Huge harvest and new plans! (Five more big explosions)

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  No matter how intense the pleasure of devouring zombies brought to Zhou Feng, after repeating it tens of thousands of times, it could only bring a kind of unspeakable fatigue. So when Zhou Feng merged the last zombie into his body, he looked like he had been through a fierce battle, his face pale and weak all over. Even until now, he seemed to be able to clearly smell the stench of corpses that had been forever etched in his mind, making him feel suffocated in the chest, finally putting his hand on the railing, weakly retching several times.

  Creak!

  Just as Zhou Feng was about to put his right hand on the railing and exert some force, five deep fingerprints appeared on the stainless steel railing with a piercing metallic scream.

  The horde of corpses brought a huge loss to the self-rescued, but at the same time, it also brought Zhou Feng an uncountable wealth that couldn't be measured by crystal diamonds. More than 10,000 zombies not only provided him with 560 complete zombie genes but also gave him more than ten times the physical quality of a normal person. This means he has become a real "superman" and can maintain his zombie-like state for nearly 47 hours without any worries.

  However, everything has its pros and cons. After devouring tens of thousands of zombies, Zhou Feng basically can no longer extract any power to strengthen himself from the zombies. His strength has now reached a bottleneck, and if he wants to improve further, he can only go devour higher-level beings.

  Head

  Looking at Zhou Feng, who was leaning against the railing of the stairs with a tired face, Zhang Han hesitated for a moment before walking up to him and saying: "The leader wants you to go see him after you've finished devouring all the zombies... he has something to discuss with you."

  "Got it..."

  Looking at Zhang Han's eyes, which were clearly filled with fear, Zhou Feng nodded slightly and stood up, his face tired as he walked towards the command room. Along the way, all the survivors who saw Zhou Feng couldn't help but change their expressions, as if they had seen a demon, revealing fearful and reverent looks.

  Zhou Feng didn't know that his act of devouring tens of thousands of zombies had thoroughly frightened these people and also made them subconsciously reject him. Devouring one's own kind is a great taboo in human morality, although the zombies are no longer human, but people still can't accept Zhou Feng's behavior of devouring zombies that have the same appearance as them and were once their kin. What's more, some people secretly gave Zhou Feng the nickname "Corpse-eating Ghost", viewing him as a ghostly being, both revered and feared.

  Zhou Feng didn't care about the fearful eyes of the survivors, in his opinion most of these people were just cannon fodder who couldn't see their future. Moreover, compared to being begged for worship and protection all day long, Zhou Feng preferred this feeling of being revered, at least this way he could avoid many troubles like the "young woman" incident.

  "Are you looking for me?"

  As soon as Zhou Feng walked into the command room, he saw Mu Rong Yu with a serious face and Ya Gan with a hint of a bad smile. It seemed that these two people had been waiting for him all along.

  "Are you done being busy?"

  Looking at Zhou Feng's pale face, Murong Yu forcibly changed the "eat" in her mouth to a "busy" word. She didn't dare to recall the scene of Zhou Feng devouring the zombie again, otherwise she was afraid that she would not be able to hold back and vomit.

  She had been on the battlefield, and she had seen many dead people, but like most people, she couldn't accept Zhou Feng devouring zombies as his own sustenance. This wasn't a moral issue, but rather she was worried that if one day she became a zombie, would she also become part of Zhou Feng's body just like the zombies she saw today?

  "Yes, what's up?"

  He took a deep breath, Zhou Feng suppressed the surging feeling in his heart, and then sat down weakly on the sofa in the sales department, panting: "If nothing's wrong, I'd like to take a good rest, believe me... my feeling is absolutely worse than yours."

  "Ah, I think you're more suitable than me to be the leader of the Self-Help Association..."

  Looking at Zhou Feng's tired eyes and pale face, Murong Yu suddenly felt a pang in her heart. Yes, even the onlookers were disgusted to the point of being unwell, so what kind of psychological burden and pain had Zhou Feng endured by personally devouring tens of thousands of zombies? In the end, he was just doing it to become stronger and survive after all.

  "If it were still possible yesterday, but now it's no longer possible..."

  Upon hearing Murong Yu's words, Zhou Feng was slightly stunned, then shook his head with a bitter smile and said: "Now they look at me with eyes that are like looking at a monster, worried that I might swallow them whole at any moment. If I became the leader of the self-rescue team, it's possible that tomorrow there would be a massive escape event."

  Swallowing tens of thousands of zombies was both advantageous and disadvantageous for Zhou Feng. The advantage, of course, was the tremendous increase in his personal strength, while the disadvantage lay in the fact that he had lost the hearts of men. No one would be willing to let someone who might treat them as food become their leader, and Zhou Feng was no exception.

  "The hardest thing to change in this world is people's minds, but it is also the easiest thing to change."

  Looking at Zhou Feng's bitter smile, Ya suddenly smiled and said: "This time the corpse tide attacked us, we paid a great price, but the gain is also considerable. A total of 7,300 crystal diamonds are enough to make our self-help association's strength not decline but rise. Now the only problem is that the internal emotions are a bit unstable, but it's not a big deal either. Most survivors are actually very fragile in their hearts and hope for a strong leader. You have already established a strong and powerful image in their minds, and then just add a few more victories and some supplies to reverse their impression of you."

  "Victory, supplies?"

  Upon hearing these words, Zhou Feng immediately raised an eyebrow and said: "I happen to know of a place where we can gain victory and obtain supplies!"

  "Are you referring to the armory?"

  She smiled slightly, then stuffed all the fish skin peanuts in her hand into her mouth, and laughed mischievously: "Just when we heard Zhang Han say you might be thinking of that place, we were still wondering how you could have such a big nerve. But now, heh, I think your killer move shouldn't just be swallowing zombies, right?"

  "Don't give me that weird smile, I think you should know what's going on even if I don't say it?"

  Upon hearing the words, Zhou Feng helplessly shook his head and said: "You're not wrong, my body's DX-1118 gene virus has a camouflage ability just like in the game, so I can temporarily blend into the zombie crowd without being attacked by zombies. However, this trick only works on ordinary zombies, as for whether it can deceive iron zombies, I don't know."

  Now that the DX-1118 gene virus has been exposed, Zhou Feng no longer expects his disguise ability to remain hidden for much longer. However, he only informed Ya Gan and others about a part of his disguise ability, and did not mention the 50% increase in strength and speed at all.

  "Oh, but in that case, the probability is also very high!"

  When Zhou Feng admitted that he could deceive the corpse group, a hint of excitement flashed in Murong Yu's eyes. The importance of weapons on this land where zombies roam is self-evident. If they had enough weapons from the beginning, there would not be such heavy casualties, with nearly two-thirds of their men lost.

  "So I decided to give it a try today, and if the plan succeeds, I think the strength of the Self-Rescue Association should be able to increase by at least several times!"

  He nodded, and a look of expectation also appeared on Zhou Feng's tired face. Just an iron corpse, with his current strength, it was not enough to be feared at all. Moreover, as long as he had enough weapons, he was confident that he could train these survivors, whose physical quality had already surpassed that of elite special forces, into a powerful army.

  Then he can proceed with his second plan!