Chen Luo first picked up the two claws of the Iron Claw.

At this stage, these two claws could be considered artifacts.

Later, they could be made into weapons. If one didn’t mind the grossness, one could just carry them around as weapons.

Even a Level 1 Awakened could pose a threat to a Level 6 Awakened with these claws. Not to mention those below Level 4, who would probably be pierced by the claws if caught.

The two claws could be used by two people, best made into prosthetic limbs to be worn on the hands.

The Iron Claw stared blankly as its claws disappeared as if by magic in Chen Luo's hands, and unwillingly growled, "Mine."

With a slap, Chen Luo hit it and said, "What do you mean 'yours'? Were they growing on you? Do you not want your neck anymore?"

The Iron Claw covered its face, and the ferocity on its face subsided a little.

Chen Luo clicked his tongue. It needed taming.

Chen Luo had the Iron Claw walk in front, with himself following behind.

"Be honest. No matter how fast you are, you can't outrun me, understand? I can use that instant teleportation skill infinitely."

"Dare to be dishonest, and I'll harvest your kidneys too."

The Iron Claw felt a chill down its lower back. This person really could do what he said.

Chen Luo chuckled. The Iron Claw had the intelligence of a twelve or thirteen-year-old human, but it wasn't the kind of zombie that evolved normally step by step. It was the type that was inexperienced and hadn't seen anything of the world, so it wouldn't play dirty. It was easy to fool.

Chen Luo didn't dare drive, fearing that the Iron Claw would ambush him from the side, so they walked back to Mouda Express one after the other.

When everyone learned that Chen Luo had brought back a zombie, they were stunned.

This was possible?

There was such an operation?

Zhao Hai and the others only felt that Chen Luo was becoming more and more mysterious and unpredictable. He was clearly a young man, but they couldn't understand him at all.

The Iron Claw immediately had the urge to pounce on them when it saw so many people, wanting to eat them, but Chen Luo suppressed it with two big slaps to the face.

Chen Luo chose a small truck with a carriage and locked the Iron Claw inside.

If the Iron Claw wanted to, a carriage of this thickness couldn't possibly hold it.

Chen Luo comforted it, "Don't worry, I'll give you a good meal tomorrow. Stay in there honestly, or be careful of your kidneys."

Chen Luo made a fierce kidney-harvesting gesture, startling the Iron Claw.

Closing the carriage, Chen Luo couldn't help but laugh. It was so fun, like bullying a kid.

It took more than seven hundred people over an hour to sort out the useful supplies and load them onto the trucks.

A full twenty-three trucks were loaded, half of which were food and drinks.

After that, the destination was Moufeng Express.

If there were five hundred employees working when the apocalypse broke out, then now there were probably only three hundred. Some zombies ran out to wander around, and got lost along the way.

Just as they were about to approach, Chen Luo turned around and said.

"Without courage, how can you survive in the apocalypse? Don't think about relying on others. Zombies are getting stronger and stronger. If you don't improve your strength and you don't have courage, you'll die sooner or later."

"If you don't change yourselves, you'll be finished in three months at most. Look at you, are you living like people? You're living worse than dogs. What's the point of lingering on?"

"That's all I have to say, I'm really doing this for your own good. Okay, I won't make you face hundreds of zombies at the same time. I'll lure out some of the zombies first."

Most of Zhang Kun's group were just stirring up trouble with Zhang Kun, not deserving of death, but he couldn't let them off cheap.

Most importantly, they didn't cause any casualties to Chen Luo's group. Otherwise, if they killed one of Chen Luo's members, none of them would be able to live.

After this was over, at least more than half of them would be able to survive. He would let Mifan test them, and those with resentment wouldn't be allowed to leave.

Living worse than dogs. These words deeply pierced the hearts of some people. Yes, what was the point of living like this?

They had been waiting for a month and a half, and hadn't received any rescue.

Luring zombies was a dangerous job. They looked at Chen Luo in shock. Your status is so high, and you're personally luring zombies? What if you die?

People more impressive than you are risking their lives, so why shouldn't you?

Everyone parked the trucks nearby, using the trucks as cover. Don't worry, Level 2 zombies have intelligence, but it's only that of a few-year-old child. They wouldn't think that there were people behind the trucks.

More than a dozen zombies saw Chen Luo and immediately roared and chased after him. Other zombies heard the shouts and also came towards this side.

Coming in batches was not as dangerous as coming all at once.

Still, seventeen people died.

Sorting express packages and killing zombies. A total of six express delivery points kept them busy until nearly five o'clock the next morning.

The harvested supplies were enough to fill 122 trucks. If Chen Luo and Zhao Hai's people only ate these supplies, it would last them about a month.

But these foods and water, such as spicy sticks, chocolate, biscuits, etc., were worth much more than rice.

It was very easy to gather more than a hundred people who could drive, and they returned fully loaded.

They arrived at the base.

Zhao Hai looked at Chen Luo expectantly, wondering how much of these things he would get.

Chen Luo wouldn't just not give him anything, or only give him a few trucks, would he?

Chen Luo said, "Old Zhao, 122 trucks, I'll give you 22 trucks. You don't mind, do you?"

He only got a fraction, but Zhao Hai was already satisfied.

Chen Luo chuckled, "It's not that I'm reluctant to give you more, it's just that if I give you too much, you might not be able to handle it. If you don't have enough supplies, you can borrow some from me. I still have rice."

*Ge* is strong and can handle it.

Chen Luo continued, "You can also take in the rest of Zhang Kun's group if they're willing to follow you."

Zhao Hai looked at Chen Luo in surprise. Such a big picture, so trusting?

That's right, no matter how many people there were, they didn't seem to pose a threat to Chen Luo.

Chen Luo gathered Zhang Kun's group together.

"You can be considered to have fought zombies. Those who can kill three zombies, obtain three crystals, and adapt to my daily tasks, I will forgive your past transgressions and take you in."

"Brother Hai next to me is also recruiting people. You can follow him if you want."

Zhao Hai opened his mouth, wanting to say that his conditions were the same as Chen Luo's, but as long as they weren't idiots, those who could meet the conditions would definitely join Chen Luo's side.

Although Chen Luo recruited fewer people, they were all elites.

Zhao Hai said, "I only need one crystal to prove that you dare to kill zombies. I don't want cowards."

Chen Luo had Chen Guang bring out a batch of rice and some water.

Three *jin* of rice and two bottles of water and one bottle of beverage for each person.

Is this what you call supplies?

Chen Luo said lightly, "It's enough to support you in killing zombies. It's useless to give more to those who don't dare to kill zombies. It's a waste of food."

Although it was a little less, it was better than nothing.

Everyone lined up.

Chen Luo stood aside holding Mifan, occasionally picking out a person.

Chen Luo smiled, "Brother, I think you're good. Just join us directly."

Although everyone didn't know why, they looked at these dozen or so lucky people with great envy.

Little did they know that not long after, there would be a large pit in the back mountain.