Tang Ye sneered. In just a short time, he had locked all the seventh-order zombies lurking in the crowd. There were fifteen on the surface, and the remaining eight were all under the surface.

In fact, Tang Ye doesn't need to perceive and scan it. If someone observes carefully, they can find some clues. There is a difference in behavior between those seventh-order zombies who pretend to be normal people and real people. Although zombies can be disguised, no matter how disguised they are , except for some of the silver armored corpses that can change the flesh and blood molecules to disguise the blood of new humans, other zombies can disguise the most ordinary people. After all, the blood of new humans is very different from ordinary people.

Ordinary people can’t work continuously for as long as the new humans. They always need to rest. However, the construction base of the dead leaf pile shelter has no easy work. Whether it is picking sand, ash or moving bricks, it is exhausting. , And what about those zombies disguised?

   Their physical strength seems to be inexhaustible forever. At what speed they were at the beginning, they are still at the same speed now. They never stop for a moment, and they work more diligently than ordinary new humans.

Ha ha.

   Tang Ye sneered.

   waved his hand and signaled the non-commissioned officers behind him to follow, and Tang Ye walked towards the seventh-order zombie closest to him.

When Tang Ye just came here, the seventh-order zombie looked up and quickly lowered his head to pretend that he didn't see anything. When Tang Ye came to his side, his work speed became faster. He was getting harder and harder, and the big shovel used to shovel dust was about to throw out afterimages.

  Tang Ye's eyes looked at the other side quietly, and he didn't move away. The time passed by, maybe being stared at like this all the time, making this zombie feel a little unnatural, and I saw the muscles on its face shaking slightly.

Seeing Tang Ye staring at this "worker" like this, the non-commissioned officers in the back hurriedly walked over and said with a smile, "Sir, this is one of our construction team members. I usually work very seriously. One person can handle several. , and eat less."

   "Hey~" Tang Ye laughed when he heard this, and he didn't know how much meaning there was in this smile.

  The food of human beings is better for ordinary zombies to eat directly. Of course, eat less!

   Maybe not even eat it!

   Looking at the non-commissioned officer, Tang Ye smiled and nodded, while asking, "Then what's his name?"

   "Name..." The sergeant scratched his head and smiled awkwardly: "I've never asked this before..." After speaking, he looked at the zombie disguised as a normal person and said, "What's your name?"

   But this zombie can't speak, but after realizing that the non-commissioned officer was calling him, the expression on its face became puzzled, and it shook its head sideways. It was not known whether it was nodding or shaking its head.

   "What do you mean? Speak!"

   The question of the non-commissioned officer was difficult for this zombie. I saw its mouth opened and opened again, and then lowered its head again after uttering a few extremely vague syllables.

"Are you dumb?" Seeing such a situation, the smile on the non-commissioned officer's face became stiff. He subconsciously put his hand on the glue stick used to educate the workers around his waist, but after looking at Tang Ye, He could only put his hand down again, and Tang Ye also said at this time, "Forget it, don't embarrass him if you don't want to say it."

   "Okay, okay." The sergeant nodded and bowed, then saw Tang Ye walking towards the next person.

   "Work hard, lead the bodhisattva with a heart, I'll let you go today." After saying this to the zombie, the non-commissioned officer hurriedly followed Tang Ye.

When he came to the second corpse worker, he hurriedly said, "Sir, this is also a competent person in our construction base. He has won the hard work award for several weeks in a row, and now he is the captain of a construction team." When the sergeant said this, the second-order seventh-order zombie disguised as a human seemed to understand that the sergeant was praising himself, raised his head and showed a stiff smile to the other party, and then nodded to Tang Ye.

"Well, yes!" Tang Ye didn't say anything, just nodded. The seventh-order zombie in front of him didn't know how long he had been there. It was much better than the previous one. You can understand some human languages, but... that's it, normal people have to be humble enough to be praised like this, right?

   This guy just smiles and he's done, he doesn't look like he can speak human language.

   patted the seventh-order zombie on the shoulder, Tang Ye smiled in encouragement, then turned and walked towards the third zombie disguised as a human.

When it came to the target, this zombie was also working as hard as the previous two, but the situation was different. Three workers were going to fish there. It seemed that they had just been busy for a while. I wanted to take a rest, so I chose to be next to it. There is no reason for it, because there are some steel containers behind and on the left side of the place where this zombie works, which is an ideal place to fish!

   Come here to smoke a cigarette or something, it's really cool!

   "Hey, I'm exhausted, I really don't do that work."

   "You can be content. If you manage meals and pay wages, if you put them in the past, don't pay wages for your work. If you want to eat food, you will be beaten to death."

   "Hey, I'm not complaining!"

   "Brothers, let's do it right here."

   "Come, one per person."

   "Good stuff! Where did you buy it?"

   "Hey, hey, I just got paid the day before yesterday, so I bought a pack."

   "Yes, it's rare for you to be so generous."

   "It's really good for the mayor to unify the place, and life is good. How did you sing that song? ... The peasants turned around and made the master~ I made the master~"

   "You can go to Nima."

The three workers laughed and scolded, and regardless of the dusty ground, they sat down without disdain. After distributing the cigarettes, the smoking man with burn marks on his arms looked at the other. Colleague, they don't know this colleague, but the man still pulled out a cigarette and handed it over.

   They don't know that this colleague is a zombie! At this time, each hand was holding a large bucket that was half the height of an adult. The bucket was full of water and was about to be poured into the machine.

   "Hey brother, do you want one?" The hand holding the cigarette stretched out to it, but the other party didn't even look at him as if he didn't see his movements.

   "Hey!" The smoking man shouted again, but this "person" didn't make any movement, not even a response like nodding and shaking his head.

   "Smoked! Take a break." The brother who was with the man also shouted, and then the other party looked over, but there was no expression on his face, and his eyes were extraordinarily empty.

   It looked back and forth between the smoking man's face and the cigarette's hand, and finally shook his head, and continued his work without saying a word.

  The man looked at the two brothers next to him. He spread out his hands, lit a cigarette, and muttered, "There are still good men who don't smoke these days? It's strange..."