As soon as the meeting was over, all the people put into their work, exerting themselves to build towards the goal set by Elvis.
Some of them engaged in farm work, while some of them were busy building weapons for the zombies. Even Albert began to learn agricultural knowledge from Conrad, and then to communicate that to those wounded zombies, getting them able to engage in some simple repetitive work.
However, after having everyone arranged, Elvis found himself at an idle end. Therefore, all he could do every day was to oversee the work of each group and get his men to boost morale.
“There were five zombies outside the wall. Uncle Elvis killed three. How many were left?” Kate’s voice sounded from a corner of the canteen. Beside her, there was a small blackboard, which had been u
