The mother planet secretly transformed without telling us

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The base probably doesn't know that their intensive farming regardless of cost actually hurts some people.

After more than twenty rounds, it was already dusk with fireworks and firecrackers going off. Lao Wang and Li Laixi were gnawing on the dried meat, but Li Cang had no appetite: "All these fried leftovers are enough for me to summon No. 350,002." You’re such a loser, you’re freezing to death because of the wine and meat in the Zhu family, I really want to rebel against you!”

"Pfft," Lao Wang spat directly, "I'm not talking about Teacher Cang, why do you feel so bad about you? You can't take it away even if it doesn't explode to pieces, right?"

Li Cang choked for a moment: "I never thought of it in my dreams. I have been looking forward to the right opportunity and the right place to carry out mass extinction. But I encountered it. The dog legs can't get through it, and the raw materials can't be taken away——"

The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. The more I took a step back, the more I felt frustrated. Not only was this world as cold as paper, but they even blatantly put eye drops on me!

The base's actions were quite swift. More than twenty rounds of bombings directly whitewashed the main island of the base. The outer defense line was tightened to the limit step by step. The zombies were pushed back to Black Mist Island overnight. Thousands of people prayed at the same time, and they just established a A high wall of more than ten meters locked up Black Mist Island.

What followed was simply an assembly line operation, with artillery fire washing the ground and peanuts and wine. From time to time, several strong teams were sent into the high-walled leeks. A series of skillful operations that seemed to have been rehearsed countless times in advance left Old Wang Li Cang and Li Laixi stunned and speechless for a long time.

At this point, the Black Mist Island chain has stopped making waves, and it is only a matter of time before it is cleared.

Li Cang estimated that the black oil alone would allow the base to collect at least several million coins, not to mention soft income such as land annexation and walking corpses on Black Mist Island. Whether this thing is used as a servant of destiny or transformed into a bloodline The second son is all very useful.

Li Cang is so sour.

"I'm so hasty!" Master Wang thought about it and felt unbalanced. "Teacher Cang, I regret it. We should have clicked on the science and technology tree. Take a look at this person. There are truths everywhere within the range, and he is a chicken by nature. You're so elegant, look at us again, leading a bunch of black things, yelling, throwing away your arms and going up to fuck us. It's so rude, it's so out of character, it's like a big horse monkey, human beings More infuriating than anyone else."

"Zhaoyu, you're the only one who's okay!" Li Cang said in a nonchalant manner: "My brother has always been very elegant, waving his hands and thousands of troops, but we are walking the path of a mage~"

"Hetui!"

Lao Wang didn't bother to reason with him. What was going on? Did Ning really have no idea?

The scene was basically under control. Beizhikang, Wu Nansen and others pretended to be indifferent even though their faces were red. They looked at Lao Wang dragging a person like a dog to death: "What is going on, he..."

Li Cang briefly explained the situation, and Wu Nansen immediately said there was no problem.

"It's a small matter. Let the people from the research and judgment team come over. They are professionals. They have been studying these for several months. They should be able to find something." He said: "I read the report from the special service. You guys saved the day." Hundreds of people? More people than a well-trained special service search and rescue team. Saying too much thanks seems cheap and pretentious. Well, Base 7 is your home. Do something for your family. Just take it as it should be, hahaha, what do you think, Comrade Li Cang, Comrade Zhong Jianzhang, Comrade Li Lei? "

Just talk about it with a hammer, and you will understand it all!

"Tui," said old comrade Bei Zhikang with a sour look on his face, despising this scornful person, "give you a pole and you can climb up to the sky!"

The old bastard doesn't talk about martial arts, first come, first served, do you understand? He poached the corner of our 3rd base in person?

No, we have to talk to this old pallet carefully when we go back. By the way, we must stabilize Li Cang first!

"Speaking of which, I feel like servants of destiny rarely appear in the base?" Li Cang asked, "Does the base have any restrictions or regulations in this regard?"

Bei Zhikang and Wu Nansen looked at each other and shook their heads, as if they couldn't bear to look back on the past.

"It was not easy at the beginning of the establishment of Base 3/7. They are all based on the military as the main body to accommodate ordinary survivors. The more people are accommodated, the more chaos will naturally occur. The same rice can support all kinds of people. The two bases have their own Several vicious incidents such as armed attacks, deliberate murders, and robberies by servants of fate have occurred, causing at least hundreds of innocent people to be victimized."

"Alas! It was really a headache during that time. There were doomsday disasters and prayers, so there were too many people with an unbalanced mentality. Plus, with things like servants of fate, it was too easy and too cheap to change their entire appearance. The homicide detection rate was once as low as less than 15%.”

"The base has tried various methods for this, and even made a prayer plan to detect whether someone has killed someone. It is somewhat similar to the echo of the dead you mentioned. It is based on the prayer interface, but the detection It’s not the ‘resentment’ of the zombies, but of humans!”

Wu Nansen's expression was slightly tangled, and it was obvious that mentioning this kind of feudal dross put a lot of psychological burden on him as a military leader.

"Oh? The base is very open-minded! What happened next?"

"Ahem, the prayer interface prompts that the so-called 'curse' of both zombies and humans is very fragile. Not only will it disappear over time, but after a person dies, all creatures within a certain range will be contaminated with this curse. It's just a matter of how many. , the base was unable to find a suitable standard to judge the time of being infected with the curse, and it also had no way to measure whether the suspect had killed anyone based on the amount of remaining curses. It was basically a failed attempt. Why did this happen in the first place? After spending a lot of coins, there is really no good solution in the end. I can only reduce the number of destiny servants as much as possible and treat unreported destiny servants as illegal. "

"No wonder."

"You do what you do and love what you do. It's true that you are the first to create a criminal genre," Lao Wang sighed. "Shouldn't I be shot to show respect?"

In troubled times, important rules should be used. Lao Wang's thoughts are so simple and unpretentious.

Bei Zhikang sighed silently.

Wu Nansen gloated: "At that time, Lao Bei was busy with boundless love and benefiting the world. His brains were happily shattered by the hundreds and thousands of survivors who bowed to him every day. In addition, Dai Lihong and his gang were The gentle policy has turned into a chronic disease after the reaction, the population has increased sharply, and the official's overall ability to control the base has declined sharply."

"Yes, yes, I am short-sighted. You, Base 7, have foresight!" Bei Zhikang cursed and said to the people around him: "All systems of disaster relief bases include elements of adapting measures to local conditions, but like Base 7, which openly supports and delegates power, Scorpion is still the only one who engages in the alternative capitalism of the jungle! Old Wu, don’t be too busy having fun. Soon, it will be your turn to be in trouble.”

"Ha! I don't want to hear what you say. You are obviously the one with 'foresight'!" Wu Nansen said with disgust, "Old guy! Old-fashioned! When do you think it is now? These disaster relief bases are all over the place. After four months of hard work, it is only a few thousand square kilometers and has a population of tens of thousands. How big of a place are you starting to worry about it? As for Eight Thousand Miles, to put it bluntly, our current size is not worthy of discussing any ideological field!"

"You#￥%"

Sonorous and sonorous, the two of them became more and more excited as they talked, their faces red and their necks thick-then why don't you two have a fight?

Li Cang didn't understand, but he was greatly shocked.

Ideology?

What a timi tall thing