With zombies surrounding it, setting off at night is not a wise choice.

Most of these evolvers stayed in Yong'an Camp, without much practical experience. High-intensity fighting requires the use of eyes, brain, manual, body, and all limbs and veins to the extreme. It is a hundred times more difficult than digging soil and building walls in Yong'an Camp. Everyone was so tired that they almost broke up. At this moment, they were on the tall building, without the threat of zombies, and everyone was wide open and lay on the ground, not wanting to move.

After a whole day of fierce battle, these forty-nine evolvers also need rest and adjustments. Zhang Ping'an did not expect that his words would play a role in these evolvers, but since he said it to them, no one would allow him to regard his insights as a way to leave them behind.

How could Zhang Ping'an make this evolver so comfortable?

This is not just a day of digging soil, building a wall, and getting home can have a good sleep. When he has a good dream, he wants elite and absolutely obedient warriors, not coolies!

After the battle, the experience you get from death during the day will fade with falling asleep, and the effect on your own ability improvement will be reduced by half.

The best way was to deduce it using brain-based methods, but for these people, Zhang Ping'an was not going to teach them this method before he was sure that they had truly followed blindly.

The best and most common way to do this is to have a meeting.

I found some wooden boards from the floor and lit a bonfire. The warm and bright flames made many evolvers feel comfortable. Some of them were even willing to move their positions, climb to the edge of the fire, and moaned with satisfaction, "It would be great if there was a hot tea or meal..."

If Zhang Ping'an didn't hear it, he stood by the fire, clapped his hands, "Get up, have a meeting!"

Only a few people opened their eyes, but no one responded.

Zhang Ping'an waved his hand, and Liu Neng came over with two large buckets of mud and water.

"Everyone gets up and have a meeting!"

Only Wang Meng sat up and no one else moved.

"Do you think you are an old man?" Zhang Ping'an pointed, and Liu Neng threw the bucket out with a thunderous splash.

ah!

It's so grass!

The people leaning against the wall were all wet, and more than a dozen people jumped up by the cold water, shouted loudly, and saw Liu Neng carrying a bucket, and suddenly lost his temper.

Everyone else was awakened and struggled to stand up.

Zhang Ping'an looked at the dozen people who were wet and sneered, "It's all a group of cowards who were soaked in water, but they didn't say a word. I really blush for you."

"I asked you to ban my orders, because I can make you live, make you stronger, and let you deal with various challenges, but he..." Zhang Ping'an pointed at Liu Neng, "He only has a bucket in his hand, and you more than a dozen of you don't even dare to get angry. What should I take you to do with such a coward?"

An evolutionist who was wet said with some dissatisfaction: "He is so powerful, he is at least five or six times stronger than us. How can he hit him? He can knock us out with just one slap."

"Is it difficult? There are fourteen people in total, six holding legs and six holding hands. Can he still move? There are two free, so you can beat them anyway." Zhang Ping'an shook his head and said, "It's not that you can't beat them, but you don't have the desire to fight at all."

"How can you become a qualified soldier without blood, have the desire to fight, and have no clear thinking? When a qualified soldier is provoked, the first thing he thinks about is how to defeat the opponent, rather than not being able to beat him."

Zhang Ping'an pointed to the outside of the building and said contemptuously: "We want to go out from here. There are thousands of zombies outside. If you want to fight them or not, you might as well sit here and wait for death."

An evolutionist asked in confusion: "Aren't we and the zombies unable to choose?"

Zhang Ping'an stared at him and said, "Be stronger and faster, you can't choose." He looked around everyone and said with a serious expression, "If anyone didn't have this idea, I can guarantee that he would never be able to get the best."

Seeing the evolver bowing his head and silent, Zhang Ping'an's tone slowed down and continued, "I don't know what you are thinking when you are zombies in front of you during the day. Is your mind blank and you are busy dealing with it? Or are you staring at the zombies' head crazy and stabbing them to death? Now you are all talking about what you are thinking during the daytime battle."

He clicked a captain, "You said."

The captain frowned, thought for a while, laughed dryly, and said, "I was so nervous at that time, what else can I think of? I just kill the zombies when I see them, and told everyone not to fall behind..."

Zhang Ping'an refused to comment and nodded, "You are the captain. Think carefully about it. If you return to today's daytime situation again, how can you direct your teammates to better expand the results, reduce pressure, and ensure your safety?"

The captain thought about it, opened his mouth, and was about to speak, Zhang Ping'an reached out and pressed it down, "I don't need your answer. You think more in your mind, and think repeatedly, is the best solution you are going to tell me now?"

While the captain lowered his head and pondered, Zhang Ping'an continued to ask the next person the same question.

After taking turns asking the same questions to forty-nine people, Zhang Ping'an looked at his watch and said, "It's seven o'clock in the evening. I'll give you an hour to summarize your gains and losses. At eight o'clock, eat on time."

He stressed: "You don't have to say anything to anyone, just keep it in your heart. But if I find someone who is sleeping during this hour and doesn't concentrate, I'm sorry, just watch others eat tonight."

After saying these words, Zhang Ping'an stood up, walked to the side, stood in front of the empty window, lit a cigarette, and quietly looked at the direction of Jikou.

Zhou Qianqian followed, stood beside Zhang Ping'an, keenly captured the sadness between Zhang Ping'an's eyebrows, and asked in a low voice: "Are you worried about your aunt?"

She looked back at the group of evolvers and asked in confusion: "If we didn't take them, wouldn't it be faster to go to Jikou? Now, it will take at least two days to get to Jikou's periphery defense line? How effective can these dozens of people and not very good at their skills?"
Chapter completed!