Time Travel: I am a Warlord in Doomsday America

Half a month has passed since the school meeting.

Various plans are being implemented steadily, and the large-scale zombie horde in Gran Town was almost wiped out by Zhang Qiang alone.

Zhang Qiang accumulated a lot of panel points and purchased the [Mission Constitution] from the mall specialty as he wished.

[Mission Constitution]: All damage is digitized, and breathing can be adjusted to recover health when not being hit.

Explosions during combat cannot cause you to lose limbs, burning will automatically extinguish, and taking crippling damage will not make you lose your ability to move.

Zhang Qiangda has taken the first step towards becoming a modern superman.

The panel has unlocked the hidden task again, which is rare.

Hidden Mission [Wolf King]: Recruit twenty professional soldiers as followers, including special forces obtained by spending points.

Completion Reward: Specialty Upgrade.

Specialty Upgrade: An upgraded specialty that is only temporarily obtained in combat. Currently, it is not possible to view all upgraded specialty skills.

Zhang Qiang temporarily put the task on hold, just like he had put the "The Beginning of a Legend" task on hold before.

Thinking of these tasks, Zhang Qiang suddenly felt annoyed. He had previously accepted 83 survivors, but the panel judged them as failures, and the 8 points he had been expecting flew away.

The reason for the failure was that the crisis faced by the survivors in the [rescue] mission came from Zhang Qiang himself.

Wow, the enslavement of these people by the Woxing Gang is not a survival crisis. Zhang Qiang thought about it carefully and found that what the panel said makes a lot of sense. At least they can survive under the Woxing Gang.

Panel points remaining: 3080

Zhang Qiang was lying on the sofa in the office, playing with his disassembled pistol out of boredom. He had discovered something interesting these days: after the guns were disassembled into parts, they would be automatically reassembled when they were returned to the warehouse.

At the beginning, he had the mentality of learning and improving, and to have a deeper understanding of the weapon in his hand, so he spent some points to make it.

Later he found that even if he couldn't put it back together, the panel warehouse would be able to reassemble it for him, so Zhang Qiang let himself go and began to learn how to assemble guns.

After playing for a while, Zhang Qiang used the intercom to call Dai Ya to come to the principal's office, as he planned to go out for a walk.

Most of the supplies in the shops, warehouses, and hospitals in Gran Town have been taken over by the school, and new survivors have also been found to have joined the school camp.

Wu Yang, a compatriot with a very low sense of existence, was arranged by Zhang Qiang to work in the newly opened store.

People who want to get entertainment supplies, food, drinks and beverages in the store will be provided accordingly and then placed on the priority labor list to do harder work than others.

Including in the cafeteria, people are now allowed to take the initiative to add meals, but the accumulation of hard work qualifications will be relatively slow.

If there were no suitable electronic system, Zhang Qiang would have implemented a point system to allocate labor needs to stimulate people's work enthusiasm and improve the system.

But now the camp can only be counted by manpower.

When Zhang Qiang strolled around the school, people all got to know this cool and taciturn Asian man. The brave ones would even come forward to say hello, especially the children. Although they had to take on a lot of work at a young age, they had more independent time accordingly. They could occasionally play with guns and even go outside to get in touch with motorcycles and cars.

They had a particularly strong admiration for Zhang Qiang. Zhang Qiang showed them his marksmanship and even tried a trick of shooting zombies blindfolded relying on luck.

Three shots and three zombies' heads exploded.

It is still up to Lucy and Maya to instill the school's ideas into people. Now most people are not afraid of the zombies, they just regard them as dangerous creatures.

The reason why Zhang Qiang promoted this concept is that he believed it would help people go out to work and be more prepared to deal with emergencies.

It turns out these kids may have gone a little too far and turned shooting zombies into a form of entertainment.

Of course, accidents have happened before. There were naive children who wanted to be friends with zombies, and then their lives started all over again.

Lucy became even more ruthless as a result. She strengthened her children's education on danger awareness, and then began to let the children go as they pleased depending on the situation.

The children who are now able to work and dare to go out have more or less the means of survival and some decent marksmanship.

There have been no incidents of death from zombie attacks.

Life was too dull, so Zhang Qiang rode Wuyang's street bike out of the school gate to seek excitement. Now Gran Town is the site of the school camp, and the number of survivors has expanded to 134.

There are almost no zombies outside the school, so the school gates are open to facilitate the entry of people going to work in the plantation park and Hershel Farm.

Fruit trees have also been planted on the lawn outside the school gate, and are taken care of by some children every day.

Jim also teaches people how to drive and performs simple repairs on their vehicles when he's outside.

Zhang Qiang can ride a motorcycle, which was also taught by Jim. It is easier than driving a car, and Zhang Qiang also likes the feeling of riding a motorcycle at high speed.

It was just past noon, summer wasn't over yet and the sun was still very hot. It would be better to go out and find a place to cool off than to stay stuck in the school building.

On the fruit tree lawn at the school gate, some children and old people sat together chatting. Beautiful Chinese people rarely have the habit of taking naps, and basically rely on drinks and coffee to reward themselves in the afternoon.

Jim was talking about auto repair knowledge with his disciple, the fat white guy Patrick. The two of them were standing around a pickup truck with the hood open, talking about something.

Seeing Zhang Qiang riding his motorcycle slowly passing by, Jim greeted Zhang Qiang and asked, "Zhang, where are you going now? Are you planning to clean up the zombies today as well?"

Patrick was the student who had been spanked by Zhang Qiang before. When he saw Zhang Qiang, he said in awe, "Hello, Principal!"

Zhang Qiang nodded to the two of them and said, "Let's go for a drive outside and take a look at some places in town that we haven't been to yet. Go ahead and get busy."

Then, Zhang Qiang squeezed the handlebars of the motorcycle and sped away.

Speeding streetcars roamed the streets of Gran Town. Except for occasionally having to avoid piles of corpses that had not yet been taken away for incineration, Zhang Qiang had almost no obstruction.

The doors of the buildings on both sides of the street had been opened, showing signs that people from the school had searched them.

"Hoo..."

It was not until the motorcycle was several blocks away from the school that Zhang Qiang saw a few zombies wandering around.

I don't know where this fish slipped through the net.

Zhang Qiang had an idea and took out a small sword from the warehouse. He rode his motorcycle past a zombie with a rotten and maggoty face. He swung the small sword horizontally, and the sharp blade cut half of the zombie's neck at such a high speed.

“Uh uh uh… ah…”

It was difficult for the zombie, with skin and flesh below its head and its neck still attached, to scream loudly.

Its head was pulled to its chest by tendons and skin, and its eyes were blocked by its own chest. It quickly lost the last bit of control over its body and fell to the ground, with only its smelly mouth opening and closing ferociously.

Zhang Qiang turned the motorcycle around and drove back. After slowing down and stopping, he aimed his small sword at the zombie's head, ending its life completely.

[The beginning of the legend]: Kill zombies in close combat.

Current progress: 1/100.

Zhang Qiang finally noticed the hidden task in the panel that had not been touched for a long time.

Thinking that this task had been delayed for almost a month without any progress, Zhang Qiang silently stopped his motorcycle and lit a cigarette.

Two months have passed since the disaster, and the zombies created by the zombie flu virus outbreak have been rotting for two months. The virus slows down the decay of the zombies, but they still cannot withstand the passage of time.

Zhang Qiang had not planned to do this task at first, because the zombies' bodies were difficult to destroy in the early stages of the disaster. For example, when he killed the first zombie with a dagger in the Boken community, the dagger even got stuck in the zombie's skull and couldn't be pulled out.

But two months have passed and Zhang Qiang is considering how to start this task.

Two ragged, shriveled and rotting zombies slowly approached Zhang Qiang's motorcycle. Because they had not been able to absorb any energy for a long time, their calves were as skinny as two twigs.

"Hoo..."

"what……"

The roars of the zombies were not as violent and ferocious as before. One reason was that their numbers were small and their ferocity was not aroused. This was a biological instinct that was still controlled by the cerebral cortex.

The second reason is that they are indeed weak.

Zhang Qiang's eyes turned and he noticed that the zombies were approaching him from the left and right. He did not panic, but just threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and then two small swords appeared out of thin air in his left and right hands!

Chi! Ka!

Two silver blade lights swung out from his sides, slashed across the zombie's neck, and neatly... got stuck in the zombie's neck.

"Roar!!!"

The two injured zombies suddenly roared violently. Zhang Qiang held a knife in each of their hands, blocking their necks and temporarily preventing them from getting any closer to Zhang Qiang.

"wcnm!!!"

Zhang Qiang was shocked when his attack failed. He failed to pretend to be brave. Seeing the zombie continuing to approach him with the blade, the blade of the knives rubbed against the rotten flesh on the zombie's neck, and some rotten meat squeezed out of the wound.

Zhang Qiang quickly switched from his dual-wielded katanas to two silenced M9 pistols, which he pointed at the foreheads of the zombies on both sides, making two holes.

"Uh……"

The two zombies lost their strength and fell down.

Zhang Qiang, still frightened, rode his motorcycle and stood where he was, lighting a cigarette. This time, his fingers trembled slightly.

It was not until the smoke passed through his lungs and made his head slightly dizzy that Zhang Qiang made up his mind.

In any case, it's time to mention the progress of the panel tasks.

Everything in the school is on track. This place doesn't need him for the time being. He should go to more places to appreciate the human (zombie) scenery of the United States. It would be best if he could go to some military bases to touch fighter jets???

Putting aside the unrealistic thoughts, Zhang Qiang rarely showed a smile from the heart. He threw away the cigarette butt, picked up the handle of the motorcycle, and rushed back to school.

A moment later, the school's top executives received Zhang Qiang's intercom call.

"All senior executives, please go to the conference room for a meeting."

Except for Hershel and Maggie who were far away at Green Farm, everyone else quickly entered the meeting room.

Zhang Qiang was already sitting at the chief seat waiting for everyone to arrive. He glanced around, saw that everyone had already arrived, and announced his decision.

"I've decided to travel outside for a while. After I leave, everything here will be handed over to you. Don't fight among yourselves, otherwise I'll come back and regret it and settle the score."

Zhang Qiang issued a warning, then stopped talking and gestured for everyone to express their opinions.

"Why now? Things at the camp are just getting on track, you should enjoy it!!"

An Zhui was a little puzzled. What was the difference between Zhang Qiang's leaving now and going wandering? Their previous wandering days were so miserable!

Zhang Qiang didn't say anything and motioned for others to continue asking questions.

"Zhang, the camp can't do without you. If you're not here, who will watch me do my work? I won't obey anyone else."

More leaned back in his chair with his legs crossed. Now he was also a big shot with status, and together with Daryl he was in charge of an armed force of more than 20 people.

The person Zhang Qiang was most confident and most worried about was Moore. He looked at everyone, especially Daryl, and said:

"The power of life and death is left to Daryl. If anyone intentionally disturbs the peace of the camp, you will deal with it according to the circumstances. Don't let More mess around."

"I naturally have my own plans when I go out, don't worry, I will be back before autumn at the latest.

It is enough for you to do your respective work and maintain the plans we have formulated and implemented.

We must supervise each other and not change the existing plan! If we really encounter force majeure, we must hold a meeting to decide whether to change the plan.

I will emphasize again that the power of life and death is given to Daryl, he is the one I trust the most, he knows who should be killed and who can live!! You must not make any comments in this regard!

Being able to establish this camp is my achievement after destroying the Woxing Gang. In principle, Daryl and I are closest, so he also knows who should be killed. "

After Zhang Qiang finished speaking, he glanced at Sean who was daydreaming. He never spoke in every meeting. Maybe he was still thinking about Lori and his children.

Zhang Qiang's style of doing things has always been impeccable to Sean, so Sean never raised any opinions.

"Sean, don't go to Lori. Listen to my advice. That woman will only stir up conflict between you and Rick. In fact, everyone already knows the truth about that.

But if you insist on making things public, Rick's dignity as a man will never allow it."

Zhang Qiang stared at Sean with a fierce and warning look. Sean just made a quick eye contact with Zhang Qiang, then nodded helplessly in defeat.

He rejected Sarah and Daya's proposal to stay. Zhang Qiang asked An Zhui to arrange the supplies he needed for his trip. He decided to set off now, and his first stop was the Atlanta Center for Disease Control.

Since Rick said that Sevo, Andrea, and Amy might still be alive, he should at least go and take a look around.

Take the opportunity to visit the ruins of the CDC that exploded.

Zhang Qiang's motorcycle was parked at the school gate. An Zhui was attentive and took the initiative to fill up the motorcycle with gas.

Zhang Qiang was riding on a motorcycle, surrounded by senior executives who had come to see him off. Deacon and the drunkard also followed Sarah.

(I don’t believe that no one knows where these three people came from.)

Kendall handed Zhang Qiang a backpack, which contained a large amount of high-energy food, canned food and water, as well as fishing line, a knife, alcohol...

"Zhang, please come back safely~"

Kendall winked at Zhang Qiang.

Zhang Qiang rolled his eyes at Kendall.

When everything was ready, Daryl held Zhang Qiang's shoulder, and the two looked at each other, and everything was said without words.

"Keep in touch, Jim will go repair the antenna tower later." Daryl said.

"I hope he's not afraid of heights."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Zhang Qiang laughed, and rode away on his motorcycle amid the laughter and reluctance of the crowd...