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

Chapter 13 New Home

Zhang Ye knew why Liu Qingqing wanted to stay here.

After all, her family hadn't been found, maybe they had escaped, maybe they were dead, but there was still a glimmer of hope.

What if one day they couldn't make it outside and came back?

That was her reason for staying.

"Fine, then we'll live in your house from now on."

Zhang Ye thought for a moment and immediately agreed, after all, the house was very nice with a yard outside.

In time, they would find a few generators and directly set up an electric fence.

Then deploy a few dozen security zombie guards to stand outside.

What is a boss?

This is!

When they had nothing else to do, they could even take a walk in the community with his own little secretary; maybe they could even have a more exciting and in-depth exchange under the open sky.

This life was simply more comfortable than before the apocalypse.

No, this wasn't an apocalypse.

This was paradise!

After the two of them had tossed the corpses out of the building, they started to clean up the entire villa area without stopping.

"Clang."

The wrought-iron gate with a hollow pattern suddenly opened.

The corpses lying on the ground heard the sound and began to twist their bodies to get up.

"Roar!"

The number one bodyguard let out a loud yell and was the first to step out of the ranks, bending his waist and hunching his back all in one fluid motion, followed by a forceful push deep from his center!

The zombie that had just stood up sat back down on the ground with a plop.

"Roar!"

"Ugh!"

Two more sturdy figures came out from beside Zhang Ye, sprinted a few steps, and then pounced onto the zombie lying on the ground, pinning it with their combined weight of over two hundred pounds, instantly rendering it immobile.

Zhang Ye walked out from among the corpses with his hands behind his back.

He looked down for a moment, then said expressionlessly, "Pass!"

As soon as the words fell, the number one security zombie guarding nearby immediately lifted the brick in its hand and began to pound the head below like it was smashing a cockroach!

Tomato sauce quickly splattered everywhere on the ground.

Zhang Ye's eyelids twitched.

Was this the security team that Liu Qingqing had trained?

It really was like student, like teacher, practically a repeat of the events that had happened that night.

Even without Zhang Ye's orders, two more security zombies immediately came out from behind and dragged the corpse on the ground out like a dead dog.

"How about that?"

"Impressive, right?"

This couldn't all be for disciplining subordinates, could it?

It seems that the life of the capitalist bourgeoisie is indeed too corrupt; he must study it thoroughly!

After all, he was now a member of the bourgeoisie himself.

And there happened to be a female secretary.

The figures standing behind him had already exceeded twenty people.

Some of them were carefully selected from the zombies in the villa area as new employees, all temporarily assigned to the security squad.

After all, safety comes first.

The twelve bodyguards were obviously not enough.

For such a large community, they needed at least a hundred and eight Arhats in total.

When the time comes, each person equipped with a brick, patrolling outside the community every day, he wanted to see who would dare come close to here?

Over a hundred zombies wielding bricks as weapons—just how scary would that be?

Even Zhang Fei would be wary.

As for those substandard products that didn't meet the height and weight requirements, they were all assigned to the logistics team.

Their only job was to move things.

"Thai jasmine rice? This is good, take it away!"

"Himalayan rose salt?"

"You can't have a meal without salt, take it, take it!"

"Ah, there's Iberian ham too? I love it; take that as well! Quickly, quickly!"

"Pecorino Romano cheese?"

"Albino caviar?"

"No wonder I couldn't find these before, they were all bought by these people! Take them all away!"

Liu Qingqing was bustling around in the basement, busy moving things while stuffing something to eat into her mouth.

Both working hard and doing the deeds required energy; her secretary job was not easy at all.

She had to take the opportunity to eat more.

Otherwise, she wouldn't even have the energy to arch her back.

All these new zombies joining the company had physical issues.

Some had half a brain missing, some had limbs that were disabled, and some even had their intestines hanging out.

But each one's ID had the same job title attached to it.

Mover.

The basement was quickly emptied of its contents.

Food, medicines, water, and even clothing for different seasons, almost all the necessary supplies had been moved to Liu Qingqing's basement.

After just having cleared out the villas, Zhang Ye arrived at the entrance of a hotel.

Bindo Grand Hotel.

He looked up at the sign above and murmured to himself:

"Could this place have a generator?"