Zhou Shuli's body fell to the ground, and the gushing blood continued to stimulate everyone. Many people wanted to run away, but they did not dare to move because of fear. They had been threatened and frightened by gunshots, but never in this base. I've seen someone kill someone directly.
In an instant, Chu Han's impression in everyone's minds became as terrifying as a zombie.
"Throw his body into Area A." Chu Han's voice was calm and unhurried, as if what he had just killed was not a living person, but just a chicken or a duck.
Master Chen immediately picked up Zhou Shuli's zombie and walked all the way to the place Chu Han said. The blood of the corpse flowed all the way, and everyone in the square was stunned. More than 800 people in the huge place were quiet. Even breathing is careful.
Cheng Xianguo, Ye Chen and Etsuko were also shocked. They had killed zombies and had conflicts with other bases, but they had never done anything like killing people. It was only a month before the apocalypse broke out. As long as they were braver, food and food were available. It's not a problem, there are plenty of places to live, and it's not really time to start fighting among the same clan.
Cheng Zehao trembled and hid. He didn't expect Zhou Shuli to be directly killed. What should he do now? Do you still want to continue with the next plan
The students from Mingqiu University were also frightened out of their wits. Ding Xue covered her mouth in surprise and her eyes widened in shock. She couldn't imagine killing people! The man in front of me who didn't even blink when he fired a gun, and who didn't even wipe the blood on his face when he fired, is he really that Chu Han
Snap! Snap!
The sound of military boots hitting the ground was very loud, with a certain rhythm that sounded in the silence. Chu Han's posture was very upright, his expression was very majestic, and his momentum made everyone want to retreat. He walked step by step from the far left of the crowd, and his eyes swept over the strangers of different ages and looks in front of him one by one. Among them were men and women, old and young, ranging in age from ten to fifty. No wait.
This is an extremely complex team that is extremely difficult to communicate with and control.
There was no sound from the quiet crowd, and no one of the more than 800 people knew what the man in front of them was going to do.
"You are lucky. You live a good life, you have food, and you don't have to go out and kill zombies to survive." Chu Han's voice suddenly sounded, very clear, everyone could hear it, and the sound of military boots touching the ground stopped.
"But you don't know!!"
Chu Han's voice suddenly became louder. Although the extremely young voice was indeed that of a twenty-year-old college student, the momentum contained in that voice was like that of a general who had walked out of a war.
He suddenly raised his hand and pointed straight and steadily at the other side of the bridge in the distance: "Copper City! This is the place where you were born, went to school, worked, got married and had children, and even took care of your retirement! What is the population of Copper City? You live here , you are the natives here, no one knows it better than you! Come and tell me! How many are there?!"
His voice was extremely loud, getting louder each time, and his tone became more powerful each time. The sudden force seemed like a beast breaking through the shackles, with a burst of blood.
No one answered, everyone became dull because of Chu Han's sudden majesty. They stared at Chu Han in front of them dumbfounded. He was younger than most of them, and could even be said to be immature. He was just a twenty-year-old sophomore who had not yet entered the society and had no experience in work. Achieving young people.
But at this moment, he shocked the more than 800 people in front of him so that they couldn't say a word.
"Three million!" A loud voice erupted in the silent venue, erupting like a volcano. Chu Han stood in front of everyone, his eyes as dark as ink: "This city has a population of three million, then - How many zombies will there be?!"
"Tell me!" Chu Han looked directly at the group of people in front of him, and his explosive voice seemed to hide an angry lion: "Tell me! How many are there?!"
It was silent, no one dared to speak. Everyone looked at Chu Han blankly, looking at the young man in front of him who was obviously only twenty years old. It was not that he could not answer, but he was intimidated by the momentum, as if his thinking suddenly changed. Lazy, all that was left in his eyes was his pair of dark pupils. Everyone's eyes were focused on Chu Han, and they couldn't look away for a long time.
"You don't know." Chu Han's eyes were full of powerlessness and sadness: "You never care about how dangerous this city is, and you are not even willing to step out of this seemingly safe base. You don't understand at all. In a city with a population of three million, 80% of humans have turned into zombies!”
80%? ! The jaw-dropping data came out of Chu Han's mouth, making everyone in front of them suddenly widen their eyes, and their stagnant thoughts started to spin again, as if a dagger was suddenly inserted into the heart.
Chu Han raised his feet and continued to walk forward. His eyes swept over the faces in front of him one by one, and his voice was still loud: "What you care about is food, what is today's dinner, how many supplies Cheng Xianguo and the others have brought back, and the room next door. When do women take baths? Is there any good-looking girl among the new survivors?"
Stopping again, Chu Han looked directly at the fifteen-year-old girl in front of him, and his voice suddenly became calm: "What's your name?"
"Early, early summer." The young girl's face was covered with mud, and she was stunned and answered subconsciously.
"Chu Xia." Chu Han's lips curled up, "Very good. Have you entered high school?"
"Well, I just graduated from junior high school." The girl named Chuxia replied in a daze.
"Students who graduated from junior high school." Chu Han raised the corner of his mouth and suddenly asked loudly: "Chu Xia! Tell them! Tell these people! How many zombies will there be in a population of three million and an 80% data value?!"
"Two million and four hundred thousand." This was a very easy number to calculate. The young girl's crisp voice rang out. After she finished speaking, she suddenly covered her mouth and her voice trembled: "There are two million and four million zombies!"
A total of 2.4 million zombies!
"Two million and four hundred thousand! Even a teenage student can calculate the data clearly, but you have no idea at all in your mind! Fortunately, most of you are adults!" Chu Han was furious, and then continued to raise his head His feet and back were straight, and his military boots made a loud collision sound when he stepped on the ground. He looked at the faces passing by and the shocked expressions on these people's faces.
"You!" Chu Han suddenly stopped in front of a young boy: "What's your name?"
"Mu Tian." The young man stared blankly at the man in front of him.
"Mu Tian." The curve of the corner of Chu Han's mouth was not warm, with a taste of iron blood: "Are you in high school?"
"Well, sophomore year in high school." Mu Mu replied, his eyes clear but full of doubts.
"A sophomore in high school." Chu Han raised his head and glanced at the dark crowd in front of him again. His brows were furrowed and his voice was loud again: "Mu Tian! Come and tell them, how many people are there in this fresh fruit base?"
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