The Last Plant Controller

"Black workshop?"

When asked by Lin Chen, Zhang Qiang realized that he had leaked something.

He chuckled, touched his head and said, "How many small food factories have safety licenses and the like? Factories like ours basically produce without a license. But don't worry, even though there is no license, We don't dare to do anything unconscionably. You can say that there is tax evasion, but it is definitely not a black factory. At least my family can eat the food produced, and the employees in the factory also take some back from time to time. Home."

Lin Chen looked better after hearing Zhang Qiang's explanation.

He hates those unscrupulous food merchants who exposed the news on the Internet the most. If Zhang Qiang is really the kind of person who loses all his conscience for a little profit, he will probably stop the car on the spot and kick him down!

"Then go to your food factory."

After making the decision, Lin Chen turned onto a somewhat bumpy dirt road under Zhang Qiang's guidance. Poplar saplings are sparsely planted on both sides of the road, and many of them have died because no one took care of them.

Yesterday's rain made the place a little muddy, and the Bluebird's body, which was already in a bad state, was covered with mud.

"By the way, why did you go to that gas station alone? Are all business discussions there?" Lin Chen asked while driving the car carefully.

"Don't mention it."

Speaking of this, Zhang Qiang suddenly became depressed. He sighed and cursed something, and then said: "He's not my buddy who works at a gas station! He wanted to borrow my car to pick up girls, and then left me alone on the second floor. Looking at this scene, I guess He is also in trouble, and he takes pity on my new Audi! "

Perhaps because he still had some lingering anger, Zhang Qiang cursed in a low voice, which made Lin Chen feel a little funny.

How long have you cared about a car?

"Did you see it? That's the small factory in front."

After driving further for a few minutes, the car stopped in a wilderness. Zhang Qiang's factory is located in this somewhat remote suburb, about the size of half a football field. From the outside, the entire factory is surrounded by a brick wall more than two meters high. Perhaps to prepare for the inspection, there are no signs on the big iron gate, and the concealment work is well done!

Lin Chen was quite satisfied with this place. There shouldn't be many zombies around, so it was a good place to hide temporarily.

"I'll go down and take a look."

Coming to his familiar territory, Zhang Qiang seemed to be more courageous.He jumped out of the car quickly and walked to the closed iron door to check: "The door is locked from the inside. The gatekeeper, Lao Zhang, should still be there."

With that said, he was about to call the door, but was stopped by Lin Chen.

"Be careful, he might turn into a zombie too."

"That's right." At the mention of zombies, Zhang Qiang's face immediately fell. He took out a key from his waist and handed it over in a flattering manner: "Brother, I'd better give it to you. I was scared to death by the zombies."

Judging from his posture, it seemed that he was determined to run away if something went wrong.

Lin Chen glanced at him with some disdain, but he didn't expect Zhang Qiang from the beginning, so he couldn't be said to be disappointed.

After reaching out to take the key, Lin Chen neatly opened the small door on the iron door. If there was only one zombie in such a big place, he wouldn't be afraid. After all, zombies move slowly. As long as they are mentally prepared, even ordinary people can fight against them.

"Drive the car in first."

Lin Chen pulled the latch, opened the door, and gave Zhang Qiang instructions.

"All right."

Zhang Qiang reluctantly agreed, and then slowly drove the car into the factory.

The noise of the engine made Lin Chen frown. He looked outside and found nothing unusual, so he re-inserted the iron door. In this way, as long as the old man in the factory who may turn into a zombie is eliminated, the entire factory will become a temporary safe haven!

"Lao Zhang lives in the small house at the door, and he also cooks for us on weekdays. If you go over and take a look, he is probably not in this house, but in the kitchen at the back of the factory."

Zhang Qiang, who was sitting in the car, had no intention of getting down. He was extremely afraid of zombies.

Lin Chen had a vague feeling that such a person might not survive long in the apocalypse. Although Lin Chen himself is also afraid of zombies, he dares to take the initiative to face them when needed. People who blindly escape will either explode in the end or die due to their own cowardice, and the latter is obviously more likely!

"Are you sure there is only one person in the factory?"

Lin Chen was a little worried and planned to confirm it again.

"Don't worry, I came here this morning. The other boys have gone back to their homes, and only Lao Zhang may be here at this point." Zhang Qiang patted his chest and assured.

"Okay, just stay in the car honestly."

After saying that, Lin Chen picked up the iron pole erected next to the door. Probably because of frequent use, the head of the iron rod was polished brightly. This thing is much easier to use than the iron pipe in the morning.

The first thing he found was the small house built with blue bricks at the entrance of the factory.

At this moment, the door with the Spring Festival couplets with the character "Fu" on it that has long faded is ajar, and it is probably used as a security department on weekdays. If that old Zhang was really inside, he would definitely come out when he heard the sound of the door opening and the car driving in, but now there was no movement. Lin Chen estimated that he or it was probably in the kitchen of the factory, so he simply kicked in the door.

Some shabby wooden doors creaked with a few cracks, and it was empty inside. As expected, there was no one around.

"It should be inside."

Lin Chen pointed at Zhang Qiang, then walked into the factory with the iron shovel in his hand. After passing the production plant and the flour warehouse in front, Lin Chen found the guy named Lao Zhang outside the kitchen door. It didn't escape the outbreak of the virus. The whole person has become a zombie. He still has an apron for cooking on his body, which is faintly greasy and dark blood.

"Ho-ho!"

As if he had found delicious food, Lao Zhang moved his body and grabbed Lin Chen from a distance.

Facing such a zombie in a wide place, and with a weapon in his hand, Lin Chen had no fear in his heart. After whispering to himself to cheer himself up, he took a step sideways and swung the iron shovel to cut its neck. The energy that had been slightly restored in the body also attached spontaneously, making this attack look extremely powerful!

"Whoosh!"

Accompanied by a low scream that cut through the air, the iron shovel head completely cut the brittle spine. Lin Chen was still a little worried, so he pulled back the iron shovel and hit it twice more to make sure it was "freed".

In any case, it's better to have a body broken into two pieces than to turn into a zombie and wander around and harm people.

He did a good thing.

After dealing with Lao Zhang, Lin Chen was relieved. After a careful search and no other zombies were found, Lin Chen returned to the factory gate and made an OK gesture to Zhang Qiang, who was always worried.

"Safe."

"Really?"

Zhang Qiang was overjoyed. He had been ready to escape since Lin Chen left with the shovel. He was relieved and jumped off the car. After seeing Lao Zhang's body, which would never move again, he had a new understanding of Lin Chen's ability and courage - not everyone dared to fight this kind of man-eating monster!

"Awesome, thanks to you today!"

Perhaps knowing that he had left a bad impression on Lin Chen, Zhang Qiang kept thanking him and flattered him a few times without leaving any trace.

"Okay, this food factory is your territory, and you should be most familiar with it. Instead of talking nonsense, you might as well think about where there are loopholes that may let zombies in. And where we live today, you can arrange it." Although everyone likes to hear good words, Lin Chen knew that it was not the time to be careless, so he interrupted Zhang Qiang lightly.

Zhang Qiang was really serious about his life, and he racked his brains to think about it.

"There is a small section of the back wall, about three meters long, which collapsed once. The current section was patched up later. It is too short and needs to be raised."

"The gate also needs to be reinforced."

"As for materials, there is no shortage of them. The factory has two bags of cement and a truck of red bricks left over from the expansion. I thought about taking them away before, but later it was troublesome to lift them and they were piled there. Now they are just right for use."

"By the way, there is also the northwest corner of the wall..."

"Wait, you will think about this later, or get something to eat." Seeing that Zhang Qiang didn't want to finish his words for a while, Lin Chen interrupted him quickly. Lin Chen, who had not eaten much since last night, was already starving.

Fortunately, he found a good place. He would not be short of food in a food processing factory, right?

"Leave it to me, I'll be there soon."

Zhang Qiang was obviously hungry too. He subconsciously touched his stomach, and then took the initiative to volunteer.

Soon, two bowls of steaming rice and a small plate of pickled cabbage were brought over. Although he could smell the sour smell from a distance, because there was too much vinegar, Lin Chen didn't care about that much, and he almost gobbled it up as soon as he grabbed it. Looking at his starving face, even if someone told Lin Chen that everything inside was poisonous, he would still eat it first.

If you are a person who has been hungry for half a day and then does some strenuous exercise, you must understand the feeling of being hungry and not choosing food!

"Anything else? Another bowl."

After finishing this bowl of rice in two minutes, Lin Chen was still not satisfied, and pulled Zhang Qiang, who was also eating in an ugly way.

Zhang Qiang looked a little embarrassed, and whispered: "Uh, no more."

"No more? Why don't you make more? Forget it, there are other foods, and you have to be full." Lin Chen didn't notice Zhang Qiang's expression, so his tone was quite indifferent.

Zhang Qiang sighed, hesitated twice, and said: "Others, there are no more..."