Chapter 121 Tyrant? ? Savior!!

Xia Hai left.

The shelter base promised to bring 5,000 corpse tumors for the first trade next time.

5,000 corpse tumors.

This means that 50,000 corpse monsters have been eliminated.

This means that hundreds of soldiers will die in the battle.

This means that most of the remaining inventory in the shelter camp.

This also means... the beginning of the tyrant's exploitation of the shelter...

"Gather everyone."

"I have something to announce."

Yang Feng summoned everyone, the soldiers and refugees in the entire camp... all gathered near the air-raid shelter.

Curious.

Doubtful.

People were discussing in a low voice, guessing that the tyrant gathered everyone together and was going to announce something important.

"Silence."

A rough and loud voice turned into a wave and spread in all directions.

[Iron Lung Throat]

The special iron lung and throat produced a whistling wave that immediately shocked everyone, and the refugees near the front row covered their ears involuntarily.

People quieted down.

Yang Feng lowered his voice and began to announce something.

"Shelter."

"Do you want to go?"

He never stopped talking until he was shocked.

Yang Feng's words shocked all the refugee survivors.

I want to go!

Of course I want to go!

I want to go in my dreams!

A super city built by humans, a huge iron wall to block the corpse monsters, a stable society with civilized order.

I can eat a full meal every day, sleep in a clean and tidy bed every night, and even make money, shop and have fun there.

This is the ultimate dream of every refugee.

"I have reached an agreement with the shelter."

"A small number of refugees have the opportunity to enter the shelter."

Yang Feng's voice reached everyone's ears, and then a noisy scream like a mountain torrent and tsunami broke out.

Shelter!!

The tyrant can send them to the shelter!!

Although there are only a small number of people... it is enough to make people completely crazy.

"There is hope!"

"We have hope!!"

"Woo woo woo woo woo~~"

Many people cried with joy. They had been looking forward to the rescue from the military for a long time, but the military rescue did not come. All the remaining refugees were cruelly abandoned.

However.

The tyrant can satisfy their wishes.

This is not a tyrant, but their savior, the great savior!!

"Quiet."

Yang Feng shouted again, and the sound overwhelmed the noisy discussions and cheers.

People stared with eyes full of hope, eagerly waiting for the savior to continue preaching.

"The precious quota is limited."

"Only those who contribute the most corpse tumors are eligible to get the quota."

Yang Feng continued, not intending to hand over all the refugees to the shelter base at once.

Before earning corpse tumors... you need to exploit them again to make up for it.

"Join the Corpse Hunting Team."

"Earn enough corpse tumors, and you can designate a relative, friend or lover to go to the shelter."

Yang Feng continued to explain the rules. Those who join the Corpse Hunting Team can get a quota if they have made outstanding contributions.

"Husbands, fight for your wives."

"Mothers, fight for your children."

"Fight for your family, for your lover, for your most important person... Fight!!"

Yang Feng's tone became more and more excited, and it was quite inciting.

Savior!

At this moment, he is the savior!

At this moment, he is the beacon that guides the world! !

Among the refugees, the men stood up one by one.

"Wife, wait for me."

"I must fight for a quota for you!!"

The men faced their lovers, and their eyes became firm.

"Xiaobao, you have to be good."

"Mom will definitely find a way to send you to the shelter."

A mother is strong.

The tenacious mother also stood up and looked at her young child with a look of reluctance in her eyes, but she walked out resolutely in the end.

When the stars of humanity shine.

This moment seems to be a great moment of the glory of humanity.

At this moment, the desire of mankind to survive is unprecedentedly high.

Fight for it!

Fight!

For the precious quota, get the corpse tumor! !

For the lover, for the family, for the important people, give up everything.

"Don't be afraid of sacrifice."

"Each soldier can designate a candidate in advance. If he dies unfortunately, the designated person can also enter the shelter!!"

Yang Feng offered another preferential condition.

In order to encourage people to fight, even if they die on the battlefield, they can let their lovers or children enter the shelter.

No worries! !

Those who choose to fight for their families have no worries at all.

"100 corpse tumors."

"Each soldier only needs to accumulate 100 corpse tumors to qualify!!"

Yang Feng's next sentence pushed the speech to a climax.

What if there are no relatives?

What if there is no lover?

What if you want to go to the shelter?

It's very simple...Accumulate 100 corpse tumors and you will be free and have the right to go to the shelter.

"Long live!"

"Long live, long live, long live!!"

"Kill, kill, kill, kill!!"

"Kill the corpse tumors and go to the shelter!!"

The soldiers' emotions were unprecedentedly high, and they wanted to encircle and suppress the zombies and collect corpse tumors immediately.

At this moment.

Yang Feng's image completely became that of a savior.

Incomparably glorious.

Incomparably great.

Incomparably dazzling.

Next... there was only a bloody battle to the end.

Su Manman and the others were all dumbfounded.

Tyrant Yang Feng... was just bargaining, and wanted to bring the refugee survivors to the shelter in cars, and then calculate the price per head? ?

Limited places?

Precious opportunities?

All nonsense!!

The shelter base was eager to recruit everyone at once, so why was there a limit?

Devil.

This is simply a devil capitalist.

Tyrant Yang Feng, interpreting "eating both ends" to the extreme.

Not only did he eat the head money of the shelter, but he also made all the refugees fight bloody battles to seize a large number of corpse tumors.

People often say that capital is ruthless and cold-blooded.

Today is an eye-opener, and I have truly seen it.

This is what is called: being sold and still helping to count money, right?

However...

Although cruel and cold-blooded, the tyrant did open a passage, giving people who were originally desperate and waiting to die hope to go to the shelter.

People, perhaps, will really thank him.

Thank him sincerely and warmly.

——

——

Yang Feng finished his speech and slowly walked off the stage.

"Su Manman."

"All these people are handed over to you."

"Work hard, continue to expand outward, and take as many refugees as possible."

Yang Feng ordered and continued to be a hands-off boss.

"Yes."

"Don't worry, leader."

Su Manman knelt on one knee, but also felt great pressure. The number of warriors directly increased several times, and management was also a problem.

"Long Er."

"Han Meixin, Lin Xueli."

Yang Feng called two more names.

The mist spread and dissipated, Long Er knelt on the ground, and the two-headed spider girl also bent down.

"Long Er is responsible for blood hunting, kill more alien species."

"Han Meixin, Lin Xueli... I'll leave the logistics to you."

"When I come back, I hope the number of corpse tumors can match."

Yang Feng looked down at everyone, exuding an unparalleled aura that made people suffocate and breathless.

"Yes, Master."

"Yes, Chief."

"Yes, Chief."

Everything was arranged.

Yang Feng was going to go to Tianhua Mental Sanatorium alone to rescue the legendary Dr. Brain Hole, hoping that she was still alive.

But... before that, there was one more thing to do.

3,000 corpse tumors. (Get from 2,000 camps, and gifts from 1,000 shelters)

The huge number of corpse tumors needs to be digested first.

First use a lot of resources to improve your own strength! !