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

Chapter 27 The New Panel

Zhang Ye seemed to have noticed her concern and comforted her with a full face of encouragement:

"Don't worry."

"I won't let you down."

"There will be bread, and of course, there will also be staff."

As he spoke, he patted Luo Xin on the shoulder, signaling that today's work was over for now, "There, that's the bathroom. Go take a shower."

At this moment, Luo Xin's face was smeared with grease, and she looked like a wild boar that had rolled in a mud pit.

Not to mention Zhang Ye, even her own mother wouldn't recognize her.

The woman suddenly became a bit excited.

She hopped and skipped into the bathroom, and soon the sound of splashing water filled the air.

More than ten minutes later, Luo Xin emerged nonchalantly from inside.

"Why are you wearing my clothes!"

Liu Qingqing's eyes widened in shock, for those were her favorite strawberry bear tank top and shorts set!

Zhang Ye, on the other hand, seemed to be at a loss for words.

Slurp.

He unconsciously wiped away some drool and quickly shifted his gaze away from Luo Xin.

Who would have thought this woman had such a great figure?

The cute round face of the strawberry bear was almost entirely stretched out, more than double its original size.

But below, it suddenly narrowed, revealing a small waist without a trace of excess fat.

Then there was an exaggerated curve.

The clearly defined thighs were completely exposed, looking plump and firm against her wheat-colored skin, adding an extra touch of sexiness.

Compared to her figure, Luo Xin's facial features were not as outstanding.

Beneath her heroic eyebrows were a pair of almond-shaped eyes.

They looked rather silly.

Instead of apologizing when she heard Liu Qingqing's words, she nonchalantly tugged at the tank top and said:

"I was wondering why it's so small."

"Oh well, in this special time, making do isn't out of the question."

The diminutive use of "small" instantly made the sensitive-minded Liu Qingqing bristle.

"Who are you calling small!"

"I am a C cup, just so you know!"

She even pretended to lift her clothes, obviously planning on showing the real deal for comparison.

Luo Xin revealed a radiant smile:

"I'm sorry."

"I'm a 36E."

She then pretended to be apologetic, "It's my fault, I almost forgot that people don't usually know what an 'E' cup is."

She said this while gesturing a semicircle with each hand.

"This big, you get it?"

"Ah, I have borne what someone my age shouldn't—"

The woman was about to continue speaking when Zhang Ye, who had come over, covered her mouth with his hand, "Enough, shut up, no more chit-chat!"

"Get some rest early, we're going to recruit new staff first thing tomorrow."

"Let's go, I'll take you to your room."

Luo Xin's room was arranged on the second floor, right next to Zhang Ye's.

The drowsy Luo Xin felt a numbness in her buttocks and abruptly opened her eyes.

Behind her was a guilt-stricken Zhang Ye.

Sinful, oh, sinful!

Why can't I control myself!

Seeing that Luo Xin was awake, he quickly put on a gentle smile and said:

"Awake?"

"Come on, let's go eat something."

"Then I'll take you out to pick a few new employees to bring back."

After a hasty breakfast, the three of them arrived on the road in front of the villa district, followed by twelve gleefully excited bodyguards.

Luo Xin looked at the empty streets somewhat dazedly.

Is this the job market?

Where are the people?

Seeing the puzzled look on her face, Zhang Ye thought since she was already added to the employee list, it wouldn't hurt to tell her.

"Starting a company with zombies?"

"Are you serious?"

The woman's eyes were full of surprise, and her mind quickly connected yesterday's experiences.

No wonder he can control those zombies.

Turns out, you can really pull zombies in to work as employees?

This is really miserable.

Genuine labor until death.

But then another doubt emerged in her mind.

"Then why don't you just add all the zombies you see directly to that employee list?"

"Why go to all this trouble?"

Upon hearing this, a proud smile froze on Zhang Ye's face.

"Well, control isn't exactly the right word."

"It might be that the zombies are just too stupid."

"Most of the time they can only understand simple commands."

"Like robots, you understand?"

"And there's also a limit on the number, including some recent additions, my current maximum control is one hundred zombies."

He paused here, but there were still some thoughts he hadn't expressed.

Each of these one hundred zombies requires individual commands; relying on just myself, it's really too exhausting.

Perhaps this is why a second employee list has appeared.

Humans for management.

It doesn't matter if the employees are idiots.

As long as the leader is smart, that's what counts.

Moreover, these employees are not quite the same as the previous zombies.

Zhang Ye turned back and saw a semi-transparent panel flashing above each of the twelve bodyguards, briefly stating their past professions.

At the same time, all the zombies walking on the street almost always had a similar panel.

Zombie King Wu, XX company's white-collar worker.

Zombie Li Si, XX company's security guard.

Zombie Zhao San, XXX hardware store's welder apprentice?