The Walking Dead: Rebuild

Chapter 5 Agreement
In the conference room, negotiations continued.

"Control of the ground building?"

After listening to Leon's suggestion, Dr. Melfa raised his eyebrows and said:
"As far as I know, the ground building of the CDC is mainly an exhibition hall, with a reception hall, an office area, an underground parking lot, and a public canteen responsible for the dietary needs of tourists."

"They are all common decorative buildings. At this time, what use do they have?"

Leon shook his head slightly and looked into the female doctor's eyes with a faint smile on his face.

"Don't underestimate them, Dr. Melfa, you've overlooked an important detail."

"As the top research institution in America, the Atlanta Center for Disease Control and Prevention is a nationally protected object. Not only the underground research institute, but also the above-ground exhibition hall, underground parking lot and public canteen, they all have unique features that cannot be compared with ordinary buildings. Comparable protective measures.”

"It's like a large military fortress."

"I observed it in advance before entering here."

"All exterior glass in this building uses advanced high-strength bulletproof glass."

"Only by using short-range high-explosive bombs, tank shells, or heavy weapons such as rocket launchers can they be crushed. The attacks of ordinary gun bullets are useless to them."

"There doesn't seem to be much protection here, but there are only two entrances and exits that can actually come in and out, which are the main entrance of the exhibition hall and the underground parking lot."

"Heavy bulletproof armored doors have also been installed in these two places."

"So, as long as the door is closed, it will be an impossible fortress for those zombies who can only use their teeth."

Regarding this, Lyon was also very pleasantly surprised. The situation here was even better than he expected.

Just today, he not only rescued the genius researcher Dr. Melfa, but also found an extremely strong fortress base. This was a dream start.

"Do you want people from outside to live here?"

Melfa bit his lower lip, squinted his eyes and asked, "There are no separate rooms on the ground, and there are no beds for rest. They are empty and homeless, and they are not suitable for ordinary people to live in."

Leon waved his hand indifferently.

"Doctor, I also know that the conditions above are very crude, but compared with the wild where people may die at any time, the above is safe enough. It is also connected to the water supply and power supply system below, and they can use hot water and electrical appliances. These two points alone , it’s already considered heaven.”

"Moreover, simple conditions are nothing. We humans can create everything we need as long as we still have our hands."

"In this kind of world, as long as you can live safely, what else do you want?"

Melfa lowered her head slightly, and did not openly agree to Leon's conditions. She was silent for dozens of seconds, her voice was a little hoarse, and said:

"There is one thing that I planned to tell you later."

"But since you are planning to arrange the gathering place here, I think you should know about it now."

"Go ahead, Dr. Melfa, I'm listening."

After Leon thought for a moment, he could roughly guess what Dr. Melfa would tell him.

call!
Melfa let out a breath, looked at her husband who had been silent all this time, looked into Leon's eyes, observed his expression, and said with some difficulty:
"Mr. Custer, in fact, after the zombie virus spread to the world, all of us humans have been infected by the virus."

"Some of us will be killed by the virus at the very beginning and mutate into zombies. Some of us will be eroded by the virus and gradually weaken. Then we will be killed by the virus and mutate into zombies."

"The last group of people look exactly the same as before, and the virus will not affect their normal lives. But when they die, the virus will immediately attack their brains and turn them into zombies."

"All of us humans who are still alive are infected with the zombie virus."

After Dr. Melfa finished speaking, the entire conference room fell silent.

Dr. Jenner reached out and held his wife's hand, and glanced at Leon uneasily.

There was no emotion on Leon's face. He picked up the coffee on the table, took a sip, and said calmly:

Haha, I knew this was the case.

"is it?"

"It's pretty much what I thought."

"You, you already know!"

Both Melfa and his wife were very surprised.

Oh, I know more things than you think.

Leon grinned and said:
"You may not know."

"The world outside is more chaotic and more dangerous than you imagine."

"In the past month, I have seen countless dead people. Some of them died accidentally, some were killed by zombies, and some were killed by humans." "But none With one exception, they got back on their feet.”

"From that moment on, I had a rough idea."

Listening to the story, Dr. Melfa was silent for another ten seconds, and finally spoke again:
"In this case, our agreement can be reached."

Dr. Melfa's voice was solemn and serious. She stood up and stretched out her right hand to Leon.

"Mr. Lyoncastle, you have control over all the buildings on the ground. You can share all resources such as electricity, water conservancy, food, etc. with us. I will seriously consider any of your needs."

"But at the same time, you must ensure the normal operation of the CDC, ensure the progress of our research, and meet any conditions required for all research institute experiments."

"This is not a cooperation of interests."

"It's a promise."

"It's for the hope of humanity."

Leon's expression also became serious. He stood up, stretched out his right hand, and held it with Dr. Melfa.

"thank you for your trust."

"I will do my best."

"For the hope of humanity."

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The next day, March 6.

After reaching an agreement with Dr. Melfa, Leon felt that he had lost his goal for a moment.

Although the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention urgently needs diesel gasoline to produce electricity, it can actually last about another month. This matter does not seem to be as urgent as imagined, and it is not Lyon's primary goal.

The task that needs to be completed most now is not that.

After thinking about it, Leon felt that, as expected, he still had to recruit talents.

He is now only one person. No matter what he does, he will be timid. The efficiency of one person is too low and he cannot do big projects.

However, recruiting talents is not an easy task.

According to the past life's understanding and the memory of the original owner, Mr. Lyon, Americans are most particular about human rights, freedom, and other private rights, which are not easy to manage.

There are strikes from time to time, and there are demonstrations every three days.

They will probably fight you tooth and nail for these things.

Therefore, managing talents is a technical job.

Everything is difficult at the beginning. As a young man in his 20s, what should he do to convince others to obey his management?

He is not a high official, a king, or a president. He does not have the right to rule others.

After thinking about it, Leon suddenly slapped himself.

Damn it, I am here to save people, not to beg for help. Is it necessary to adopt such a low profile?

I have been a social beast for so long that I can no longer straighten my waist.

No one will cherish something that is easy to get. For this kind of thing, others must ask you for it before they will be willing to do it.

With such a change of thought, Leon's inspiration immediately burst out, and all kinds of good ideas kept flashing in his mind.

He rushed into the office area of ​​the ground base and found a computer.

Turn on the computer, type, copy, all in one go.

Gradually, a bunch of special doomsday recruitment books appeared in Leon's hands.

With a smile on his face, a problem that had been bothering him for a long time was finally solved.

Leon decided to start his own business, become his own boss, and turn all the humans in this world into his employees and his leeks.

He decided to use the company's situation to control the survivors and let them work with him to protect themselves and mankind.

Since my name is Leon Custer, let's just call my company Umbrella Company.

A protective umbrella for mankind, that’s not bad either.

(End of this chapter)