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

Chapter 179 Just Call Me Little Zhang.

Big Beard was wondering how to deal with the matter when someone came in from outside.

"Director He!"

"The goods just came back, are we loading the truck now?"

The person who came in was Peng Yue, at this moment, he was smiling at him.

There were no trucks stopped here at the company right now.

But because they had made several transactions with each other, people from the fleet were already very familiar with the road to the safety zone.

They had all the potential dangers along the way etched in their memory.

If they could avoid them, they would.

Those that couldn't be avoided were all reported to the company under the pretext of trade safety.

Then, considering the things he and his brothers had been doing recently.

The stronger or younger men among those survivors they brought back were mostly chosen by Peng Yue to join the fleet.

The older or too weak ones, along with those women who were of little use, were all packaged and sold to the company.

With this nearly barbaric method of expansion, Peng Yue's power had expanded astonishingly.

In just over ten days, he went from a handful of ragtag survivors to the powerful fleet now composed of more than thirty adult men.

Most of these men were equipped with crooked knives and iron armor provided by the company.

Guns had long exceeded ten.

The old homemade guns had all been exchanged for revolvers.

This troop had completely surpassed the fleet's past strength.

But Peng Yue did not take the opportunity to ask the company to leave the fleet yard.

Instead, even the number of times he returned here became very few.

Rather than saying this was his lair, it was more like a trading point.

As long as he caught people and gathered enough numbers, he would bring them all back to exchange for guns, ammunition, and supplies, and then he would head out hunting with his men without rest.@@@@

He was no longer the old Peng who took care of his own small world.

He was more like a slave trader.

"Alright, go ahead and load up, I'll find someone to drive to the company later."

Big Beard also smiled with a grin, the atmosphere between them surprisingly harmonious.

In just over ten days, it seemed like the control here had fallen into his hands.

And all of this appeared to be driven deliberately by this worldly man in front of him.

At first, Big Beard thought that Peng Yue had just accepted the inevitable ending, but now it seemed like the other party definitely had other plans.

With so many people wielding so many guns, what exactly did he want to do?

Peng Yue soon left.

Taking his thirty-plus fierce-looking subordinates with him.

"Staying at the base is boring."

"Tell Big Beard to wait till I come over before deciding."

Upon hearing this, Tian Gou immediately became anxious and hurriedly dissuaded him:

"Boss, isn't that a bad idea?"

"People die here every few days, what if you—"

"Are you afraid I'll die?"

Zhang Ye glanced at the three excited women beside him, thinking that if he didn't get out soon, he'd likely die in bed first.

Ever since the city center came under the company's control, he had barely left the base at all.

As a result, he had almost completely become a toy for the two women to relieve their loneliness.

If Ai Bing hadn't been too shy to climb into that big bed, he would be worried that even his urine stream might split in the future.

Now that he had the rare opportunity to get out, how could he pass up the chance?

Moreover, several new factories had opened up recently, and the number of zombies was getting tight again.

It was time to check into a new map.

That afternoon, a heavily modified Land Rover that had been transformed beyond recognition drove into the Ecological Park.

[Ding.]

[Ecological Park talent market discovered.]

[Company staff limit: 50.]

Zhang Ye hadn't even gotten out of the car when the system alert sounded in his brain first.

He glanced at the sentry on the wall outside, thinking that they were indeed somewhat capable.

With the height of the wall over three meters, plus the sentry post, they could spot any enemy intending to approach within a hundred meters of this place.

Zhang Ye's ride was naturally no exception.

The gate opened with a thunderous noise.

Seven or eight armed personnel wielding various firearms escorted a few people out from inside, two of whom were very familiar faces.

It was none other than Tian Gou and Zhang Wei.

Following right behind the two of them was a man who was tall, slim, and had a sullen look.

"So you're Chen Xiaoyong, Brother Yong, right?"

Tian Gou was about to introduce the two, but heard Zhang Ye's voice already resounding by everyone's ears.

Chen Xiaoyong's curious and somewhat scrutinizing eyes quickly swept over the man before him, then he nodded and responded:

"I am Chen Xiaoyong."

"I don't know what position you hold in the company yet?"

Zhang Ye used a look to stop Tian Gou and Zhang Wei from proceeding, then slightly raised his mouth, smiling slightly and said:

"My father's surname is Zhang."

"Brother Yong, you can just call me Little Zhang."