CHAPTER 1857: CHAPTER 1850: BEHAVIORAL COMMAND

A puff of smoke went down their throats and into their lungs, making the three people show exaggerated, intoxicated expressions on their faces. The nicotine mixed into their blood, giving their souls a brief release before they slowly exhaled a cloud of smoke.

The three enjoyed themselves like this, sitting cross-legged, their bodies completely relaxed, leaving the zombies working hard beside them unable to integrate into this world.

But it wasn’t long before one of the three came to his senses, just about to say something, when he suddenly saw someone walking towards them. He hurriedly squinted to see, and what he saw was shocking; he let out a scream of "Ah!"

Everything came too suddenly, causing the other two to be startled. They almost violated the laws of physics by jumping up directly from the ground!

"F*ck! Are you screaming in heat? Scared the hell out of me!"

"Are you out of your mind or something?"

The two complained to the other, but the next second, they saw him extend his hand, pointing his index finger forward. The two were puzzled, then turned to look, and after seeing clearly who was coming towards them, their expressions froze.

"Is that... Wang Dapao?"

"Doesn’t seem like it? Who else would dare walk up to Wang Dapao? Look at his lackey-like appearance..."

"But... but hopefully..." The man who had handed out cigarettes looked anxiously at Brother Wang, who was approaching from afar.

Even though he said this, the three of them stopped smoking. This was too terrifying! Who could still enjoy the taste of tobacco at this point?

Just wanted to confirm if that person was Wang Dapao.

As Tang Ye and Brother Wang approached, when they were about forty meters away, the three of them finally saw Tang Ye and Brother Wang’s faces clearly, and they were completely stunned!

They really were afraid of what was coming!

The three hurriedly stood up from the ground, and Brother Wang, who followed behind Tang Ye, had already pulled out a rubber truncheon from a distance, his expression becoming unfriendly.

"What are you three doing here!" In no time, Tang Ye and Brother Wang had stormed up to the three of them. After Brother Wang’s angry shout, the rubber truncheon in his hand brutally smashed down on one of them. The scream, like a slaughtered pig, almost drowned out the noise of the machinery’s operation.

Ah!

F*ck!

When it came to dealing with people, Brother Wang seemed particularly skilled. The hand holding the truncheon didn’t seem to use much force, but it made the person among the three who was hit twitch and fall to the ground as if electrocuted. The other two were also scared pale.

Blood drained from their faces!

Thump! Thump!

Seeing their companion’s miserable state, the two of them trembled, then went soft and knelt down directly, shouting: "Brother Wang, we’re wrong! It won’t happen again!"

Unmoved by the two’s pleas, Brother Wang raised and dropped his truncheon without any mercy, smashing it onto the two one after another. In just a few seconds, the three were like three maggots, writhing and howling on the dust-covered concrete ground.

"Won’t you end up beating someone to death?" Seeing the three’s terrible state, Tang Ye couldn’t help but ask.

Hearing this, the stern-faced Brother Wang broke into a smile again, turned his head, and said: "Officer, rest assured. No one will die. The mayor has instructed that people here can be appropriately disciplined, but if anyone dies or disappears, compensation would be hefty, and I can’t afford that Yajin. Hitting them is just to teach them a lesson; at most, they go back to rest for a few days and they’ll be lively again."

"Isn’t that right!" Smiling as he explained to Tang Ye, Brother Wang then turned back to the three and asked sternly, his face shifting expressions as quickly as a Sichuan opera, from smiling one second to serious the next!

How could the three dare say anything? They nodded frantically, shouting, "Yes! Yes! Yes!"

"Then why are you still lying here? Don’t f*cking pretend for me, get up! Go to work!"

The three who were wailing heard Brother Wang’s words and climbed up from the ground instantly, not daring to stay any longer, clutching where they’d been hit by the truncheon, limping and grimacing as they headed back to their workstations.

Watching the three leave, Tang Ye looked at the fourth person who had been diligently working and hadn’t smoked. Brother Wang said, "Officer, this guy is also well-known for his diligence in the base, just a bit dumb." As he said this, Brother Wang couldn’t help feeling strange. He just noticed that the subjects Tang Ye chose to observe were all those who worked hard.

Could it be out of respect for him?

"This..." He shook his head, very self-aware. What those above think is not something he can fathom.

Tang Ye nodded, not sure if he heard Brother Wang’s words. He watched for a moment, then suddenly approached the zombie who was working.

When he came close, the zombie looked up at him, then lowered its head again, continuing its previous actions.

Seeing no reaction, Tang Ye, for some reason, reached out a hand. At that moment, the zombie sensed something, suddenly raising its head, its black pupils quickly dissolving, fading, and merging with the whites of its eyes!

But all this happened so quickly that Brother Wang didn’t notice the change in the zombie’s pupils. When Tang Ye reached out, he only saw the other suddenly extend its head under Tang Ye’s hand. It was very strange, as if there was some inexplicable pull in the palm of Tang Ye’s hand?

"This is..." Brother Wang looked at Tang Ye in confusion. The action of this "worker" was really bizarre, who places their head into another’s hand to be held?

Tang Ye didn’t speak. After a few seconds, he withdrew his hand, looked at Brother Wang, and just shook his head. Brother Wang couldn’t understand what his head shaking meant either.

"Wha... what’s the matter?" Brother Wang asked nervously, but Tang Ye still didn’t answer. He was just muttering to himself: "The connection is already cut off..."

Thinking, he looked once more at this zombie disguised as a human. When he withdrew his hand, it seemed puzzled, glanced over Tang Ye once then checked left and right, as if it didn’t know what Tang Ye just did to it.

Seeing he couldn’t make anything out of it, the zombie lowered its head again and resumed its work.

This Level 7 zombie wasn’t being controlled by a high-level zombie, and its autonomous consciousness was also quite low. Tang Ye was puzzled. Logically, such a zombie should instantly rebel without other high-level zombie control, but it didn’t.

Tang Ye frowned in thought for a moment, then relaxed, thinking maybe the previous controller of these zombies had an ability like Abeng Xu Haishui, capable of planting "behavioral instructions" in the subconscious of those controlled.