I'll travel to the Jurassic world and hand it over to the state directly.

Chapter 192 Large-scale zombie horde

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"No, this is not the ending I wanted."

Human consciousness struggles to refute this.

But it was interrupted by the low growl of the zombie's consciousness.

"So what kind of ending do you want? To watch those nobles with armies ruthlessly bully the common people? Or to watch your sister die at the mercy of the nobles?"

"Killing the emperor will never restore peace. Only assimilation can achieve peace."

The zombie consciousness kept echoing in his mind.

It repeatedly assaulted the human consciousness within its body.

"assimilation.....?"

Human consciousness murmured softly.

It seems they are considering the feasibility of this method.

The zombie's consciousness, however, cursed inwardly.

If it weren't for the unexpected events, how could I have ended up sharing a body with this human?

even.

This human consciousness still holds the dominant position in the body; that is.

That's what makes him most upset.

The two gods are one; whoever holds the dominant position is the true parasite.

As for the consciousness that cannot take the initiative, although it will not be devoured, it will not fare much better.

"Assimilate them, and transform the world into what you truly want it to be."

The zombie's consciousness continued to bewitch them.

Just as human consciousness was about to succumb, Savin suddenly regained consciousness for reasons unknown.

"No, as long as I kill the emperor, the people will no longer be enslaved. As long as I kill them one by one, no one will be able to inherit the throne."

Upon hearing the other person's words, the Indian, whose consciousness was that of a zombie, fell completely silent.

did not expect.

This human, possessing the body of a zombie king, is still thinking about these things instead of conquering the world.

Tell others.

That's a disgrace to the Zombie King.

"Then, let's kill the Emperor, is that alright?"

The sound of Ah San gritting his teeth came from behind.

"Yes, just kill the emperor. To kill an emperor, you only need to bring a few elite troops, so that innocent civilians won't be harmed."

Savin muttered to himself.

After a long while, he finally looked up, his cloudy eyes fixed on the City of Light and Lithography over there.

The ordinary zombies around them lay low, quietly awaiting the King's will.

"A giant zombie?"

Savin's cloudy eyes kept shifting his gaze, moving over the different zombies.

"No, it's too slow. It affects efficiency, and it's stupid; there's no need to bring it."

"The Shatterers have decent speed and attack power. It's worth bringing a few along."

"The Ridge Beast is over three meters tall and has decent speed. It can serve as a mount and vanguard."

As his gaze swept over the figures of the zombies.

Those chosen zombies escaped the horde, knelt on the ground, and quietly awaited the zombie king's judgment.

Those who were not selected were returned to the zombie horde.

The chosen zombies kept emitting low, excited roars.

That's enough.

The oppressive aura unique to the Emperor Zombie swept over us.

The oppressive aura of the Emperor Zombie was deeply imprinted in the consciousness of every zombie.

All the zombies believed the words of the Emperor Zombie without question.

"This time, all we need to do is kill the Emperor."

That's all.

The zombie king slowly turned its head, its gaze falling on the distant, glowing lighthouse.

In his view.

lighthouse.

It is something that emperors use to oppress the people.

Whenever the lighthouse lights up, that light that seems to represent hope is actually an act of exploiting the people.

And he.

What needs to be done is to kill the emperor.

Whenever an emperor appeared, he would kill him, until no new emperors were produced.

By then...

Only then can we truly say that we are on the path to peace.

The lights on the horizon, which represent direction, were now, in his eyes, a symbol of the emperor's exploitation of the people.

My arm is slightly raised.

Their gaze was fixed on the lighthouse in the west.

"Set off."

The zombie king slowly uttered two words.

In an instant.

The ground trembled slightly as the spine beast strode away in the direction indicated by the king zombie.

Those whose bodies are shattered.

It then leaped up from the ground, flapping its wings which were almost completely metallic.

It stood silently in the air.

Each time it moved, the backbone beast left a heavy footprint on the ground, raising clouds of dust.

These zombies.

Like a torrent, it rushed toward the City of Light at an extremely fast speed.

There.

It is the city belonging to the emperor in the human consciousness of the zombie emperor.

Every time the lighthouse lights up, it signifies that countless people are being exploited.

The Emperor Zombie thought the same thing at that moment.

But in fact.

The scene inside the City of Light was nothing like what he had expected.

He thought the people were being oppressed again.

But in fact.

By this time, the City of Photolithography had already become a symbol of hope.

The survivors from the surrounding area gathered here.

They had long regarded this city as a city of hope.

Only here.

They can earn their due compensation through their own labor, allowing them to live openly and honestly in the sunlight.

This is no longer the city of emperors.

It is not a city of hope, but a city that belongs to them!

Lin Changdong is currently in the command center of the base, checking on the resumption progress of the Lithography City.

After a day.

Basically, most production lines have already restarted.

Only a very few complex production lines will need some time to be put back into production.

but.

For those of them who have access to the portal...

It's only a matter of time before those production lines are restored.

all.

Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.

"Report!"

Just now.

A voice came from outside.

"Enter."

Lin Changdong responded.

"Report to Team Leader Lin, a large horde of zombies is rapidly approaching the location of the Light Lithography City, several dozen miles to the east!"

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Changdong's previously indifferent expression vanished instantly.

Instead, there was a strong sense of astonishment and disbelief.

A zombie horde?

Even a large number of them!

Is there live video feed?

Lin Changdong's expression was solemn.

They might have to resort to firepower.

Real-time footage can be retrieved via satellite.

Lin Changdong was immediately stunned by the scene.

All that could be seen was the view from all sides.

It was teeming with zombies.

There are zombies flying in the air, and there are also zombies that are as big as rhinoceroses.

Looking at it at a glance.

Preliminary estimates suggest the number could be in the hundreds of thousands!

Such a huge number.

Even though Su Yang and his group have been here for so long, they may not have seen even a fraction of this zombie horde.

"Send someone to call Dr. Su and the others over."

Lin Changdong said in a deep voice.

This situation was somewhat beyond his expectations.

Why did the zombies come knocking on our door only after the City of Light resumed operation?

All of this is too much of a coincidence.

So much so that Lin Changdong was more inclined to believe that this was a premeditated plan.