Of course, with so many hungry zombies crowded together, it was inevitable that they would not be able to settle the problem. However, their spearhead would never be directed at the production line itself. That was the only thing they could rely on to survive and prove their so-called "value". Their dissatisfaction could only be directed at one type of problem: Watching other zombies gobble up food while he couldn't eat it; Or they felt that they were far from full. In fact, as finished products of the production line, they would never feel full. They did not even have control over what they felt hungry for.
However, this was still the only troublesome problem with the zombie production line. However, the screaming problem zombies only looked fierce. As long as a bone was thrown over, the zombies would not be able to cause any damage to the production line itself. Even if someone put the so-called "reality","independence","freedom" and other things in front of them, the zombies would not even look at them. Unless fiddling with that set of things or pretending to be that way could get them fresh meat.
Therefore, the production line did not need any safety measures to prevent zombies from escaping. Even if they were killed, they would never leave.
Not only that, but the zombies would also automatically become part of the production line after the finished product, contributing to the creation of the next generation of zombies without reservation.
When a finished zombie saw that the raw materials that he gave birth to, which were the only hope he could have as a zombie, had any quality that was not conducive to becoming an excellent "zombie", it would arouse his deepest fear. He would want to get rid of them as soon as possible. Coupled with the seamless and perfect process on the production line, the raw materials could not come into contact with the world outside of zombies at all. Even the air they breathed was filled with colorless and odorless desire and fear. If they didn't become zombies, what else could they become?
Alright, by following the small natural gap in their hearts, the new generation of zombies could come online again.
The zombies 'act of feeding each other's desire centers provided a steady stream of fresh meat for the production line; They worked tirelessly to snatch fresh meat and provided inexhaustible high-quality energy for the production line. They would also continue to produce new raw materials for the production line. Even they themselves would become a part of the production line, so that the production line would always be as good as new.
What a self-sufficient and never-ending production line that did not require any external force or repair. This was no longer a miracle, but a miracle. At this moment, Jason was almost full of admiration and admiration for this superb masterpiece. Being able to become his work could probably be considered a pride…
A chill under his feet woke Jason up from his reverie. He looked down and saw that the ground was covered in water, gurgling and surging, rising higher and higher at a speed visible to the naked eye.
What was going on?
At this moment, the music in the banquet hall had stopped. Only the sound of water could be heard. All the guests were looking at the same place.
Jason couldn't help but look over as well. He saw that the bride and groom hadn't finished pouring the champagne. They were still pouring champagne at the top of the glass tower.
Strangely, although the champagne poured out of the bottle was nothing special, the wine flowed down the tower and became bigger. When it reached the floor, the pale yellow champagne poured down the glass like a waterfall to the ground and then down the stage.
It was this wine that drowned the entire banquet hall.
What was going on?
Jason had never seen such a show at a wedding before. He lifted his feet like the other guests and waited curiously for what was going to happen. He thought that this was a new show that was a little too much but original.
However, other than the wine under their feet rising higher and higher, nothing else happened. Soon, the water reached the legs of the chair and flowed under them.
Some of the guests were already standing on their chairs, some were even climbing up the table. Some were still puzzled, while others were already beginning to feel uneasy.
After a while, there was a commotion in the banquet hall.
Jason felt that something was wrong. He stood on the chair and turned to look at the stage. He saw that the newlyweds were completely oblivious to the commotion of the guests below the stage. They were still pouring champagne for themselves and had the standard wedding smile on their faces.
However, after a closer look, the bride and groom's smiles made Jason shudder. Through the thin layer of smiles on the surface of their eyes, Jason could vaguely see a pitch-black hatred, disillusionment, and even despair. There was no warmth or vitality.
Could it be that the newlyweds wanted to kill all the guests at their wedding?
An ominous premonition flashed through his mind. If that was really the case…
After a moment of surprise, Jason felt that there was nothing strange about it.
The two fawns were chased by a group of zombies. They could not run anymore, but they did not want to die under the claws of the zombies who wanted to kill them because of their bloodthirsty instinct. They did not want to become the same kind of zombies after death, so they led them into the swamp where countless abysses were hidden, wanting to die with them.
Did this pair of Lu really not force or hurt anyone in their past lives?
Wasn't every zombie on the production line intentionally or unintentionally contributing to the creation of other zombies? Even if they were Lu's family, friends, or lovers.
Zombies only knew one way to survive, and there was no other choice. At most, they could only play the role of family, friends, lovers, and so on. However, playing such roles on the production line did not mean that they did not drive all the same kind of people around them into the same cage--to survive as a zombie--but to do their best to let their companions share more meat in a relatively comfortable way and experience the whole zombification process.
However, the resentment buried in the process of slaughtering a living creature into a zombie--and this resentment was forbidden to be expressed on the zombie production line, and there was no way to express it--could it be cured by even more fresh meat stained with blood?
At the end of each year, it was the shopping season where merchants discounted their goods. The lavishly decorated houses, apartments, and villas on the real estate advertisements; The new and dazzling cars in the 4S shop; There were also many beautiful and exotic tourist attractions listed in various media outlets. blockbusters came one after another; The media was filled with handsome men and beautiful women, and there were all kinds of delicious food that made people dizzy. The ever-changing trend of fashion; Game masterpieces came one after another; Sports events that were staged every day, entertainment gossip that never ended…
Could it be that all of this was really unable to salvage the newlyweds 'even a little bit of nostalgia for this world?
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