C2 (2/2)
Most of them were parasitic in the gathering area, unwilling to accept jurisdiction. Normally, they risked their lives by going to some abandoned cities to collect resources, and then handing in a portion of the gathering area would be able to exchange for the right to temporarily live in the gathering area. Furthermore, they didn't have to follow some unequal rules.
Even though Wang Yi's team from his previous world called it Corpse-killing Mass, they were actually just living a life without being noticed by a zombie.
In the end, Corpse-killing Mass was surrounded by the zombie tide when they went out to collect resources. He thought he could break out, but did not expect that he would run into a rare Zombie King, so Wang Yi died protecting his teammates.
Perhaps to others, rebirth was a dream come true. To be able to wipe out the regret left behind in their past life was a nightmare. A nightmare for Wang Yi. A nightmare for all of humanity.
Thinking back to everything that happened in the past ten years, Wang Yi couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
”Should the Government be notified?
These thoughts flashed through Wang Yi's mind, but he immediately rejected it.
He was an ordinary person and did not have much social status. If he were to rashly spread words that were contrary to the stability of society, he might not be able to achieve his goals and might even cause trouble for himself.
If he really gets targeted by some relevant departments and misses the chance to prepare for the past three days, then Wang Yi's life could be considered to be in vain!
With the remnants of his memory, Wang Yi pulled open the bedside table and found a bank card under a pile of junk. It was the money that Wang Yi had painstakingly saved up for the sake of starting his own business before the apocalypse. When the apocalypse came, money would be worthless in the apocalypse, and in the apocalypse, hard currency would always be food and weapons.
Wang Yi also took out a few credit cards. If he used this money well, it could help him lay a good foundation in the early apocalypse and help him build his own gathering place.
In his previous life, Wang Yi only created a Corpse-killing Mass with a few dozens of people living in a large human gathering area. Every time he risked his life to gather resources, he would force them to hand over a portion of the Corpse-killing Mass after returning to the gathering area.
And if the zombies attacked, the first to fight would be Corpse-killing Mass like them. The gathering grounds did not treat Corpse-killing Mass as their own people, they only treated them as cannon fodder, and when they were free, they would go gather resources.
Although it was better than living in a gathering place, it was still relatively speaking. In this apocalyptic world, to be able to eat one's fill was to live well!
Wang Yi picked up his bank card and saw the phone charging. He picked up his phone and entered the password.
”Fortunately, I haven't forgotten my password.”
He opened his contact list and found the number that he was familiar with. After hesitating for a moment, he dialed it.
”Hey, how have you been?”
”I'm fine, why did you think of calling me?”
A gentle female voice came over the phone. It was Yi Yan, Wang Yi's only friend before the apocalypse, a female friend.
Hearing the familiar voice, Wang Yi closed his eyes tightly. He took a deep breath and a complicated expression appeared on his face.
In his previous life, Wang Yi had quite a few friends, but he was truly only this one. That cute girl whose eyes would be like crescent moons when she smiled.