You were supposed to hoard supplies, why the heck did you hoard zombies!

"Fuck, the wire fence is all torn up!"

"We need to hurry and notify the company's people, or else with such a big gap—"

The two looked at the Titan lying motionless on the ground and finally managed to calm their tense feelings.

But looking at the electric fence, which had been completely broken through, they couldn't help but become anxious again, after all, damaging the electric grid was strictly forbidden by the company.

Although they weren't the ones who directly caused the damage to the electric grid, if responsibility were to be pursued…

They needed to report it while there was still time.

Otherwise, if a zombie or the legendary Mutant Beast were to slip through this gap, the consequences wouldn't be something the three of them could afford.

Just as the two were discussing who should stay behind, Old Lin suddenly turned around and said to them:

"Hurry and find a vehicle, we might still make it!"

"Be quick!"

He had already thought it through.

He was going to deliver this Titan to the company.

The survivors had seen the Type-T zombie used by the transportation department to clear blockages at intersections, from which the name Titan originated.

But so much time had passed and the company still only had that one controlled Titan.

Why?

Did they not want more?

After thinking over and over, Old Lin felt there was only one answer.

It was that the appearance of this type of mutant zombie was very rare, so rare that the company had not seen a second one for so long.

Or was it because these zombies were so dangerous that they weren't easy to capture?

Either reason proved one thing.

It was very valuable.

As long as they could get it back to the company, the higher-ups would definitely reward them handsomely.

If they were lucky, they might even get a chance to join the Combat Department through this?

Mix in as a security guard or logistics officer?

That would be striking it rich!

Upon hearing this, the other two also got a bit excited and quickly found several vehicles nearby to temporarily block the hole made by the Titan.

And the Titan, whose skin was charred black by the high voltage electricity, was loaded onto a pickup truck.

Half an hour later, the truck arrived at the entrance of the nearby safety zone.

It was a similar intersection.

Inside, however, one could see more than a dozen workers busy using bricks and cement to completely seal off the gaps on both sides, leaving only the main gate open.

Two guards wearing motorcycle helmets and iron armor stood outside the gate.

Upon seeing the pickup stop, they immediately surrounded it.

The zombie guards had also gone through a "software" upgrade nowadays.

Not only could they perform patrol and guard duties, but they could also use their keen sense of smell to do basic screening and identification of people coming and going.

After confirming that the three people in the car had not been infected, only then did they open the gate and let the pickup in.

Then came the second check.

The Inspection Department.

The Type-T zombie on the truck quickly raised their alertness, and after confirming the target was incapacitated, they immediately notified Xu Lin, who was nearby.

Upon seeing the zombie, he added it temporarily under the jurisdiction of the Inspection Department without hesitation.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Ye and Luo Xin arrived at the scene.

"Holy shit!"

"It is a Type-T!"

"Whoever did this, step up and let me see who's so badass?"

Luo Xin, feeling relaxed in body and mind, returned to her straightforward nature and marveled at the T-Type Variant atop the truck like a mountain of flesh.

As for Zhang Ye, in addition to his astonishment, he promptly began to inquire about the events that had transpired from the three people.

"The electric fence was broken through?"

"Yes, we were cornered there, so…"

Upon hearing Zhang Ye's words, the three men immediately grew a bit nervous. The leader, Old Lin, promptly started to explain, but saw Zhang Ye had already turned his head and instructed the woman not far away:

"Luo Xin."

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"Stop messing around,"

"Hurry and send a few employees to check it out."

Luo Xin, upon hearing that an electric grid had broken, naturally understood the gravity of the situation. She nodded and immediately took several workers from the energy department to the location the three people had mentioned.

After watching her leave, Zhang Ye's somewhat tense mood relaxed.

It was still early, and there should be enough time.

Meanwhile, the three people in front of him were still taking turns describing the events that had unfolded.

"We were just about to clear a spot…"

"Then a Titan suddenly burst out from the neighboring house…"

"Two of the people who were with us were smashed to death on the spot... Li Ge's head was crushed, and his body was pulled out of the window like a rag doll…"

"The three of us just ran for our lives, thinking we'd be safe once we got into the safe zone…"

"But what was in front of us was an electric grid, not an entrance at all…"

"And the Titan slammed right into it…"

When they reached this point in their story, two of them looked at Old Lin with eyes filled with gratitude.

"If it weren't for Old Lin's quick thinking, we definitely wouldn't have made it back today."

"It was also his idea to hand over the Titan to the company."

The Old Lin they referred to was at that moment looking at Zhang Ye with a nervous countenance.

Although he had heard that the company's chairman was very young, he hadn't expected him to be this young.

At first glance, he seemed like a college student.

But compared to that kind of naive clarity, his demeanor was entirely different.

His whole being exuded a composure that didn't match his age.

Even in the presence of the giant-like Titan, he didn't show any sign of fear, and he even seemed a bit excited.

In that moment Old Lin knew.

He had bet correctly.

"What's your name?"

Overjoyed to be addressed by Zhang Ye, Old Lin promptly bowed his head and replied:

"Lin Mo, a local from Sanjiang."

"I used to sell meat in the market, but unfortunately—"

He spoke with a hint of pain in his eyes, clearly, his family had suffered a tragedy similar to many others.

Having broken families and losing loved ones had become commonplace these days.

Nearly everyone had such experiences.

In the virus crisis that had suddenly swept across the country, it was possible for family and friends to turn into flesh-eating devils in the next second.

Zhang Ye gently patted his arm, offering a few words of comfort, then looked thoughtfully at the Type-T on the truck.

"Do you want to join the company?"

The three people, who were expecting a reward, burst into joy upon hearing this:

"Yes!"

"Whatever you say goes!"

"As long as we can join the company, we'll do anything you ask!"

Old Lin, however, suppressed the excitement in his heart and silently observed Zhang Ye.

If they were going to join the company, they had to think about advancing further.

Certain traits were naturally indispensable.

Composure, calmness.

And, of course, the loyalty that the leader valued most.

But that was something that needed to be proven through actions, so there was even less need to talk about it.

He simply wanted to know what his job would be.

If he could complete it successfully.

After all, this not only determined their impression in the boss's mind but also directly affected how long they could survive in this apocalyptic world.

No matter how good the treatment was, one had to be alive to enjoy it.

Indeed, Zhang Ye's approving gaze eventually settled on him.

"Lin Mo, have you ever heard of bounty hunters?"

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