31: Lead the team in person

The next morning, Tian Ming set off with his people. There were ten people in total.

Two people per pickup truck, making five vehicles. The plan for this trip was to first get some food, then seeds, and finally head to the armory.

"Rice and noodles, you should be able to replicate those, right?" Director Han suddenly asked.

Tian Ming nodded slightly and said, "Hmm, those are fine. I'm not sure where my limits are, but I can't replicate fresh meat. I can't replicate fresh fish, but I can replicate canned meat."

"So things that have been dead for a long time are okay, but fresh meat might still have a soul. But why can't you control zombies? Can they still be considered alive?"

"From our definition of being alive, zombies cannot be considered alive. But I just can't control them. In front of my ability, zombies are the same as humans and other living beings."

Director Han nodded slightly. In fact, everyone in the Shelter envied Tian Ming's ability.

But only Tian Ming himself felt that something was amiss, especially after seeing zombie evolution and what happened to Qiu Qian. To say that this ability came from the virus was not entirely accurate.

Zombie evolution was due to the virus, and Qiu Qian's super self-healing ability was also due to the zombie virus. But Tian Ming was different; he was directly smashed by a fragment of Gaia.

On gaia ultraman's planet, there must be a substance that has the effect of resisting the rules of the universe.

This substance directly hit Tian Ming and perfectly fused with him. Because the virus also came from gaia ultraman, the virus was also affected by this substance, allowing zombies to possess some abilities.

The only difference was that Tian Ming could control matter outside of himself, but he couldn't directly strengthen himself like zombies.

Zombies, on the other hand, were exactly the opposite; they couldn't affect external matter in any way, but only affected themselves.

Tian Ming shook his head, dispelling the thoughts in his mind. The group had already entered the city.

The zombies ahead became more numerous, baring their fangs and claws as if waiting for food to arrive.

"Director Han, you're a good shot. Let's cooperate," Tian Ming said in a deep voice.

"How do we cooperate? You tell me?" Director Han nodded slightly and pulled out her pistol.

At this point, the group had already gotten out of the car. Tian Ming's mind stirred, and countless hard carbon fiber spikes shot out from the ground, directly impaling the zombies within eight meters.

Director Han was also skilled. Under Tian Ming's control of the spikes, she aimed at the zombies that were impaled and unable to move.

Bang, bang, bang... Director Han shot one after another, accurately hitting headshots.

"That's how we cooperate, very good!"

Within eight meters, Tian Ming was invincible. The others also got out of the car. Their current location was inside a warehouse of a grain and oil processing factory.

At this moment, Qiu Wuhui, holding his automatic rifle, came over.

After this period of tempering, Qiu Wuhui's arrogant and overbearing demeanor as a young master had significantly diminished.

He couldn't be absent, had undergone military training, and was the only person in the Materials Group who had to leave the Shelter every time. His shooting was steady, and his eyes no longer held any fear of zombies.

"Boss, let the brothers move the supplies. We'll clear the perimeter," Qiu Wuhui said in a deep voice.

Tian Ming nodded appreciatively, "Very good, I find you've changed. Go ahead, you lead the people inside, and I'll be responsible for clearing the zombies outside."

Tian Ming's mind stirred, and countless hard carbon fiber spikes shot out from the ground again, directly impaling the zombies outside the warehouse.

Tian Ming approached, and the lock core outside the warehouse door was directly dissolved by him. The warehouse door was quickly pushed open.

Qiu Wuhui led the others to quickly rush into the warehouse and began to move supplies. Tian Ming and Director Han guarded outside, preventing zombie invasion.

Soon, the retrieved items filled three cars. With a formidable Ability Users like Tian Ming on alert, not a single zombie could break through the defense line formed by Tian Ming and Director Han.

After filling three cars, they headed to their next destination—the agricultural station. In this trip's plan, they also needed to collect some agricultural tools and seeds.

In Qiu Wuhui's car, a subordinate in a black jacket excitedly said, "Brother Qiu, it's so fast when the Boss takes action. I've been on so many missions, and none of them have been this smooth."

"Well, he has superpowers, so he's naturally invincible. We, mere mortals, naturally can't compare to him."

Qiu Wuhui's face was expressionless. To be honest, his feelings for Tian Ming as a boss were very complex. When it was time for the black and white votes, Qiu Wuhui was by the ballot box.

He witnessed the entire voting process. In his impression, the black votes were more than the white votes. At that time, as a dangerous element in the Shelter, executing him was the best option to eliminate dangerous factors.

But during the vote count, the white votes were seven more. If anyone could truly change the outcome, only Tian Ming could subtly turn black votes into white votes.

Qiu Wuhui was no fool and silently accepted this favor. Tian Ming's method of manipulating the results, though somewhat cunning, would not be discovered by anyone. Everyone felt that Tian Ming was very fair and democratic.

The Shelter's population was also slowly growing. For everyone, more people meant easier work, but in the Apocalypse, to win people's hearts and become the leader supported by everyone in the Shelter, relying solely on violence and food was not enough.

Qiu Wuhui suddenly realized that he had unconsciously begun to admire Tian Ming. He wondered, if he were Tian Ming, he would definitely turn the Shelter into his palace, and he would certainly become an out-and-out tyrant.

"Brother Qiu, Brother Qiu!" The subordinate's voice brought Qiu Wuhui back to his senses.

"We're here. Let's go down and move the seeds!"

Qiu Wuhui nodded, and several people went down to the agricultural station to move various kinds of seeds.

Since they were going to build a greenhouse, the demand was focused on leafy greens.

About one pound of each variety, like oilseed rape and cabbage seeds, which are very small. One pound of seeds can contain a hundred thousand grains.

All kinds of seeds were placed in the cab, and the remaining two empty truck beds were for weapons.

The last location was the armory. It was located in the suburbs of Donghai City. From the outside, it looked like a shooting range. There were not many zombies in the area, but it had already become very desolate.

The armory was embedded in the mountain, with layers of protection, but the guarding soldiers were gone.

The group proceeded unimpeded and arrived at the entrance.

This heavy protective door was cast from alloy, and the surrounding concrete was several meters thick. This door alone, even if unlocked, would be impossible to open with human strength.

Qiu Wuhui glanced at it and said, "Boss, it's electric. The door definitely can't be opened."

Tian Ming placed his hand on the steel door. The matter began to transform into a quantum state, and he directly passed through the heavy steel door, entering the armory.

"What are you staring at? All of you, come in."

Everyone was a bit curious. Although the door didn't seem to have changed much, they could directly pass through it.