Chapter 1854 A good man who doesn’t smoke

Tang Ye sneered. In just a short period of time, he had locked down all the seventh-level zombies lurking in the crowd. There were fifteen of them on the surface, and the remaining eight were all below the surface.

In fact, Tang Ye doesn't need to use his senses to scan. If someone observes carefully, they can find some clues. There is a behavioral difference between those seventh-level zombies disguised as normal people and real people. Although zombies can be disguised, no matter how they disguise themselves, , except for some silver-armored zombies that can change flesh and blood molecules to disguise the blood of new humans, the most other zombies can disguise are ordinary people. After all, the blood of new humans is very different from ordinary people.

Ordinary people cannot work continuously for too long like new humans, and they always need to rest. However, there is no easy job in the construction base of the Dead Leaf Shelter. Whether it is carrying sand and dust or moving bricks, it is very energy-consuming. , and what about those people disguised as zombies?

Their physical strength seems to be forever inexhaustible. It was at the same speed at the beginning and is still at the same speed now. They never stop for a moment, and they work harder than ordinary new humans.

hehe.

Tang Ye sneered.

After waving his hand and signaling for the sergeant behind him to follow, Tang Ye walked towards the seventh-level zombie closest to him.

When Tang Ye just walked over, the seventh-level zombie looked up, then quickly lowered its head and pretended not to see anything. When Tang Ye came around, it worked faster. He worked harder and harder, and the big shovel used to shovel the dust almost left an afterimage.

Tang Ye looked at the other person quietly without moving away. As time passed by, maybe being stared at like this made the zombie feel a little unnatural, and the muscles on its face were slightly shaking.

The non-commissioned officer behind saw Tang Ye staring at this "worker" like this, and hurriedly came forward and said with a smile: "Sir, this is one of our construction team members. They usually work seriously. One person can support several people." , and there’s not much to eat.”

"Ouch~" After hearing this, Tang Ye laughed, not knowing how much meaning this smile contained.

For ordinary zombies, it is better to eat human food directly by chewing on the cake, of course, it will be less!

Maybe not even eat it!

Looking at the sergeant, Tang Ye smiled and nodded, and asked at the same time: "Then what is his name?"

"Name..." The sergeant scratched his head and said with an embarrassed smile, "I really haven't asked you this..." After saying that, he looked at the zombie disguised as a normal person and said, "What's your name?"

But this zombie couldn't speak. It just noticed that the sergeant was calling him, and the expression on its face became confused. It tilted its head and shook its head. It was unclear whether it nodded or shook its head.

"What do you mean? Talk!"

The sergeant's questioning was difficult for the zombie. It opened its mouth again and again, uttered a few extremely vague syllables, and then lowered its head again.

"Are you mute?" Seeing this, the smile on the sergeant's face stiffened. He subconsciously put his hand on the glue stick used to educate workers around his waist, but after looking at Tang Ye, He could only put his hand down, and Tang Ye also said at this time: "Forget it, don't embarrass him if you don't want to say it."

"Okay, okay." The sergeant nodded and bowed, and then saw Tang Ye walking towards the next person.

"Work hard, the leader is kind-hearted, I will let you go today." After saying this to the zombie, the sergeant hurriedly followed Tang Ye.

When he came to the second corpse worker, he quickly said: "Sir, this is also a capable person in our construction base. He has won the hard work award for several weeks in a row. He is now the captain of a construction team." When the sergeant said this, the second seventh-level zombie disguised as a human seemed to understand that the sergeant was praising himself. He raised his head and showed a stiff smile to the other party, and then nodded to Tang Ye.

"Well, okay!" Tang Ye didn't say anything, just nodded. The seventh-level zombie in front of him didn't know how long he had been there. He was much stronger than the previous one. Not only did he become an official, he could also listen. You can understand some human language, but...that's it. Why should a normal person be humble when being praised like this?

This guy just smiles and is done, he doesn't look like he can speak human words.

Patting the seventh-level zombie on the shoulder, Tang Ye smiled to show encouragement, then turned and walked towards the third zombie disguised as a human.

When they came to the target, this zombie was working as hard as the previous two, but the difference was that three workers were going to fish there. It seemed that they had just been busy for a while, thinking about it. I wanted to rest for a while, so I chose to sit next to it. The reason was because there were some steel containers behind and to the left of where the zombie was working. It was an ideal place to catch fish!

It's so cool to come here and smoke a cigarette or something!

"Damn it, I'm so exhausted. That work really isn't done by humans."

"Just be content. You are in charge of food and wages. If it were in the past, you would be beaten to death even if you had to work, let alone be paid."

"Hey, I'm not complaining!"

"Brothers, that's enough. Let's stay here."

"Here, take one each."

"What a great thing! Where did you buy it from?"

"Hehehe, I just got paid the day before yesterday, so I bought a pack."

"Okay, it's rare for you to be so generous."

"It's really good that the mayor has unified this place, and life is getting better. Why are you singing that song?...The farmers stand up and take charge~ Take charge~"

"You can go to hell."

The three workers laughed and cursed, regardless of the dusty ground, and sat down without any disdain. After dividing the cigarettes, the smoking man with burn marks on his arms looked at the other man standing aside. Colleague, they didn’t know this colleague, but the man still took out a cigarette and handed it over.

Little did they know that this colleague was a zombie! At this time, each hand was holding a large bucket as tall as half an adult. The buckets were filled with water and were about to be poured into the machine.

"Hey brother, do you want one?" The hand holding the cigarette stretched out towards it, but the other person didn't seem to see his movement and didn't even look over.

"Hey!" The smoking man shouted again, but this "man" didn't make any movement, not even a response like nodding and shaking his head.

"Smoking! Let's take a rest." The brother who was with the man also shouted. At this time, the other man looked over, but there was no expression on his face, and his eyes were particularly empty.

It looked back and forth between the smoking man's face and the smoking hand, and finally shook his head without saying a word and continued his work.

The man looked at the two brothers next to him, spread his hands, lit a cigarette, and muttered: "There are still good men who don't smoke these days? It's really strange..."