In front of the main gate of Handong Television Station.

Lu Chuan and Zhou Yinghao stayed outside, where people came in and out from time to time, and the Wakuda TV building presented a brightly lit bustle.

In front of Ruoda's main gate, it was a bit cold and clear, with only a dozen or so girls guarding the place.

Looking at the sign held in the hands of these girls, the name written on it was none other than Ye Lingwei's.

The dozen or so girls, who should be people from nearby schools, jointly organised to come here to greet their idol.

Compared to before, whenever Ye Lingwei appeared, it was definitely a sea of people. But now, there were only a dozen or so girls, and that sense of depression made people somewhat sympathise with Ye Lingwei.

Apart from them, there were a few reporters from the small media.

Ye Lingwei was out of fashion, but she was once a big hit, so it was still worthwhile for them to follow her.

Lu Chuan looked at the time, ten o'clock sharp, it was almost time to come out.

A few minutes later.

Ye Lingwei and Zhao Xueyan came out from inside, Ye Lingwei didn't even wear the big toadstool glasses for celebrities, and looked at people with her true colours. With her current fame, it wouldn't attract too many fans.

Seeing in front of the main door, there were only a dozen or so girls, Ye Lingwei's eyes were a little lost, but she still cheered up.

Only Zhao Xueyan, was a little indignant.

With Sister Weiwei's influence, how could it not be as bad as this now?

As soon as Ye Lingwei appeared, a dozen or so girls became excited and surrounded her with the signs in their hands. For them, after waiting for so long, this moment was all worth it.

Signing autographs and taking photos.

After the girls dispersed, there were all kinds of questions from the reporters.

After ten minutes, the satisfied reporters left.

Zhao Xueyan said with some annoyance, "Sister Weiwei, I really feel condescending for you."

Ye Lingwei smiled faintly and said, "I haven't performed well these past two or three years, so it's only right that the fans give up on me. But I believe that as long as you give, there will always be a time when you will be rewarded."

Not far away, Lu Chuan was a command issued.

Zhou Yinghao, who was holding a small box in his hand, instantly strutted towards Ye Lingwei like a mechanical step.

A twelve or thirteen year old brat, naturally, would not let anyone act on their guard.

Just like that, straight and dumbfounded, Zhou Yinghao walked to Ye Lingwei's front, straightened his hand, and handed over the small box.

The light from the main door was sufficient, enough to see Zhou Yinghao's cold and oozing face, as well as his empty eyes. Coupled with this, Zhou Yinghao did not say a word, like a stubborn child making some sort of irrevocable decision.

Ye Lingwei froze, "Little brother, are you giving this to me?"

Zhou Yinghao nodded mechanically, the zombie's mind, doing this was already rare.

Looking at this odd child, Ye Lingwei also had a headache, how could she accept a gift from a child? She shook her head, "Little brother, it's already very late, you'd better go home quickly, don't let your parents worry."

A normal child would have been timid and cowering long ago.

But was Zhou Yinghao a normal child?

Lu Chuan's instructions, it will have to be implemented without any compromise, the hand that stretches out has no intention of shrinking back, so it has been handed in front of Ye Lingwei, empty eyes staring at Ye Lingwei.

The eyes of a zombie, how oozing?

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Ye Lingwei just two or three seconds, can not stand, only feel this little kid has a kind of unspeakable breath in, let a person uneasy.

Zhao Yanxue rarely saw Ye Lingwei have a fan giving a gift, but she took it over on her own initiative: ''Sister Weiwei, since he has a good heart, we'll just accept it. The car is here, let's go."

Ye Lingwei didn't say anything else when she saw that Zhao Yanxue had already accepted it, but bent down and said in a fine voice, "Thank you little brother."

Zhou Yinghao, who had completed his instructions, didn't care what Ye Lingwei said and twisted around to leave.

Having attended the programme, with quite a few interactive sessions, and now dealing with fans and reporters, it made Ye Lingwei a little tired. Looking at the little brat who left in an archaic mechanical manner, Ye Lingwei was slightly in a trance.

It was only when she got inside the commercial vehicle that the TV station had arranged for transport that Ye Lingwei let herself relax.

Zhao Xueyan, however, handed the small box to Ye Lingwei: "Tonight's biggest harvest, Sister Weiwei, aren't you going to take a look?"

Ye Lingwei's eyes rolled a blank stare, but she opened it anyway.

The light inside the car was not good, yet it could just as well make the watch in the box look extraordinary.

A small note inside was simply the word Lu Chuan.

Ye Lingwei's face, all of a sudden changed.

This gift, surprisingly, was from Lu Chuan, a man who had given himself to the other party in a vague manner.

............

Silently looking at the business car that transported Ye Lingwei left, Lu Chuan only walked out from the corner.

Borrowing Zhou Yinghao's hand to send out the gift, Ye Lingwei would not refuse.

Lu Chuan knew that if he showed up, Ye Lingwei would definitely walk away without hesitation, much less accept his gift. Although there was a phone contact two days ago, parallel lines were still parallel lines, and it was impossible to have an intersection until they changed.

"Come on, let's go home."

Lu Chuan, however, didn't care, holding his arms and leaving the TV station with a flourish.

Zhou Yinghao still didn't say a word, along with Lu Chuan, continuing its faction of cold teenagers.

............

Zombie Attack: 6 days, 16 hours, 55 minutes, 22 seconds.

When Lu Chuan appeared at the biochemical factory, he immediately was to immediately turn 2 million of the 2.3 million that arrived after into funds to create zombies.

In one breath, Lu Chuan gave the order to manufacture 20 of them.

The production workshop was mysterious and closed, the slight sound of the motor, the product exit stage, as the cloud dispersed, 20 zombies appeared on it in different forms.

Gender random, age random, appearance random ......

A few randomisations down the line, you never know what's going to appear with this batch of zombies you've created.

Right now, one of the 20 zombies was a burly man in the form of a police officer, and on its body, it was still wearing a mottled police uniform and a pair of military shoes, only the hat and the gun were nowhere to be found.

Two sultry female nurses, one of them is still wearing a nurse's cap, uniform black, silk white clothes, exquisite figure, double peaks of that kind of explosion almost want to come out, almost the nurse's uniform to burst.

Just some of these, do not know how many men will attract want to crime.

Unfortunately, when you see them positively, and then hard as iron, also turned into a small caterpillar.

Their faces were ghastly white, their teeth were black, and their eyes were even oozing black liquid that seeped onto their faces. One of them had two ears rotted off, showing a black mass.

Not only that, their chiselled bodies, in fact, if you looked closely, you could still see that there were many places of decay within the nurse's uniform.

A certain peak in the twin peaks was still extremely rotted, causing people to shiver.

Apart from these two female nurse zombies, there was also a courier identity zombie, and a construction worker zombie.

A tall professional female zombie, it was like a sensual woman in the zombie group. Unfortunately, the virus had destroyed all of its looks, and its rotting face did not match its professional outfit in the slightest.

The rest of the zombies were mostly in the form of ordinary citizens, old people, children and women.

If they were not zombies, just this delicate female nurse, and the intellectual beauty of the urban beauty, Lu Chuan will definitely look at a few more eyes.

Twenty zombies together was enough to form a small zombie swarm.

The zombies made by the bio-chemical factory actually have numbers, they will not have a name in the post-apocalyptic world, some are just a production number.

As soon as this zombie is brought to modern times by Lu Chuan, its number will automatically be replaced by the next zombie, and will no longer exist in this numbering system.

Like the zombie uncle them, Zhou Yinghao, Guo Zheng, Zhong Tong, Yang Pingan them, are not occupying the number of the post-apocalyptic numbering system number.

Lu Chuan's eyes, as long as they were placed on a certain zombie created by the biochemical factory, would present the number, and some simple information.

If it was purely a number, it meant that the zombie was really ordinary to the extreme.

But if some simple information appeared, it meant that this zombie had some abilities that ordinary zombies did not have.

"Lurking".

In fact, this some ability, call it their occupational skill is also OK, or a kind of their instinct is also OK.

Just like human beings, some people will drive, some people will fly an aeroplane, some people will repair a car, some people have excessive diving ability, some people are good at mountaineering, and some people are computer experts ...... and so on, which can be called as skills, and can be called as personal ability.

Some of these zombies, they were originally a virus of human strange objects, smaller chance to retain some of these abilities, and not surprisingly.

Number 04 police zombie, it on the back of the information, written marksmanship.

With Lu Chuan's understanding, give it a gun, it will really use it, just how much accuracy can be guaranteed under the zombie's thinking power, it's really hard to say. But no matter what, it was much more accurate than the zombies in citizen form, for sure.

This batch manufacturing of zombies finally resulted in some unexpected discoveries for Lu Chuan.

If anything, some of these could also be considered skills.