Doomsday Rise

"The people inside don't seem to care about your life or death?" Liu Wei'an asked casually.

The porridge cooked with rice mixed with World of Warcraft meat is overflowing with fragrance. If you don’t eat it, it will definitely be the ultimate temptation. Only when you eat it will you know that it is a challenge.

Stinky tofu smells bad and tastes good when eaten, while World of Warcraft meat smells good and smells bad when eaten. There were 87 soldiers who surrendered. If they hadn't seen Liu Wei'an and others eating porridge themselves, they would have thought it was poison. After one bite, two bites, and the third bite, the powerful energy of the monster meat began to take effect. A warm feeling spread from the abdomen to the whole body. Even the stupidest person knew that this was good food, and the speed of eating was obviously accelerated. .

"Sir, there is not enough food inside. The deputy mayor had previously proposed to kick out some people to reduce food consumption, but no one was willing, so he gave up. If we leave, the people inside will only be happy." Fu Zhengyi snapped and stood. Get up and say.

"Don't be so serious, we are just chatting." Liu Wei'an said.

"Yes!" Fu Zhengyi said seriously.

"Sit down and talk while we eat." Liu Wei'an pressed his hands.

"Yes!" Fu Zhengyi sat on the ground, pulling at the porridge while looking at Liu Wei'an.

"How many people are there and what are their components?" Liu Wei'an sighed in his heart. Only in troubled times can we see our true temperament. How many true gentlemen reveal their evil side when they face hunger, but the soldier in front of him still maintains the soldier's character. The most honest style.

"About……"

Silver Building, formerly known as Click Center Building, Click Company's original plan was to turn this place into an ecological park centered on new materials, but it was a pity that it was too late. Chinese people like to give nicknames. The Creek Center Building may be too long or difficult to pronounce. Outsiders are more accustomed to calling it the Silver Building because it is silver. Over time, the people at Click Technology themselves will call it Silver Building.

In the West, 13 is an unlucky number. Zhou Weimin, the CEO of Click Technology, has no taboo on numbers. His desk is on the 13th floor. Many CEOs like to place their offices at the highest point of the building. Zhou Weimin is special. Be independent. 13 Zhou Weimin is the nickname given to him by the industry.

Zhou Weimin probably never dreamed that the office he chose would one day become his own prison. There was nothing in the vast mid-air, including flower pots, porcelain, desks, famous people's calligraphy and paintings, cigarettes and wine...all had been moved away, leaving only the floor that could not be moved, and Zhou Weimin himself.

Zhou Weimin, who weighed more than 150 kilograms, now only weighs 82 kilograms. He is not losing weight, he is hungry. His hair and beard hadn't been trimmed in half a year, and his whole body exuded a bad smell. If it weren't for his suit, he would still be intact, and he would be no different from a beggar on the corner on the roadside.

"...You know the party's policies. Those who resist will be strict and those who confess will be lenient. Mayor Ma's patience is limited. If you still have this attitude, I can't guarantee that you will still see the sun tomorrow." Hua Feng Wei sat on the boss's chair that originally belonged to Zhou Weimin, looking down at Zhou Weimin who was sitting in the corner. The politeness he once had has long since disappeared, and there is a bit of disgust in his calm eyes. No one will be in a good mood when facing a person who stinks every day.

"I've said it a hundred times. There are two keys to the secret room. Mine has been given to you, and the other one is in the hands of chief engineer Xiao Feian. Even if you beat me to death, I will die if I can't take out his key. ." Zhou Weimin begged weakly: "Give me something to eat. I haven't eaten for three days. Just give me some water. Please, Mayor Hua."

"You are the chairman of Crick Company. Who would believe you when you said that the key is in Xiao Feian's hand? Xiao Feian is dead. We dismembered him and still couldn't find the key. So whatever you say is what it is. This lie must be true. Not clever.

"Hua Fengwei said calmly.

"I am only responsible for management. Xiao Feian is the general person in charge of technology. The secret room is full of technical information. I wear the key for confidentiality reasons. Otherwise, I will not have the key. Mayor Hua, you just Let me go." Zhou Weimin spoke intermittently. If he hadn't relied on the wall, he might have fallen down.

"We have investigated all the eighteen senior executives of Crick Company, and they all unanimously confirmed that both keys are in your hands. How do you explain this?" Hua Fengwei said.

"The secret room is the biggest secret of the company. If they knew it, then they would be the chairman, haha... They heard nothing and knew nothing... If such rumors are not released... how can we protect Xiao Feian..." Zhou Weimin tried his best to grasp every moment. A chance, but he was too weak. Just a few words had consumed all his energy.

"The weapons in the secret room are the key to whether we can eliminate the zombies. At this time, you are still thinking about making money. I think you are crazy about money." Hua Fengwei sneered.

"The secret room... there are no weapons..." Zhou Weimin gasped.

"There are still 4 hours left before what Mayor Ma said. You should think about it carefully and hand over the key. There will be food and drink. If you don't tell me, you will go to Xiao Feian for revenge and ask him why he handed over the key. Hidden." After saying this, Hua Fengwei left the office, locked the door with two men, and pulled up the office chair behind him.

Zhou Weimin was left curled up. The temperature in the room was not too cold, but his body was too weak. Even at normal temperature, he felt cold.

"...You mean the Silver Building is a closed environment, and there is no way to enter unless the people inside open the door?" Liu Wei'an frowned, but soon noticed the problem: "What about breathing? People inside don't need to breathe. ?"

"There is a vent, but it's very small. Unless there are design drawings or construction workers from that year, you can't find it at the top." Fu Zhengyi hesitated for a moment, then continued: "I also heard that inside the Silver Building There is an oxygen-generating device. When something extreme happens, they can completely seal off all external interfaces and isolate them from the outside world. As long as there is food in the building, the people inside can always live inside."

"How do you know so clearly?" Liu Wei'an raised his eyebrows. Fu Zhengyi was just a small company commander, and there were battalion commanders and regimental commanders above him. Such secrets should only appear in the mouths of military region commanders.

"I participated in the Zhongnanhai bodyguard training for 6 months, but was not shortlisted in the end." Fu Zhengyi looked ashamed.

Liu Wei'an was in awe. The five words "Zhongnanhai bodyguard" were absolutely sacred words in the Han Dynasty. In this way, it seems normal for Fu Zhengyi to know so much.

The two large pots of porridge have been eaten, and everyone is still unfinished, but they can only put away the bowls silently. There is no food anymore. Food for the Ping An team is also extremely scarce. The team has grown too fast, and every meal has to be eaten. Strictly control portion sizes.

Liu Wei'an looked at the Silver Building and sighed dejectedly. Could he just go home?

"Actually... it's impossible to break through the Silver Building, but if you want to open it, there is still a way." Fu Zhengyi mustered up his courage.

"What can you do?" Liu Wei'an suddenly turned his head and stared at him with sharp eyes.

"Those in power have had enough to eat and drink, but the people below have been living on porridge for half a month. The civilians have been even worse. They haven't had decent food for a month. Everyone is very resentful." Fu Zhengyi hesitated. Said, "I can try——"

"You go and try it. No matter whether you succeed or not, I will give you 10 points." Liu Wei'an said.

"Yes, I promise to complete the mission." Fu Zhengyi was overjoyed and couldn't help but stand up and salute loudly. Although he has just integrated into the Ping An team, he also knows what points in the Ping An team mean. One point can be exchanged for 10 steamed buns, white-faced steamed buns. Even masters like Fu Jiang value points.

Liu Wei'an watched Fu Zhengyi put down his gun and walk towards the Silver Building empty-handed. Suddenly something seemed to come to his mind and he said to Li Wang who was putting away the iron pot: "Don't put it away and cook another pot of food."

"Yes!" King Li was overjoyed. He was big and had a big appetite. Two bowls of porridge were not enough for him. Liu Wei'an's order was undoubtedly a blessing from heaven.

"Sir, there's not much food left." Yang Wujiang couldn't help but said.

"It doesn't matter." Liu Wei'an waved his hand and signaled King Li to look after him, but he just stared at Fu Zhengyi.

"Brothers, Taoist Master Liu Wei'an is better than the Mayor of Polo Ball."

"Brothers, open the door, I guarantee that everyone can have a hot meal."

Fu Zhengyi shouted these two words to the Silver Building, and then looked straight at the Silver Building. The Silver Building did not react at all, and did not shoot Fu Zhengyi, but there was no response. Ten minutes passed. , when even Liu Wei'an thought he had failed, a door opened on the first floor of the Silver Building.

Dozens of soldiers in camouflage uniforms rushed out. Two teams guarded the gate and stood still. Only the captain trotted to Fu Zhengyi: "Lu Linhai reported to Company Commander Fu."

"As I wish, Taoist Master Liu Wei'an will report." Fu Zhengyi turned around and ran back with Lu Linhai.

He didn't expect to open the door so easily during the entire Ping An battle. Liu Wei'an was also surprised. He didn't believe it was true until Lu Linhai reported it loudly.

"How is the situation inside?" Yang Wujiang couldn't help but ask.

Lu Linhai looked at Liu Wei'an and then at Liu Wei'an, wondering whether he should answer.

"Say it!" Liu Wei'an signaled to Lu Linhai that he could speak.

"The first to fifth floors are under our control. Above the fifth floor is the local police area. We did not go up." Lu Linhai said.

"Didn't the police stop you when you opened the door?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"Sir, they are just watching."

"What's the mood of the police?"

"Sir, they have different opinions."

"Do you see what this is?" Liu Wei'an pointed at the cauldron.

"Sir, it's food." Lu Linhai said loudly.

"If you can take down the Silver Building, the food in this pot will be yours when you come back." Liu Wei'an said.

"Report to the commander, promise to complete the mission." Lu Linhai roared, with a dazzling light bursting out of his eyes.

"I'm waiting for your good news!" After Liu Wei'an's words fell, Lu Linhai rushed back like a gust of wind. Before he even got close to the building, he shouted: "Brothers, copy the guy!"