, do you really need to? We won't really beat you up. It's only 500 points, and you're still running away..."

After a pause, a beautiful girl in red appeared in front of them and looked at them intently.

Huh? Looks familiar.

Shen Linger's pupils shrank: "You, you, you, the ghost zombie king?"

"Is there something?" The ghost's voice was very soft, making people feel like a little sister next door.

However, when you really meet them face to face, you will feel a sense of horror, as if you are being stared at by an evil spirit from hell, and it will chill you to the bone.

The four people didn't even dare to fart, they just shut up and shook their heads at the same time.

"Are you guys spying on me?"

“No, no…” He wanted to deny it, but when he met those cold eyes, all the words got stuck in his throat.

The ghost showed its sharp teeth to the four of them. They were very white, but they carried a terrifying and gloomy feeling: "Don't play tricks, otherwise, I will eat you."

Disappeared instantly.

The four people swallowed hard.

"Jiang Chen, you are right. This person is very... very powerful..."

Shen Linger patted her chest which was beating wildly.