[System hibernation has ended. We are now accumulating zombie counts and calculating rewards.]

Liang Lezhan was stunned; the system had finally awakened.

[The host originally had nine Tier 2 zombies, now there are sixteen. Reward: 70 cubic meters of storage space and corresponding resources. The number of Tier 2 zombies has increased to ten. Reward: One Tier 2 spirit core.]

[The host originally had 131 Tier 1 zombies; now there are 265. A reward of 134 cubic meters of storage space and corresponding resources has been given.]

Feeling that the storage space within his body had increased significantly, Liang Lezhan took out the second-tier spirit core from it.

As the energy was slowly absorbed, he became stronger.

"Li Xuanzu! I want you dead!" After absorbing the spirit core, Liang Lezhan's heart was once again filled with hatred.

Because Li Xuanzu and his group cleared out zombies extremely quickly and rescued many survivors, they had an excellent reputation, so their information could be easily found online.

[Ding! System advice: Do not provoke him. The host's current task is to cultivate more powerful zombies.]

The mechanical voice in his mind calmed him down considerably. Right, even if there were many second-tier zombies, could they kill the other side?

Even though Liang Lezhan desperately wanted to kill Li Xuanzu, he had to admit that the opponent's strength was far beyond that of a second-tier psychic or mutated zombie.

He clicked his tongue and continued to train his zombie army in the next area.

Thanks to Li Xuanzu, he dared not cause a large number of human deaths in one place. He could only infect a small area and then immediately move to another place. Most of his time was wasted on traveling. This is why it took a whole month for his zombie army to grow to this size.

He needs to train level three zombies!

... ...

Li Xuanzu's side is transporting the last batch of survivors out of D City.

These survivors were rather unlucky. Hundreds of them were gathered in a subway station. Because there were many subway entrances and the station was located in the center, even if they were cleared out, zombies would still wander over there. They could only clear the area from the outside.

This group of survivors can only be described as lucky. There wasn't a single psionicist among them, yet they were able to survive for so long in the apocalypse.

Fortunately, Li Xuanzu and his group arrived, and there was some food and equipment in the subway station. Otherwise, not to mention anything else, some people would have already caught a cold by the time Li Xuanzu arrived.

If we had arrived any later, people would have died from illness and hunger.

After giving them some medicine, Li Xuanzu and his companions set off with them.

In order to transport people, Li Xuanzu and his group decided to free up the supplies in two trucks.

As for the extra supplies, just find a place to pile up the ones that are about to expire.

When they arrived at the rescue point organized by the authorities, some survivors did not leave.

“Hey, young man, I see you’ve collected quite a few spirit cores, but you don’t really need them anyway. Look at us, we’re all just ordinary people…” A middle-aged fat man in his forties with a receding hairline and a large belly approached Li Xuanzu.

"What can I get?" Li Xuanzu was not in a hurry to refuse the other party. It wasn't that he couldn't use a first-tier spirit core, but it wasn't that difficult to obtain one.

“If you share the spirit cores with us, wouldn’t humanity have many more psionicists? That would be beneficial to all of humanity. As a second-tier psionicist, you should be able to obtain these spirit cores easily. I believe you are a sensible young man.” The middle-aged fat man was a little confused by the question, but he still used his usual rhetoric.

He was originally a shareholder of a listed company, and he had used this sales pitch many times.

By overshadowing personal interests, the conversation is directly elevated to the level of collective interests. People cannot live without the collective, so this rhetoric always works.

"Oh~, so you mean you want to get it for free, right?" Li Xuanzu laughed. He had seen many people coveting his spirit core, but they usually didn't dare to cause trouble because he had saved many people and was very powerful.

But this was the first time he had ever seen someone so directly flattering him and raising such a big banner.

Then Li Xuanzu glanced at the fifty-odd people behind the fat man.

"You think so too?" Li Xuanzu's tone had become somewhat unfriendly.

What does this mean? A coup?

“Anyway, you’re just going to rot in your hands, so you might as well give it to us,” a young man in his twenties in the crowd chimed in.

There were still some people around him who wanted to persuade him. Li Xuanzu saw a thin girl tugging at his clothes.

She looked rather thin and bony, likely due to prolonged malnutrition.

But it's not hard to see that she was originally one of the prettiest girls.

Li Xuanzu sighed.