Chapter 44 Guests.

But Shu Lan didn't plan to sleep. As the brain of the team, she needed to stay awake and watch over this group of scattered people who had just come together to make sure they didn't do anything stupid.

After a while, several stumbling figures appeared in the night. Perhaps the zombies were busy enjoying their feast in the cave, so these people actually ran out from there and found Shu Lan's shelter.

They stood on the other side of the dark brown ditch and shouted: "Help! Help us, let us pass."

Someone actually lifted a wooden bridge and planned to let them through. Shu Lan, who was sitting at the door, shouted coldly, "Did I say I was going to save them?"

The prestige they had established yesterday took effect. The group of people froze in place, at a loss, and looked hesitantly at the people who were waving and shouting for help in the night.

"Commander, there are fewer zombies around now. If we move quickly, we should be able to get them here safely..."

Shu Lan exhaled deeply and impatiently. "I've already told you not to think about it. If you do, I'll have to explain to you. If any of them get scratched and turn into a zombie after crossing the bridge, I'll definitely wait until they bite you, the ones who guarded the bridge, to death before I kill them."

Those people were so scared that they let go of their hands at the same time, and the wooden bridge fell to the ground. No one dared to touch it again.

"But..." Fang Botao couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart. He couldn't bear to look at the people outside who were desperate and knelt down to kowtow. "Do I really have to watch them get mauled to death by the zombies outside?"

Shu Lan said, "You can close your eyes."

Fang Botao thought silently: What a heartless commander.

After a while, the zombies chased after them and grabbed the people who escaped from the cave. Heart-wrenching screams pierced the night sky. No matter how many times the scene of cannibalism was played out, it was a hellish level of psychological torture.

Shu Lan lowered her head and closed her eyes. She was so sleepy that she almost couldn't open her eyes.

She gave them a chance, but they didn't accept it. Shu Lan wanted subordinates who were absolutely trustworthy and would obey her orders. Taking in hesitant people like this would only cause more trouble.

If she hadn't heard Jiang He's nonsense and was too concerned about the Eternal Night stage, she wouldn't have said that she was willing to protect people without superpowers, which put so much pressure on Shu Maomao.

Many things cannot be accomplished by two people. Before humans surrendered and went underground, she gathered forces and made preparations in advance.

Yes, Shu Lan felt that humans would compromise sooner or later.

In order to make this group of survivors obedient, Shu Maomao showed his different abilities, and it didn't matter if they guessed that he was a plunderer.

They would only be grateful for the sense of security that she and Shu Maomao brought them, instead of being afraid of having something taken away from them that they didn't have or that was not important.

The sky gradually brightened, and the morning light shone on the earth like divine light, driving the terrifying demon into the shadows.

The unprotected air-raid shelter must not be approached again, and the surrounding areas must be temporarily abandoned.

Shu Lan pressed her brows wearily and gave them instructions: "Everyone, go and rest now that it's safe. Regain your energy and then proceed this afternoon."

"Okay, Commander."

After two months of difficult and protracted battle, Shu Maomao no longer slept all day long, and the zombies near the base gradually became piles of ashes in the incinerator.

Every time Shu Lan saw the sky slowly brightening, she would breathe a sigh of relief.

It’s no wonder that humans are unwilling to compromise with zombies. The sense of redemption brought by sunlight is irreplaceable.

Shu Lan began to lead everyone to move to the nearest subway station. The subway station was a ready-made underground place, but it would take time to block all the major entrances, leaving only one passage for people to enter and exit, and then transform it into a place suitable for long-term living.

At the same time, they also need to flatten as many buildings on the ground as possible that may hide zombies, so that when they move during the day, the safe range will be wider, and they will no longer have to gather near Shu Lan all the time to guard against zombies that may appear at any time at the intersection.

Not everyone is the best in society, but everyone happens to have a field that they are good at. Some people happen to be able to drive an excavator, some happen to be able to grow vegetables, and some happen to know a little about construction. Those who don’t have brains always have strength, and those who don’t have strength know a little cooking. By patching things together and supporting each other, they can actually do a decent job.

It took three months to complete the renovation of the first subway station, and all seventy-five of Commander Shu Lan's men survived safely, excluding Shu Maomao.

She had no grand plan to save all of humanity; all she did was to survive, to live more safely, more comfortably, and longer.

In the first winter after the fall of District 9, the radio brought bad news that Districts 8 and 10 were successively captured by the zombie army.

"During the attack on Area Eight, the number of zombies above Level Three skyrocketed to over 500, and over 10,000 above Level Two. A leader named Anselin emerged from the zombies. Every time she captured an area, she threatened us to retreat underground to Area Nine and cede the surface to the zombies. Military representatives are demanding that she release the hostages and negotiate a ceasefire to gain more hope for the major bases."

Then starting from one day, the radio seemed to be broken, and there was only a lot of noise on the public channel, and no one who listened had any idea what the result of the negotiations was.

Of course, the people at Shulan Base had no time to care about such national affairs. The underground was very cold in winter, and they were busy looking for supplies to keep warm. Their lives were difficult and bumpy.

The good news is that after the winter, Shu Maomao's height grew a lot, reaching Shu Lan's waist, and he grew from a white-faced little ball into a little boy.

Just as they were preparing to sow a new round of seeds in the newly opened vegetable garden, a group of uninvited guests arrived in District 9.

Shu Maomao told Shu Lan, "Someone is clearing the road. There are a lot of people trying to drive in."

Shu Lan had known that this day would come. She looked at the underground base that was beginning to take shape. They had used baffles to separate it into small spaces. More than seventy people were like ants living in an ant nest, sharing the same space in close unity.

This is currently the most suitable place to live in District 9, but it cannot be used to entertain guests.

Shu Lan said, "Let's go say hello to them."

Everyone would have guessed that the wealthiest place in District 9 was the original survivors' base, and those driven out of District 8 by zombies were no exception.

They drove straight to the center, but when they approached their destination, they found that there was only an empty space in the center. The places where the roads and houses used to be had become piles of rubble of different heights. On the nearest pile of rubble sat an expressionless young man.

At first they thought it was a zombie and were about to shoot when a nice female voice rang out: "Don't shoot, survivor."

A woman in a light yellow top and jeans emerged from behind the rubble, her hands raised, her expression both nervous and delighted. "Where are you from? Did humans win?"

Her skin is fair, her clothes and pants are clean, she speaks clearly, and judging from the color of her pupils, she is not a high-level zombie.

The people in the convoy lowered their guns and exclaimed in surprise, "District 9 has been occupied for nearly a year, and there are still people alive?"