"Leave it to you, I trust you."
Lin Fan patted Zhou Yang on the shoulder. The people he trusts are all brimming with positive energy. He couldn’t guarantee other qualities, but their conscience was certainly admirable.
Most of the survivors were Awakeners. Any force encountering this many Awakeners would undoubtedly treat them with great respect, regardless of what these Awakeners had done.
After all, the addition of Awakeners greatly enhances strength.
Having gained Lin Fan’s approval, Zhou Yang was filled with enthusiasm. Becoming a prison manager seemed like a tough job at first glance.
But Zhou Yang felt it was a position with great potential.
Earlier, he had teamed up with Tan Qing and the others to patrol the city, searching for zombies that had slipped through the net. This operation was nearing its end; they had been to all the necessary places. With Zhu Cheng’s ability to find zombies the fastest, they struggled to discover any zombies, suggesting Huang City was likely free of them now.
So, he decisively left the patrol team.
He volunteered to become the prison warden, to properly manage this group of unruly individuals.
With Officer Huang absent from Huang City, the survivors who were brought back couldn’t meet with him. Those who met the requirements were accommodated at the Sunshine Shelter. But what about those who didn’t meet the requirements?
Previously, Officer Huang managed these people, but now they undoubtedly had to be kept in the prison.
In Zhou Yang’s view, as long as he could manage people, it counted as a position of authority, if not a major one, at least a mid-high level at the Sunshine Shelter. That seemed reasonable, didn’t it?
"Brother Lin, rest assured, I’m quite confident in my abilities in this area."
Zhou Yang was full of confidence. When entrusted with important responsibilities, his entire spirit and demeanor underwent a dramatic transformation.
"Hmm, good to have confidence."
After spending some time in the prison, Lin Fan left.
Zhou Yang watched Lin Fan leave, then inspected the environment within the prison, getting a rough understanding of the situation.
He immediately began to gather the prisoners for an introductory meeting. At this moment, he was wearing War Armor, revealing only his face. Among the prisoners were many Awakeners, the type who ran riot in the post-apocalyptic world. Even a slight show of leniency could potentially lead to unnecessary trouble.
If he made a mistake and let the prisoners escape, it would be a big embarrassment for Zhou Yang.
In the spacious meeting room, the walls were white, with a red banner hanging on the rear wall. Although uncleaned, the banner was quite dirty, but the words on it remained legible.
’Study the Constitution to Strengthen Discipline, Promote Transformations to Strive for a New Life.’
The survivors who were brought in wore uniform prison garb, sitting neatly on small stools, looking at Zhou Yang standing on the podium.
When they saw him wearing the War Armor,
they were shocked. It felt very sci-fi, as such equipment was usually seen only in science fiction movies, yet now it appeared before them in reality. To be honest, how could they not feel amazed?
Zhou Yang folded his arms and looked down arrogantly at the group of survivors below, "Do you know why you’re confined in the prison?"
His tone was very serious, as if he had fully assumed the role of the warden. He felt the need to properly educate this group of law-breaking survivors.
The survivors sitting there looked at each other, none spoke.
They felt very indignant.
A life without freedom was a form of torment for them.
They wished to leave, constantly pondering deep down who the bastard was that attracted Lin Fan to Huang City. The damnable feeling always pointed towards that group from the martial arts school.
Zhou Yang said slowly.
As everyone was distracted, Zhou Yang suddenly slapped the table hard, the unexpected noise startled the survivors slightly, clearly taken aback.
"Remember, here, my rules are the rules, and what you’ve done outside is unforgivable. Now you have a chance at reform, and I hope you cherish it. Don’t presume it’s the post-apocalypse as if no one is in charge of you."
"Anyone daring to break my rules is going against me, and if you go against me, I’ll show you what rules truly mean."
Zhou Yang spoke sternly. After saying this, he felt quite satisfied.
Nearby, Gao Bo observed Zhou Yang. Goodness, he really played the role. Yet he knew the survivors confined here must have committed serious acts in the outside world. Otherwise, given Lin Fan’s temperament, he wouldn’t have sent them to prison for minor issues.
A slightly provocative voice emerged.
"Oh, what rules? You haven’t even told us the rules, how are we supposed to know what they are?"
It was a young man who looked defiant and unruly speaking. His neck and arms were covered in large tattoos, and his appearance alone gave the impression that he wasn’t a good person.
The surrounding people laughed heartily.
Hearing the laughter, Zhou Yang didn’t get angry. Instead, he smiled and walked towards the young man, speaking as he walked.
"Hmm, indeed I haven’t clarified the rules, so you all wouldn’t know."
He understood this group of survivors would be difficult, likely trying various ways to resist authority. It didn’t surprise him at all, everything was expected.
As Zhou Yang reached the young man, the defiant tattooed youth raised his head to meet Zhou Yang’s gaze, shrugging nonchalantly.