Old Master Tao remained at the very front of the procession, his face expressionless.
But only the zombie villagers who followed him knew that Old Tao still had some regrets in his heart.
They were separated from then on, and neither he nor the villagers could ever return to their homeland.
The most peaceful survivors in the end times will become the targets of collective criticism after peace is restored.
At that time, the villagers will be seen as traitors, as cowards who bow down to evil forces.
After leading everyone for quite a while, Master Tao finally stopped at a place that was open and deserted, with no humans or zombies around.
"You can go to the Yunhua Safe Base. The people there aren't very hostile towards zombies. Even if they accidentally find out about your Tao Village people later, they won't go so far as to exterminate them."
Old Tao paused for a moment in his hoarse voice, then continued...
"The head of the Yunhua Security Base is the father of a young man who once visited our village. You may not have much of an impression of them, but they will definitely remember that Tao Village is a very special place."
Old Master Tao knew about the connection between Zhang Yiming and the Bai family, and he understood that if they knew the people of Tao Village were in trouble, they would definitely help them.
After all, he was one of the very few people that Old Tao had ever seen who could talk and laugh with the Zombie King without changing his expression.
This applies not only to Zhang Yiming, but also to Fan Tangtang and Song Wenwen.
The villagers remembered what Old Tao said, but they didn't actually intend to go find that family.
Besides the villagers' simplicity and reluctance to trouble others, they also didn't want to reveal their identities.
As long as they don't reveal that they used to be from Momo Village, they generally won't be in any danger during times of peace.
After giving the zombie villagers one last look, Old Tao led them toward the sea.
His last words were, "I will definitely take good care of our family."
Only after all the zombie villagers disappeared from sight did everyone set off in groups towards Shanghai.
Their faces bore a hint of confusion, fear, and sadness.
But deep down, I still can't help but feel happy.
They lost loved ones, but peace seemed to have truly arrived.
Along the way, they were not attacked by any zombies or zombie animals. Occasionally, a few carnivorous mutant animals would appear, but they were driven away by the villagers.
They even encountered a group of zombies, but the high-ranking zombie leading the horde didn't even glance at them and walked straight away.
They were walking in the same direction as Master Tao.
We have arrived safely at the Yunhua Security Base. The requirement to collect ordinary crystal cores to enter the security base has been eliminated.
Anyone who wants to join the safe base is welcome; there are no restrictions, not even elderly people.
After peace comes development.
The major security bases no longer need physically strong men or powerful superhumans.
Rather, they are people with knowledge and learning.
When the people from Momo Village entered the safe base, they happened to overhear the people at the safe base discussing matters related to the school.
The base director has already hired teachers.
Among so many survivors, there were always some former teachers, even those from training institutions, who were in high demand.
Everyone's face was beaming with joy, except for the children, whose expressions suggested they wanted to cry.
In a corner of the safe base.
The two elderly men, Wang and Liu, were feasting on the bus.
The three members of the "elderly group" were each gnawing on a large pork knuckle, thoroughly enjoying themselves.
A group of people sat around a table, each holding a thin-skinned, large-filled bun.
It was steamed by Old Liu. Before the apocalypse, he sold steamed buns, and his business was quite good. Anyway, no one ever died from eating them.
At the bus door, the mutated panda was still blankly munching on bamboo.
It hasn't left yet.
The promised bamboo shoots have not yet been delivered.
Bai Xizhu did not refuse to pay because she wanted to renege on her debt.
It's just that Leng Yebai is too busy. Captain Zhang has dumped all the affairs of the Human Survivors Alliance on him, and there are many things waiting for Leng Yebai to handle these past two days.
Even if people are not physically present at the Human Survivors Alliance, they must still be commanded via radio.
I don't know how Captain Zhang "discussed" things with the league's higher-ups, but the people on the league's side treated the new captain very well.
They didn't make things difficult for Leng Yebai at all.
Leng Yebai also has a very decisive decision-making ability. Many of the new regulations that came into effect in the apocalypse were proposed by him, including allowing students to continue their studies.
Bai Yifan harbored deep resentment towards this.
After all, he's only a first-year high school student. He should have been a second-year student, but due to unforeseen circumstances, he's still a first-year student.
I was inexplicably relegated to the first grade.
When Leng Yebai gets busy, Bai Xizhu becomes too lazy to leave the safe base by herself.
Just like girls going to the restroom together, Bai Xizhu had subconsciously gotten used to Leng Yebai following her.
With him gone, Bai Xizhu had no intention of going out.
Moreover, it's difficult for a single mutated panda to bring back many bamboo shoots.
Finally, everyone agreed that they would go back to S City when they had time, and also send the mutated panda back with them.
"It smells delicious. Old Bai's cooking skills are the best among us."
Grandpa Liu happily munched on his food, a carefree smile on his face, showing no signs of sadness at parting.
In a sense, the end times have already ended.
Old Wang and Old Liu also decided to drive their garbage truck around for a while, and then return to S City after they had had their fill of fun.
At that time, Grandpa Wang will have to work as a sanitation worker, and Grandpa Liu will have to sell steamed buns to support their families.
The farewell words were spoken casually, and Bai Zhengxuan seemed to be smiling.
Everyone here is quite old, and no one cried in front of the children.
It's a little bit embarrassing.
"I heard we're going to start building a high-speed railway?"
While gnawing on a braised pork knuckle, Grandpa Wang asked Leng Yebai a question.
The high-speed rail is still very fast. The railway tracks in the apocalypse were not damaged too much. Even if they were damaged, metal-type ability users could repair them quickly.
Now it's not just technology that can lead humanity, but also superpowers.
A good metal-type ability user is completely comparable to a large heavy industrial factory.
In addition, ice-type ability users can reduce friction, and metal-type ability users can ensure that the high-speed train does not derail, allowing the high-speed train to even travel at a faster speed.
At that time, the distance between S City and Shanghai will only be one hour.
It's perfectly fine to go to get off work and leave work normally.
"Yes, we've already sent a metal-type ability user to clear the tracks, and it will be open to traffic soon."
Leng Yebai peeled shrimp in his hand and put them into Bai Xizhu's bowl with a smile.
A face that doesn't smile often looks somewhat abnormal when it suddenly bursts into a smile.
When he makes decisions normally, his intelligence seems unmatched, but once he's with the Bai family, his demeanor changes.
"Are the captains of other countries powerful? Didn't you say you met one last time?"
Bai Zhengxuan was somewhat curious about this.
Neither in the past nor now has he ever had any dealings with people with superpowers outside.
The road to the apocalypse is unblocked, yet every step is incredibly difficult.
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