When Lin Fengfei was on his way, his clone in Bingdu, Feng Yunqing, was also on his way on a motorcycle.

Today, he followed the attack route of the corpse demon army, collected all the zombie corpses along the way, and moved them underground in Anbei City.

Now the zombie demon form has the resources to break through to the fourth level.

With the resources in place, he could practice regardless of the cost, and within two weeks he would be able to break through to the fourth level in ten revolutions.

The fourth-level corpse demon's physical body will be further strengthened, its recovery ability will be enhanced, and it can withstand heavy artillery. Its physical strength will also increase to two hundred thousand kilograms, and it will be able to crush a tank with one punch.

Feng Yunqing happily rode her motorcycle back to the cleaning camp.

As soon as he entered the camp, he saw a group of people getting food on the table outside the military camp.

The food these guys had was so good that they even gathered around to grill the meat.

The rich aroma of meat mixed with the taste of chili pepper and cumin penetrated Feng Yunqing's nasal cavity, giving him a long-lost appetite.

The group of people glanced at Feng Yunqing and ignored Feng Yunqing. They didn't take the new battalion commander seriously at all.

There was no Kim Sang-woo around the dining table either.

He was sitting on a pony and washing socks in a big iron basin.

Someone at the table shouted rudely to Jin Xiangyu: "Baimaojin, you wash your socks and go away, don't affect our eating."

Jin Xiangyu quickly picked up the pony and hid aside with a basin of socks.

Feng Yunqing asked Xingyu, "How about this Jin Xiangyu?"

"I checked the information, and there is no problem with his character. On the day of the apocalypse, his wife had just given birth to triplets, and the whole family had not been happy for a while before the apocalypse came.

His wife and children were gone, and he became decadent after that, living like a zombie. There are a lot of people like this these days. "

"Then let him be the sales manager of Starwind Group and communicate with the Northern Military Region on the zombie corpse processing business. What do you think?"

"Okay, we can't expose your relationship with the Starwind Group. We do need an intermediary, but you have to activate him."

When Jin Xiangyu saw Feng Yunqing entering the military camp, he raised his head and smiled at Feng Yunqing.

Lin Feng walked up to him.

Jin Xiangyu greeted with a smile, "The battalion commander is back. How do you feel after a day out?"

"It feels quite fulfilling, but this job is not suitable for me."

As soon as Feng Yunqing came over, he smelled the strong smell of feet and looked down at the big basin in front of Jin Xiangyu.

There were at least dozens of pairs of socks inside, and the water in the basin turned into a smelly mud soup.

Feng Yunqing pointed to the basin and asked, "Are these your socks?"

Jin Xiangyu shook his head, with an embarrassed look on his face. He looked at the people grilling skewers over there and raised his chin, "It's all theirs."

"Why do you wash their socks? Why don't they call you when they eat meat skewers?"

"They have a tough background, and I can't beat them. If I don't want to get beaten, I have to keep my head down."

"I don't think you are a timid person?"

Jin Xiangyu shook off the dirty water on his hands and smiled nonchalantly, "I feel like living is boring, so there's nothing to be afraid of. I just want to live a more comfortable and clean life while I'm alive."

Feng Yunqing stopped beating around the bush and asked solemnly: "I like you who are not afraid of death. If you think life is boring, why not change your way of life and hang out with me.

I can make your life more comfortable, make your life interesting, and bring you to end this apocalypse.

If you are willing, go and teach those people a lesson. "

Feng Yunqing used mental power when speaking, and the effect of bewitching was full.

......

According to Kim Sang-woo's later recollection.

Lin Feng's recruitment that day pushed him to a fork in his life.

That day, the sky was as dull as ever. At that time, I thought it was just an ordinary day in a long time.

Looking back, fate has turned.

......

Jin Xiangyu inexplicably felt that whatever Feng Yunqing said could come true.

A ray of light seemed to shine into the dark world in his heart, like a seedling bursting out of the ground.

He doesn't care about anything else, he just wants to end this apocalypse and avenge his family.

Jin Xiangyu stood up, carried the big iron basin, walked outside the military camp, and poured it on the garbage pile.

A tub of socks was dumped on the garbage heap.

He looked at the iron basin in his hand and said, "From today on, I won't be able to use this thing."

Bang, he waved his hand and threw the iron basin for washing socks out.

The sound alerted several people who were grilling skewers over there.

The three of them, wearing big pants and shirtless guys, walked towards Kim Sang Woo.

When they walked, the fat on their waists was still trembling.

Looking at the bearish looks of these guys, Lin Feng felt that they were not the second-generation elites cultivated by the family, but more like free-range dandy young masters, worse than the eldest young master of the Wang family who was killed by him.

The dandy walking among the three pointed at Jin Xiangyu and shouted: "Baimaojin, you are rebelling against the enemy. Now crawl over, take the old man's socks back, and wash them clean. The old man can still spare your life." .”

Jin Xiangyu didn't say anything. When they approached, he pretended to be scared and took two steps back.

The person on the left took two steps ahead and slapped Jin Xiangyu.

Jin Xiangyu lowered his head to dodge, and at the same time, he punched the attacker in the chest.

Bang, the man groaned and fell to the ground, clutching his chest.

In addition, the two of them were obviously stunned for a moment. They did not expect that Bai Maojin, who had always been submissive, would dare to resist.

Jin Xiangyu took advantage of their confusion and kicked the man in the middle in the crotch.

Hey!

A scream ripped through the military camp.

The guy in the middle who always scolded him screamed, jumped up involuntarily, tensed his body, and fell to the ground.

The man on the right took two steps back, with a look of horror in his eyes.

Jin Xiangyu took two steps and hit the man on the right with a flying knee on his nose.

Click, pop, the man on the right's nose was broken, his face was covered with flowers, and he fainted.

Feng Yunqing smiled, his attack was quite cruel, it seemed that he had activated it.

Soon four people ran out of the barracks, and the other three who were grilling skewers also stood up.

Among the four people who ran out of the barracks, one wearing red pants had a significantly higher status.

This man actually pulled out a gun.

Bang, Feng Yunqing pulled out his pistol and hit the ground in front of him.

"If you are fighting among your own people, don't use your gun. If anyone does, I will kill him."

The man in red pants narrowed his eyes and put away his gun. It was a bit strange today. Even the sheep dared to resist the wolves.

"Go together!"

Seven people rushed towards Jin Xiangyu and started fighting.

Seven of them are first-level evolvers, and so is Kim Sang-woo.

The cleaning camp has a lot of money. Jin Xiangyu can pick up a few mutated crystal nuclei every day when he goes out to clean up zombie corpses. Over time, his strength has also increased, and he is slightly stronger than these people.

When these people were fighting, Feng Yunqing went over to grill them.

It turns out they are all losers.

A few minutes later, Jin Xiangyu knocked them all down. He was bruised and swollen, but he had a bright smile on his face.

The men lay on the ground crying in pain.

Whoops, whoops.

"Baimaojin, wait."

Bang bang bang, Jin Xiangyu kicked each of them in the head, knocking them all unconscious.

The military camp suddenly became quiet.

Feng Yunqing waved to Jin Xiangyu, "Old Jin, come over and eat skewers."

Jin Xiangyu walked to the table and sat down. He ate a few mutant crystal cores to recover from his injuries. He took out a tissue and wiped the blood on his face.

Feng Yunqing handed him a bunch of mutton skewers.

Jin Xiangyu took it and popped it into his mouth.

Feng Yunqing asked: "How is it? Are you comfortable?"

"Comfortable!"

"Can't you beat them?"

"I feel different today."

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