The city government conference hall was filled with smoke, gathering more than a dozen leaders who survived the disaster. Everyone had a serious expression. After this sudden disaster, the original leadership team had almost collapsed. One mayor, two deputy mayors, the municipal party secretary, and several other officials in important positions did not escape this human catastrophe.

"Comrades, in view of the defeat of our city's leaders, the central government temporarily dispatched a leader to our city to work and lead everyone to fight against the increasingly rampant zombies! Now let us welcome our new mayor, Comrade Zeng Yiming, with warm applause!" A person in charge who pushed the door announced such news to everyone.

As the office rang out with sparse applause, a middle-aged man with red face and slightly bald head walked into the office with his head held high and his chest held high. "Comrades, hello, I am Zeng Yiming, a Sichuan native. From now on, I am the mayor of this city! Thank you for your hard work in this disaster. I know that some of you even paid a bloody price for this! But don't be discouraged, let us regain our confidence and face the disaster bravely!"

"Mayor, my wife and son have all been eaten by zombies. I suggest that people be dispatched to crack down on those zombies who do evil!"

"Yes, zombies are so hateful. We really shouldn't sit back and wait for death. We have to fight back!"

"Yeah, comrades said it very well. Next, let us discuss the countermeasures carefully. Everyone has a speech and makes great efforts to strive to take action as soon as possible, eliminate all the zombies in this world, and restore our peaceful world!"

"Then Mayor, what do you think is our top priority now?"

"Talents, what we need now is talents, an immersive station instructor who can face millions of zombies without changing their colors. We need to set up an organization that can fight against zombies! Now, if we want to establish such an organization, we must first choose a person in charge. Dear leaders and comrades, whoever is willing to hold this position can recommend themselves or recommend each other, and try to make the best of those who can live in it!"

"Does that mayor have to provide immersive guidance?"

"Of course, what we need now is heroes with combat experience, not talk about it on paper! How about it, who among you wants to be this pioneer?"

Silence, a silence like death.

"How is it? Who do you want to be this vanguard?" Zeng Yiming glanced at everyone and found that everyone present bowed their heads at the same time. "Chen Guangzhi, didn't you just say that your wife and son were destroyed by zombies? Then you must be the vanguard of this combat now!"

"But, I have been engaged in copywriting work and have problems with this kind of combat... Although I hate zombies very much and hope to kill zombies with my hands to avenge my family, I really have the will but not enough!"

"Chen Guangzhi!" Zeng Yiming shouted loudly when he was about to lose his temper, a guard ran in panic, "Mayor, no, there are a large number of zombies surrounding the city government!"

"What?" Zeng Yiming was shocked and hurriedly ran to the window with the office leaders. Sure enough, the door of the city government was wide open and a large number of zombies rushed in. It was so dark that they were wandering around the yard, looking for places that might go upstairs.

Looking at the increasing number of zombies, Zeng Yiming's face changed slightly, "No, it must be because the zombies smelled our smell, so they chased after us!"

Besides, after Joe Evan rolled down from the rattan chair that day, he lost consciousness and lay on the cold ground. He only woke up quietly, blinked and moved his limbs. When he was sure that he still existed in this world, he couldn't help but cry out with joy. Although he was facing the severe challenge of survival, he believed that no one was willing to give up.

Sitting up from the ground, Evan first observed the scars on his body and thighs, but strangely, his body and thighs were as smooth as a mirror without any scars, as if he had never been injured. Only the dark red and dried blood on his clothes reminded him that the wound had existed. He couldn't help but be stunned. Could it be that he was infected and evolved like the protagonists in biochemical movies?

It should be said that if he evolved, his strength should also be improved accordingly. Evan waved his arm and found that his state had indeed reached a height that had never been reached. "Ah, since he is safe and sound, should he call his mother!"

I did it as soon as I said, but unexpectedly, when Evan picked up the phone beside him, he found that the phone was out of power. I was surprised that I had just charged it on the eve of the wedding, and the standby time of my phone was about five days. How could it be that I had lost power so quickly? Could it be that I had been sleeping here for at least four days?

Shaking his head, Evan decided to give up his endless guess. Since he was still alive, the most urgent thing now is to go outside and see how the outside world has become.

He opened the door bolt and the door leading out was locked. It was not until this time that Evan remembered that when he hid in this secret room, he locked the door in order to prevent himself from turning into a zombie and having the chance to go out to harm others, he pulled the door lock. The door lock of this door was very strong and could not be opened so easily.

Evan scratched his scalp and had no choice but to do anything. After walking around the room, there was nothing strong enough to break the iron door. Evan couldn't help but punch the iron door in frustration. With a "bang", Evan felt something stuck his hand. He looked up and opened his mouth wide when he saw it...

It turned out that the position where his hand smashed the iron door was sunk deeply into the groove.

"When did I become so strong?" Evan retracted his fist in ecstasy, finding that his fingers had no wounds except a little white. "It seems that I have become really stronger!"

Evan looked at the door and felt that it was easy to use his skills to open the door with his hands. So he waved his fist and hit the dark lock repeatedly. After more than ten strokes, the iron door lock fell to the ground with a croaking sound. He pulled the door handle and twisted the door that seemed unstoppable to urge it. Evan took a deep breath and then stepped out of the room.

Walking out of the basement, Evan finally embraced the world again. Although the air was filled with a rotten smell and the sky was cloudy, Evan still felt that it was really good to see the light of the sky again!

After a brief joy, Evan was suddenly defeated by a reality. He found a thunderous mountain sound in his stomach. It was no wonder that he had been lying on the ground in the underground secret room for a few days. Now that people are awake, their stomachs naturally feel hungry.

It seems that it is time for me to go back to the kitchen to fill my stomach. Evan stroked his hungry stomach and found an iron rod to bring it with me. Although I knew that my body had evolved and could not be easily damaged, I still brought a weapon by my side for emergency purposes.
Chapter completed!