What Do You Do When You Suddenly Become An Immortal?

After receiving Lin Zixiao's admissions standards, the Seventh Deputy Minister immediately sent the standards to the other ministers without any hesitation.

Then……

The ministers, whose buttocks hadn't moved from the meeting room, started the meeting again.

"What do you think?"

After casting a glance, the minister asked softly.

"Reasonable."

This is the opinion of the Second Deputy Minister.

Others also nodded one after another.

"It does make sense."

"All the assessment standards are very normal, there is no reason to pick any faults, I think that's it?"

"Okay, then follow this standard."

The minister nodded and continued, "However, there are a few points we need to pay attention to."

"One, be fast! After all, the common people have been waiting for a long, long time. It is time to give them an accurate answer, so within an hour, more than 95% of the people of the right age will receive the news, no problem Bar?"

Everyone nodded.

There's really nothing wrong with that.

How many people under the age of 30 don't have mobile phones? The big deal is to screen them out and send a text message to everyone!

What's more, it happens to be the enrollment season, and the major enrollment websites directly display the news of Xiuxian College-Zizhu Academy's enrollment on the front page headlines and the first screen. Are you afraid that the students will not see it?

When the students saw it, their families naturally knew about it.

The family members know about the ten miles and eight villages, the loving family and so on, don't they also know it soon?

"Second, the speed is better!"

"The registration channel must be made within ten minutes after the end of our meeting, and the relevant departments in various places will do the review work immediately."

"Three, it's still fast."

"Airplanes from all over the world are working overtime, and we can even out some more, and send the qualified 'candidates' to City C, and let Lin Fan choose by himself tomorrow morning."

"All related preparations must be done quickly, and all kinds of food, accommodation and other issues must be properly resolved."

"I believe that this recruitment work will be very sensational, and at the same time some people will want to take advantage of loopholes..."

The minister's gaze swept across the crowd present.

He didn't think that everyone present would find a way to stuff their descendants into the list. After all, Lin Fan had to nod in the end to count. Moreover, they all had immortal cultivation techniques in their hands, so there was really no need to do such a thing. thing.

But not necessarily others.

Whether it is an official or a businessman, someone will definitely sharpen their heads and drill into it.

"In this regard, we must strictly control it so that there are no problems. Otherwise, when Lin Fan gets annoyed, we will be the ones who suffer."

"Um……"

All the ministers nodded one after another: "Understood."

"Then arrange it immediately!"

"At present, this matter is the most important thing!"

"Scatter..."

Drip drip.

Before the words could be spoken, the second deputy minister's cell phone rang again.

"And you said you didn't see our submarine?! How unreasonable!"

Smith was roaring: "Our satellites have taken pictures, and the pictures have been sent. What else do you have to say?"

"Your immortal cultivators, as well as people from your residents' happy life department, are all on the scene. Where is our submarine?!"

"What submarine?"

"What picture?"

"Oh, you mean this photo? Where is the submarine? A human cultivator can tell you, this is a big fish!"

"????"

"There is a big fish in the South China Sea, its name is Kun..."

beep beep.

"Let's make arrangements. Among all the things related to Zizhu University, the first priority is the first priority, and the second priority is the prevention of biochemical crisis. This matter... let's give the fourth priority. I didn't expect that the nuclear submarine of the capitalist income protection union Not too bad, there are not many techniques worth learning."

"Delay for a few days, then dismantle a few parts and return them."

"Don't talk nonsense, where is there any submarine? It's clearly studying big fish~!"

"Hehehe..."

A group of people laughed.

Including seven deputy ministers who look like "posthumous portraits".

...

"Fack!!!"

The phone was hung up again.

Smith was so angry that he vomited blood: "Speaking nonsense with your eyes open, this is, it's so shameless, it's disgusting!"

"I'm going to report to Chairman Bob..."

...

"damn it!"

After listening to Smith's report, Bob's face was also very ugly: "This is too shameless, but this is really the style of those people!"

"Everyone is talking about protesting, as if they are powerless doormats, but in fact, they are doing all kinds of actions secretly, disgusting people."

"Yes, President, what should we do?"

Smith is angry!

Let's add oil and vinegar together, and now I wish Bob would order something to happen, but he also knows that immortal cultivators are powerful...

I really want to fight...

dare not!

"..."

How the hell do I know what to do?

You ask me, I ask who to go to?

Bob was even more depressed.

He thought for a while, and suddenly, his eyes lit up~!

"Yes!"

"Don't worry, wait for my news!"

...

Los Angeles, we're almost here.

Bob kept perfecting his thoughts and thoughts, and the worry and anger in his heart quickly turned into complacency.

"Sure enough, no one understands better than me~"

...

"ah!!!"

"Help……"

The streets are bloody.

There are blood scabs everywhere, and the acrid gas and smoke of burning unknown objects.

but……

There are not many people around.

I couldn't hear the roar of the 'Blood Race' either.

The occasional screams were particularly shrill.

The nearby three blocks have been blocked by heavily armed troops, but they did not act rashly, because Bob and Moose ordered them not to act rashly.

At this moment, their expressions are very dignified.

When they arrived at the scene, after being described by the 'people in the disaster area', they discovered that these zombies were many times more powerful than they had imagined.

With fast speed and great strength, the brain will not be headshot against pistol bullets or even rifle bullets...

Who is not afraid of this?

"I really don't know which company this is the product of."

"If you want me to say, those capitalists are not good things. What's wrong with their fucking research, but secretly researching bio-viruses..."

"That's right, it's not a good thing!"

"Oh, I really don't know how many people died, and how many left here before we came. I'm afraid something big will happen."

Army chiefs are communicating.

But soon, they found a problem.

"Why so quiet?"

"The screams are gone, is there no one alive inside?"

"These zombies are so strange that they don't even howl. Shouldn't creatures like zombies be howling?"

No one has a clear picture of the situation, but they know what to do at this moment.

"Attention everyone, enter combat readiness and be ready to fire at any time!"

They are not stupid.

Although I don't know why these 'zombies' are so 'quiet', it is enough to prove that there are almost no living people inside.

No living people, which means that zombies are likely to start attacking the defense line in a short time.

Have to guard against!

That is at this very moment.

Mousse has arrived.

"Vice president!"

When the commander at the scene saw him, he greeted him loudly and saluted at the same time.

Mousse frowned.

Why is it so loud? Is it better than anyone else's voice? If I didn't wear headphones myself, I really want to give you a bite!

He nodded with a dark face: "Yes."

"Leave it to me here, you back off."

"????"

The commander and those nearby who heard Mousse's words were all stunned.

Then, hurry up.

"Mr. Moose, you just arrived, and you may not understand the seriousness of the matter. It is full of zombies now, and they are very powerful. You..."

"I said, you stand back."

Mousse's face turned cold.

I don't understand the situation?

I know a lot more than you guys, you know shit!

Moreover, don't you understand the situation? I'm going to start pretending but don't understand?

"immediately!"

He scolded again.

Everyone was puzzled, especially the commander, who looked at Mousse like a fool...

Are you crazy?

You said that the zombies inside are ferocious, but you pretended to leave it to you? It's not how you want to die, okay?

Are you still yelling at me?

OK, let me see how you die!

Who hasn't lost their temper yet?

The commander took a step back calmly.

Seeing this, the others could only back away.

Mousse snorted coldly, and stepped forward alone, like the 'last warrior', with his back to the large army, heading towards the purgatory on earth ahead.

"Although he is a fool, his courage is really great."

The commander muttered in his heart.

...

The three nearby blocks have largely been emptied.

Normal people can run faster than anyone else after they know about the 'Resident Evil', and those who can't run are basically rescued, and there are still some who are too timid to show their heads or even make a sound.

I hid myself in my home, or in a corner, and was not found for the time being.

However, the core block where the "Resident Evil" broke out is not the imagined scene of purgatory on earth.

It's nice to have blood everywhere.

There's nothing wrong with smoky, burning cars, etc. everywhere.

but……

corpse?

No!

Severed limbs?

nor.

As the surroundings gradually quieted down, in fact, the second, third, and even fourth-generation infected people had calmed down and regained their senses.

Of course, there is also a difference between how much they recover and how many generations they are.

Those who were bitten, at most, had a lot of blood on their bodies, and they all stood up at this moment.

It's just that some of them looked confused, some were ignorant, and some looked a little stiff.

More than 20,000 'people' gathered together.

In the center are the seven sexy prostitutes. At this moment, they have completely recovered their sanity. Seeing the situation around them, recalling what they did just now, they are a little flustered.

"What have we... all done?"

"Have we turned into zombies?"

"But, we have our own thinking, we can speak, and we have original memories. Is this what zombies do?"

"We...have bitten so many people, will we be killed by the army?"

They are very worried and anxious.

And just as they were communicating, footsteps sounded, and Mousse paced over, attracting the attention of all the 'zombies' here.

"Don't confuse the noble vampires with the dirty and inferior zombies."