Manager Qin's face, which was originally filled with lust, suddenly turned as cold as frost. He waved his right hand slightly, and the woman sitting on his lap, who had a pretty face, a well-behaved and even timid look, immediately stood up respectfully like a frightened little rabbit.
She first carefully smoothed out her slightly messy clothes with both hands, then carefully straightened out the wrinkles on her skirt. Then she picked up the file bag on the coffee table, twisted her plump and round buttocks, and walked out quickly with charming steps.
After the woman left the room, Manager Qin used the intercom again and continued to talk to the person on the other end: "Is that person still there?" His voice was low and serious, with an invisible pressure.
"It's not clear yet, Manager Qin. I just saw many pig carcasses lying all over the scene, but I didn't find any trace of the murderer." The response from the walkie-talkie also sounded nervous.
Manager Qin frowned, thought for a moment and then said, "Well, I understand. You continue to observe the situation and report to me if you find anything new."
"Okay, Manager Qin!" the other party responded quickly.
Manager Qin slowly put down the intercom in his hand, reached out to push up his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and leaned weakly on the soft sofa behind him.
At this moment, he was extremely depressed.
As time went on, the number of advanced humans in society increased, and the problems faced by the "farms" he was responsible for managing became more and more serious.
Once upon a time, almost no one was interested in this place. After all, apart from countless zombies, there were very few usable supplies in the farm, and it was completely not worth it to take the risk to enter.
However, the situation has changed suddenly now. Many people who have become advanced humans have begun to frequently visit this place. Some do so to hone their skills, while others attempt to hunt down the mutated zombies that they have spent a lot of effort to cultivate in order to obtain precious crystal cores.
Fortunately, these people are still wary of the powerful forces behind him and do not act too outrageously.
"Damn it, I don't know where this fool came from. It's useless to kill all the ordinary zombies!"
Manager Qin's face was filled with rage, with veins bulging on his forehead. He slammed the sofa in front of him hard, and the sofa immediately broke into several pieces. The huge noise seemed to shake the whole room down.
Then he picked up the intercom beside him, contacted the high-level humans under his command, and sent someone to check Farm No. 76 to see how many "breeding pigs" were left there! If they met that person, they would kill him if they could, but forget it if they couldn't.
When the word "breeding pig" was mentioned, a trace of disgust and cruelty flashed across Manager Qin's face.
It turns out that in their mysterious organization, those terrible zombies are actually regarded as "breeding pigs" that can be manipulated at will.
The real purpose of the so-called breeding is to let these zombies devour each other, thereby giving birth to more powerful and terrifying mutated zombies.
Every once in a while, they would send someone to each farm to throw some special blood directly onto the land.
This blood is full of deadly temptation for zombies, but it is not easy for them to obtain it.
This unattainable situation greatly stimulated the zombies' hunger, driving them crazy and causing them to start killing each other.
Recalling the time before the doomsday, Manager Qin received an urgent order from his superiors.
There is a concern that once the infected people living in the community leave the community, it will cause a larger-scale spread of the epidemic, causing more innocent people to be infected.
Therefore, his superiors asked him to lead his men to act quickly, build extremely strong steel fences, and tightly seal off all the communities to prevent the virus from spreading further.
At that time, everyone had good intentions. Even if the epidemic was serious, if there were fences, infected people would not run around.
Initially, the fence actually had a door, but a sudden notice plunged the entire community into silence and tension.
This notice came from the local government, which clearly stated that due to the raging virus, in order to prevent the further spread of the epidemic, the community will implement strict closed management measures and follow the principle of "staying at home unless necessary."
The government has promised to provide necessary daily necessities free of charge to every household in the community to ensure that everyone can maintain their basic living needs during the quarantine period.
Although the residents were inevitably a little worried after learning the news, when they thought about the existence of the epidemic and the government's thoughtfulness in ensuring their daily needs, they readily accepted and actively cooperated with this decision.
After all, many people are no longer unfamiliar with home isolation. Having experienced similar situations many times, they know that the wisest thing to do at this moment is to obey the arrangements and stay at home peacefully.
As time went by, the doomsday disaster broke out without any warning! The order in the city collapsed instantly, and people fell into extreme panic and despair.
Because the residents in these communities had previously received sufficient supplies distributed by the government, they were not in a hurry to flee their homes for the time being, so most of them chose to stay at home and patiently wait for the arrival of the rescue team.
In this way, they managed to hold on for a month with limited resources.
However, the day-to-day expectations ultimately turned into nothing - the rescue did not arrive as expected.
Because the doomsday broke out suddenly, the world fell into chaos, and the complete whole became a mess. Everyone can only save themselves. The virus doesn’t care who you are. Many people who can organize rescue have also become zombies.
What was even more unexpected was that one morning, when the residents woke up from their sleep, they were horrified to find that the door of the fence had been completely sealed at some point!
Not only that, but before the blockade, those people actually deliberately introduced a large and extremely ferocious group of zombies and locked them inside the community.
At this moment, for those instigators, these fenced-off communities have become an ideal place to detain zombies. As for the survivors trapped in them, they can only leave it to fate.
The days passed slowly in fear and helplessness, until a mysterious substance, the crystal core, suddenly appeared in everyone's sight.
It was also from that moment that these cage communities that were once regarded as abandoned children once again attracted the attention of various forces, and gradually evolved into a veritable "pig farm", and the survivors inside had long since died out.