Others are surviving in the apocalypse, but I am the boss in the apocalypse.
Link was reborn and returned to the first day of the apocalypse. He inherited a dilapidated supermarket but was bound to the [Doomsday Capitalist System].
Zombies are no longer monsters, but cheap labor that can be "hired" - a daily salary of 0.1 Core, 24/7, and absolutely loyal!
As a result, the style of painting completely went astray:
· The tide of corpses that others fear is a steady stream of HR resources in his eyes.
· The zombie king acts as a security guard, and the lickers act as couriers, building a "death caravan" that spans the territories of humans and zombies.
· He opened a chain of safe zones, used materials to control the lifeblood of other survivor bases, and issued tasks for strong human beings to clean up high-level zombies for him.
While other survivors were still fighting for a piece of bread, Link was already sitting behind the scenes, thinking about how to exchange a pack of cigarettes for the last crystal core in the opponent's hand.
When the hostile forces were approaching, he only had to snap his fingers, and the silent zombie employees behind him neatly displayed their standard equipment made of bones and metal.
He is the mysterious "savior" in the eyes of humans, and the invisible "uncrowned king" of the zombie camp.
This is a legend of using capital and contracts to rebuild a business empire on the ruins of doomsday.
"Remember, in my place, fear and violence bring chaos, but capital - brings prosperity and order."
