I Am the Corpse King

Chapter 1858: Tangye's threat

   Tang Ye, who returned to the surface, waited for about half an hour when he saw Wang Dapao with a large group of workers appearing in his sight.

He first greeted a few soldiers, said a few words, and then more than ten minutes later, in addition to the remaining workers on the eleventh floor and the high-level newcomers below the eleventh floor, there were nearly a thousand people in the entire construction base. All the workers gathered in the square on the west side.

   Everyone had doubts on their faces. During the construction of the base, both new and old workers saw such a scene for the first time, so they all began to speculate.

"What happened?"

"I do not know."

   "Oh brother! What's the situation?"

   "I don't know either, I've been here for two months, and this is the first time I've encountered this."

   "Hey, you have a lot of news, do you know some insider information?"

   "Don't ask me, I don't know."

   "Could it be that the bottom collapsed?"

   "Impossible, right? The mayor has made a lot of money. All the supporting structures are made of ten-grade H steel. Even if there is a twelve-magnitude earthquake, it will not collapse!"

   "Nine times out of ten it's something else, let's take a look first, and hope there won't be any bad changes in the future."

  “…”

   Just as people were talking about it, Wang Dapao finally took a few soldiers to the front and middle of the crowd, and coughed a few times while holding the microphone.

"Cough cough..." After confirming that the microphone was ok, he waved his hand to the person beside him. At the same time, everyone's eyes turned to the direction Wang Dapao waved his hand, and he saw a few disgraced newcomers also squeeze in together. In the crowd, the strange thing is that these people have ecstatic smiles on their faces.

   These people came from the relay station on the eleventh floor. They successfully won this once-in-a-lifetime job change!

   Of course, some people in the crowd gathered by the workers recognized a few of them.

   "Those are the ones working at the bottom. It seems to be on the eleventh floor now."

   "That's not right. I remember that there are more than 40 people working on the eleventh floor. How come there are only 20 people here?"

   "It won't be an accident, will it?"

   "Made, it would be funny to suffocate a few rank eight new humans in an accident."

  “…”

   With the harsh hum of the broadcast, the discussion in the crowd slowly stopped, and the majestic sound of Wang Cannon soon sounded.

"Let me explain here first, this time everyone is gathered here, mainly to exchange jobs in the supply relay station on the eleventh floor. We will replace 23 workers to work in the supply relay station on the eleventh floor, then Next, please stand up and don't make any noise." After Wang Dapao, who was holding a horn, said this, he waved to the soldiers behind him. After the soldiers were instructed, they quickly interspersed into the crowd. , to disperse the gathered crowd, arrange them neatly, and turn them into a square array, which is helpful for Tang Ye's selection.

   But after Wang Dapao's words ended, all the workers at the scene turned pale, and for a moment, they thought it was their own and others' ears that were hallucinating?

   "Are you kidding? Let's change the job of the supply relay station on the eleventh floor? Who wants to!"

   "That's true..."

   "Who cares who wants it or not! Looking at the posture, it should be that Wang Dapao will pick out some people by himself."

   "Don't be me!"

   "Just like us, how many days can we survive on the eleventh floor? Isn't this unintentional to kill us?"

   "Okay, okay, people are here, be quiet! If you want to be heard by them, it will be difficult in the future."

   "Not me!"

  Under the command of the soldiers, it only took about six minutes, and the workers gathered in the square quickly dispersed into a huge phalanx.

   And the workers here are very aware of how difficult it is to do the work at the relay station below the drilling, and their bodies are shaking.

  Everyone is afraid that the unlucky one who is picked will be themselves!

   After doing this, Wang Dapao came to Tang Ye with a smile on his face, and asked, "Sir, now do you see if there is anything suitable?"

"Yeah." Tang Ye nodded and stepped forward. At this time, many workers looked at him, and they all understood that the job change of the supply relay station on the eleventh floor was caused by himself. He turned back quickly, for fear of being noticed by Tang Ye.

  Tang Ye didn't care at all, his goal was just those few zombies, and if they were all grouped together, it would be easier to deal with later, and it was easy to find them.

  No nonsense, Tang Ye immediately stretched out his hand, facing the crowd and began to choose.

"The one in the second row, the third row, the one in the sixteenth row in the second row, the sixth row in the tenth row..." In one minute, Tang Ye pointed out all the zombies who were disguised as humans and mixed in among the workers. Click on one, and the soldiers will accurately pull the target out of the phalanx.

As all these zombies were selected, after exactly twenty-three, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at each other with smiles on their faces. Some people started to feel dissatisfied.

   "Aren't these the ones that often appear on the hard-working list? Why did they get pulled out? Is it because they worked too hard and were noticed?"

   "I know those people. They don't usually talk, they don't fight back, they don't fight back, they don't fight back, they're very diligent, and they often help us run errands."

   "I didn't expect it to be a few of them..."

   "Doesn't this bully honest people?"

   "That is, why do you have to enter the **** on the eleventh floor if you are more capable than others?"

  When you don't have to worry about your own situation, there are many people who are overflowing with the heart of the Virgin, and they start to accuse Tang Ye. Although these voices are mixed in the discussions of countless people, they are complicated, but how can Wang Dapao and Tang Ye be ordinary people?

Of course, these voices were clearly heard in his ears. Before Tang Ye could react, Wang Dapao's face darkened first. Just when he picked up the microphone and was about to say something, Tang Ye stepped over to grab the microphone and turned the speaker on. Putting it on his lips, he said coldly to the crowd in front of him: "If you think there is anything wrong with this arrangement, you can join them! I don't mind letting more people enter the supply relay station on the eleventh floor!"

Those icy words with a strong evil spirit resounded through the audience, and the blatant and undisguised threat in the words made everyone feel a chill down their spines, and it became difficult to breathe. Tang Ye, who was standing in front of the crowd, seemed at this moment as if Turned into a ferocious beast that devoured countless people!

After this sentence, all the discussions disappeared, and the scene was quiet. Tang Ye looked around, snorted coldly, and threw the microphone into Wang Dapao's hand, and Wang Dapao also put it to his mouth and said, "That's it. , go back to continue working, disband!"

The workers are scattered. Although many people feel sympathy for the zombies disguised as human beings and want to fight for them, the young man next to Wang Dapao does not seem to be a good talker, and the violent tone of his tone can be felt by anyone. , If you say no, going to the 10th floor relay station may be light, and the consequences are likely to be death!

  No one wants to drag themselves into the water because of others.

   The working environment of the supply relay station on the eleventh floor of the basement is really not suitable for ordinary people. Ordinary people and low-level new humans enter, and they will fall ill within a few days.

   Moreover, the twenty-odd "people" named by Tang Ye didn't have any expressions on their faces. It could be seen that they were not unwilling to work on the eleventh floor, and there was no need for them to meddle in their own business.