You were supposed to hoard supplies, why the heck did you hoard zombies!

Chapter 10 Testing Capture Conditions

"Can this work?"

"What if it doesn't?"

Liu Qingqing looked at the hemp sack in her hand, her expression indescribably hesitant.

"How do you know if you don't try?"

"Hurry up."

Zhang Ye had no regard for the affection of last night. Instead, he took her to the alley behind his house early in the morning.

Repayment in kind was one thing, but work was work.

He was that clear about separating personal matters from business.

He pointed directly at a zombie wandering on the street:

"See that skinny tall zombie over there?"

"Bring it back!"

The new system task had already been issued last night, requiring him to gather twelve employees to establish a company.

But now, forget about twelve, he didn't even have half an employee.

The ten able-bodied men he had caught with great effort had all perished.

Although he did not know what exactly the company mentioned by the system was for, associating it with the system's name "People's Entrepreneur," Zhang Ye could guess the gist of it.

What is a company?

It's a place to legally and reasonably exploit workers, right!

Only with a company, could one maximize the role of the People's Entrepreneur!

It was for this reason that Zhang Ye took Liu Qingqing, his powerful fighter, out early in the morning in search of new targets.

Besides this goal, he also planned to test a suspicion he had in mind.

To join the employee list, one must capture zombies.

But what exactly is capture?

Knock unconscious?

Or incapacitate?

Proving this required stringent testing.

The woman sniffed, stepping out of the alley in a lingering, hesitant manner. Her gaze quickly focused on the zombie wandering not far away.

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"That was fast?"

Zhang Ye looked at the writhing figure in the hemp sack, his eyes somewhat surprised.

The efficiency was truly astonishing.

The outside of the sack was soaked in bloodstains.

The zombie inside was constantly twisting its body, clearly having been brutally beaten.

This woman's fighting ability was indeed not to be underestimated.

Compared to an average woman, Liu Qingqing's strength and skills seemed excessively good.

"Have you trained?"

Zhang Ye asked cautiously.

Liu Qingqing nodded, her fair face turning slightly red:

"That..."

"I've trained a bit..."

Under the dual stimulation of the system and the flesh, her affection for Zhang Ye had reached its peak.

Zhang Ye gestured towards the wide-open iron cage with an encouraging tone, "You see this cage, isn't it..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Liu Qingqing immediately understood.

"Long and wide?"

"Smack!"

Zhang Ye finally couldn't help it, raising his hand to smack her pert buttocks.

"No singing about large bowls and wide noodles!"

Liu Qingqing's face turned red in an instant, and she stuttered for a while before saying she understood, then she looked down and asked:

"So, what are we here for?"

Zhang Ye's answer was straightforward.

"For what?"

"Of course, to catch zombies."

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...

The scorching weather seemed to be roasting the road itself.

A skinny zombie sniffed around in the air for a long time but didn't smell anything.

Just as it was about to turn around and leave, a melancholic melody suddenly echoed in its ears:

"Just got you an iPhone 5, now you want the 5S~"

"Seeing others with the iPhone 6, you want the Plus~"

"Drops of sweat shatter into pieces as I save money for our life~"

"Yet you scorn me as a penniless loser, without money or capability~"

The voice was low and hoarse, carrying a faint Northeastern Chinese accent, vividly expressing the pitiable and regrettable mentality of a contemporary male youth.

Everyone who heard this song would feel an urge from within.

Who the hell is singing this?

It's unbearably awful!

The enraged zombie charged straight into the yard, its blood-red eyes quickly focusing on the cage placed right in the center.

"Eh aah aah!"

It roared as it surged in.

"Clang!"

Almost at the same moment the zombie charged in, the stick propping the cage door instantly fell, and the lifted cage door crashed down heavily.

"Qing Qing!"

"Quick, lock the door!"

"Don't let it get away!"

Zhang Ye was shouting, but his body was already moving towards the yard's main gate.

He had enough samples for the experiment.

After closing the main gate, he immediately pulled out the mobile phone inside the cage with a pre-tied rope, shutting off the recording that was playing.

The caged zombie seemed to realize it had been tricked, desperately banging against the iron bars.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"