Chapter 366: Be prepared for danger in times of peace

"That's right, it's precipitation."

Fu Weijun and Xie Yanshan nodded together.

"We don't know for the time being what information the rain or snow contained, but the two reinforcements of zombies were related to rainwater, and the first mutated zombie was discovered after that light snow!"

Xie Yanshan narrated.

"The people in the legion caught a mutated zombie at that time. It was a zombie whose half body was almost metalized. Someone recognized that the zombie was a milling worker at a certain factory before death, and was trapped by the milling machine after death, eventually mutating. But at the same time, there were dozens of zombies found in the factory, and only one was a mutated zombie, which shows that the occurrence of mutation has great randomness."

Xie Yanshan talked about the research of the Green Dragon Legion before.

Zhang Su nodded thoughtfully and suddenly realized: "Eh, then did you find any secrets from that half-metal body?"

Xie Yanshan said: "We cut the zombie's body, further refined the metal, and got a metal block of about eight kilograms. Then we did various tests on the metal and reached an astonishing conclusion: the resistivity of zombie metal is very low, almost approaching a superconductor. The test temperature at that time was about ten degrees above zero, but I don't think it's a superconductor, it's just that the equipment at the time was too simple, so the small resistance couldn't be measured! If this were in the past, that would definitely be a Nobel Prize-level discovery, but now..."

Speaking of this, Xie Yanshan smiled strangely. In the current environment where industry had completely paralyzed, even possessing superconductors had no value. That kind of high-precision material must have major uses after industry completely recovered.

Zhang Su also felt a bit listless after hearing this. He didn't have any understanding of superconductors, but he also knew that it was a cutting-edge material used in maglev trains, energy transmission, and computer fields.

"Then where did the metal go? We didn't find it when we went to the legion?"

Although it was useless now, it was better to get such a rare thing.

Xie Yanshan shook his head helplessly and said: "After doing various tests, it was taken away by the commander, and then it disappeared."

"Fine..."

Zhang Su spread his hands and then said: "In short, you guys put your heart into studying the matter of cultivating mutated zombies. See if you can create a special environment to do experiments. What if it succeeds?"

"Fine, Mr. Zhang, leave this matter to us."

Fu Weijun agreed fully. Although he and Xie Yanshan didn't look favorably on this direction, it was rare for the boss to be open-minded and allow them to make more exaggerated attempts, which must be supported!

After explaining the matter of cultivating mutated zombies, Zhang Su said goodbye to the few and left the laboratory.

Walking into the camp, the sky was getting late. These days were the period with the shortest daylight time in Qincheng. It was already dark at five o'clock. Soft lights lit up in some rooms of the camp. If viewed from a distance, it was like a tourist season with tourists, finding leisure in the mountains, a piece of tranquility and harmony.

"I really hope such a quiet life can continue." Yu Wen was waiting somewhere, and seeing Zhang Su appear, he walked to his side: "Mr. Zhang, what do you think?"

The chimney of the Little Lucky homestay was smoking, and the companions responsible for cooking were busy in the kitchen. From afar, one could hear Zhao Dezhu's loud shouting; Zhao Xue and Zhang Ya walked back from the vegetable greenhouse, the vegetable basket covered with a cotton blanket to prevent freezing. The vegetable greenhouse was less than two hundred meters away from the kitchen, but minus twenty degrees was enough to freeze the freshly picked vegetables!

Wu Lue and Liu Tianji were fiddling with drones in the courtyard. A drone shuttled between the camp houses, its posture flexible; Jia Shijin and Guo Dachao were knocking on something in the parking lot with a clatter. The camping light illuminated a piece, and looking at the parts on the ground, it should be related to the generator project.

The rest of the people were also busy at invisible posts, only the Corgi Lucky, who had completed the day's inspection task, lay leisurely at the kitchen door. Its belly was on the ground and it didn't feel cold at all. Its tail swung to the left for a while, then swung to the right, suddenly jumping up to catch the food thrown from the kitchen, carefree and quite satisfied.

Everyone had things to do, and the camp presented a fulfilling and busy atmosphere, but with a touch of relaxation.

Zhang Su's face showed a smile, and he nodded: "Yeah, outside is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. We can live such a life, already very satisfied."

Whenever he stopped to enjoy a moment of tranquility, he would recall the days when the disaster first broke out. Panic and fear had never left, just suppressed in the deepest part of his heart, along with a little hesitation about the future.

"By the way..."

Zhang Su suddenly remembered the broadcast he heard outside today, so he said: "When we were northwest of Qingxian today, we heard a broadcast from a Tang Cheng survivor camp on the radio!"

"Oh? Can we receive news from there? It seems the signal source is not weak. What is the content?"

Yu Wen instantly became interested.

Qingxian had a total area of more than 3,500 square kilometers, the largest among the counties in Qincheng. To be honest, the population should not exceed three hundred now, with an average of twelve square kilometers of land per person!

When in such an environment, an indescribable loneliness would be born in the heart. But whenever he heard of other survivors, he would be very contradictory. On one hand, he hoped that everyone could live in peace, and on the other hand, he worried about fighting for various resources.

Zhang Su shrugged and said: "The content is much the same, also recruiting survivors to go to the camp to develop together. According to what was said in the broadcast, their number has approached three thousand. Even if it shrinks by ten times, it counts as a not-so-small force!"

Yu Wen was about to say the example of the Green Dragon Legion exaggerating, but seeing that Zhang Su had already considered it, he pondered for a while and said: "As a tourist attraction, Tang Cheng's population was nearly five million more than Qincheng. Coupled with the fact that the Qingxian where we are is the area with the fewest people, I believe there should be shelters with a scale of three to five hundred people in other areas of Qincheng. Unfortunately, they cannot merge and develop together, otherwise the speed of rebuilding civilization and technology will be greatly improved."

Surviving in the apocalypse can be the ideal of ordinary members and small characters, but it will definitely not be the goal of leaders and heads. If there is only such a basic requirement, the final outcome is likely to be similar to Xidaying Village.

The planning and outlook of the leader determine the upper limit of the development of the force, and the overall thinking of the members guarantees the lower limit of development.

Population is indeed an important productive force, but in this apocalypse where everyone is in danger, the disadvantages of population increase are too great.

Thinking of increasing the population, Zhang Su couldn't help but recall some games he had played before. When the population increased to a certain node, various troubles would always break out, making him overwhelmed. Even without foreign enemies, the inside would collapse.

"By the way, Old Yu, to deal with the problem of continuous population rise, you said before there are methods to improve cohesion. What are they?"

Zhang Su asked humbly. He really wasn't smart in this aspect. Nowadays, gathering a hundred or eighty people relies on his own charm and the foundation laid in the early stage. But when the number of people continues to rise, the effect of this method will become weaker and weaker.

Yu Wen had long considered these problems. When Zhang Su asked, he narrated:

"Myth, fiction, and faith, these three measures can improve the cohesion of members. However, considering our situation, myth is too difficult to achieve, which requires accumulation and foundation. Fiction is possible, just like the Green Dragon Legion, the Survivor Alliance, and the Righteous Path Society you just told me about."

"These organizations are all through constructing a frame, binding people in the frame, and forming a community of interests, so as to win people's hearts and stimulate the spirit of members to contribute to the collective. I proposed to draft a calendar before for this purpose. A common culture is also a means of fiction. This path is more suitable for our current situation."

"As for faith, it is simpler than myth, but more difficult than fiction, because our traditional education makes people's faith relatively mixed, and it is difficult to promote it in a short time. If it is once rooted in people's hearts, it will be the most stable means of rule. This point is not difficult to find the answer from history!"

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