After Li Xin'er's sweep, the port, which was originally filled with all kinds of goods, has now become an empty space.

The cargo ship is gone, and so are the containers.

Even heavy robotic arms, transfer carts, and small items like trolleys and packing boxes were all left behind.

Apart from a few warehouses in areas that couldn't be moved, the port is now as empty as a huge plaza.

Looking around, all that could be seen was Li Xin'er's conspicuous red Paramount Raider and the corpses of zombies scattered all over the ground, seemingly disposed of by some wealthy tycoon.

The reason they were called "tycoons" is because all the zombies were killed by gunfire.

Bullets are like they're free...

Li Xin'er noticed that the spatial integral had become 1002/, indicating that she had clearly gained a lot this time, and she was in a good mood.

Turning around to call Wenwen, the little tail behind me, I discovered that the little guy had picked up a plastic broom from somewhere and was holding it in his hand.

Seeing that Li Xin'er had finally turned around to look at her, she handed the broom to Li Xin'er with a sincere expression.

That little look in his eyes seemed to say, "You forgot to collect this."

Li Xin'er was both amused and exasperated. After taking the item and putting it into her spatial storage, she ruffled Wenwen's hair.

"You're really something."

They don't even spare used brooms...

Her praise made Wenwen visibly happy; her eyes shone brightly, as if they held stars.

"Now, it's time for us to leave."

Li Xin'er picked up Wenwen and placed her in the passenger seat, then fastened her seatbelt.

Wenwen actually responded again, nodding in her arms.

When they received the supplies, Li Xin'er had already thrown the Other Shore Sword into her spatial storage, leaving only Li Xin'er and Wenwen inside the vehicle.

Unlike Bi'an, who was surprised by Wenwen's reaction, Li Xin'er remained calm and said something extra as she started the car.

"While I appreciate your quietness, it's great that you can express your thoughts. Keep it up."

As she spoke, Li Xin'er took out two lollipops, unwrapped one (grape flavor), and handed it to Wenwen.

"This is your reward."

Then he opened the remaining strawberry-flavored one, put it in his mouth, and drove away from the port.

Wenwen took a bite of her lollipop, then secretly glanced at Li Xin'er, and a smile appeared on her lips.

She sat there quietly, eating her candy obediently, without making a fuss.

As darkness fell, Li Xin'er made no plans to return to the city.

Following this road down the coastline, you'll find beaches and seaside villas.

She plans to stay there tonight and have a beach BBQ.

They sped along, the windows rolled down, and the cold wind rushed into the car, making Li Xin'er feel refreshed.

The sea breeze in Haishi in winter is different from that in the tropics; it carries a slight chill. Li Xin'er is not afraid of the cold, and Wenwen next to her is an ability user whose body temperature is basically constant, so neither of them feels the chill at all.

"In this situation, we should have some high-speed DJ music to get us hyped up."

As Li Xin'er spoke, she reached for the car's music player, but instead of turning on a song, she turned on the radio.

'Zzzzzzz'

The static sound, like a buzzing or crackling, indicates there's no signal.

Li Xin'er tried changing to several more channels.

“滋…………至…………种…………滋…………”

Amidst the erratic sound of snowflakes, a deep, steady middle-aged male voice could be heard, though it was extremely unclear.

Wenwen's attention was drawn to the sound, and she stared blankly at the radio. Li Xin'er quickly stopped the car and began fiddling with and adjusting it.

"Buzz... Now... Buzz... This is the highest-level emergency broadcasting system in China, the nationwide unified listening frequency is 6017..."

The jarring static disappeared, and clear voices came through the radio.

"On behalf of the Chinese government, I appeal to all survivors: we are experiencing the most devastating and utterly destructive catastrophe in our history..."

These deceased infected individuals are now referred to as zombies, and their distinguishing characteristics are tentatively defined as follows:

Its eyes are grayish-white with no pupils; its skin is rotting and foul-smelling; its limbs are stiff and its movements are somewhat slow; it has no ability to think, speak, or feel pain; its sense of smell and hearing are extremely acute; and it is extremely aggressive! It craves blood and feeds on fresh, live meat...

To completely eradicate it, its brain nerves need to be destroyed...

To all Chinese people, this arduous battle has begun. Please believe that the nation will never abandon or give up on any Chinese son or daughter. Please always believe that China will rise again and be reborn amidst numerous difficulties!

We need to unite as much as possible, stay true to our original aspirations, and keep our mission firmly in mind...

Now, please search for the safest shelter you can find, and gather enough food, water, and other necessities...

...

Long live the great Chinese nation!

The above message will be sent every half hour. Please inform all survivors.

This broadcast was mainly to reassure the survivors, explain the characteristics of zombies and how to kill them, and clearly tell everyone that they could search for supplies on their own, implying that there would be no rescue team for the time being.

The broadcast stopped, and the car fell silent.

Li Xin'er turned her head to see what Wenwen was doing, just as Wenwen turned her head to look at her, and their eyes met.

Li Xin'er smiled gently.

"Did you hear that?"

Wenwen hesitated for a few seconds before nodding, as if remembering Li Xin'er's previous instructions.

Li Xin'er started the car and set off again.

"With this broadcast, planning the safety zone and assembling the rescue teams will be quick!"

Ultimately, maintaining control of the rules hinges on time—it's a race to see if chaos erupts faster or if the rescue and reorganization can proceed more quickly…

Li Xin'er stared straight ahead, seemingly talking to herself, or perhaps speaking to Wenwen.

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Shanghai Orphanage.

Li Yiyuan and the others sorted out the supplies left behind by Li Xin'er and stored them in the warehouse according to their categories.

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