Chapter 675: The Blade is Unsheathed 5



People around the world are living in fear and despair. Food and water are becoming scarce, and violence is breaking out over the meager resources available for survival. Law and order are breaking down, and crime is rampant.

Every aspect of society was paralyzed. Factories halted production, transportation was disrupted, and communication systems were intermittent. People were unable to work or live their normal lives, struggling every day to survive.

International cooperation has almost come to a standstill, with countries preoccupied with their own affairs and unable to effectively and jointly respond to this global crisis. Borders have been closed, trade has been disrupted, and the world seems to be divided into isolated islands.

Religious places are no longer a place of spiritual comfort for people. People have lost confidence in the future, and their faith in God is also wavering.

The whole world seems to have fallen into endless darkness, facing an unprecedented crisis. Everyone is struggling to find a glimmer of hope for survival under the shadow of death.

In this seemingly endless moment of despair, when the darkness seemed to be about to completely swallow up the entire world, there was a group of brave and fearless people, like sparks in the darkness, who stood up resolutely.

They come from diverse backgrounds and experiences. There are strong workers, whose hands once clenched tools, now clutch weapons, ready to fight for survival; there are intelligent and perceptive scientists, who have put down their lab equipment, armed themselves with knowledge, and devise strategies for resistance; there are police officers with a strong sense of justice, who once maintained social order, now fight for the future of humanity; and there are young and passionate students, who should have been pursuing their dreams on campus, but now bravely plunge into this life-and-death battle.

They gathered in an abandoned warehouse, each with a face full of determination and resolve, their eyes burning with a desire to survive and a belief in the future.

"We can't sit here and wait for death anymore, we have to resist!" a burly man shouted loudly. His voice echoed in the empty warehouse, arousing the fighting spirit in everyone's hearts.

"Yes, we must fight to the end for our families and our homes!" A young woman echoed, tears flashing in her eyes, but more of it was determination.

So, they quickly began to organize. Some collected weapons, finding guns and ammunition from abandoned police stations, and knives and clubs from hardware stores. Some were responsible for training, teaching those without combat experience how to shoot, how to dodge, and how to cooperate. Others were responsible for intelligence gathering, asking around to find out the whereabouts and weaknesses of the mutant zombies.

They gave their team a resounding name - the "Light of Hope" resistance. This name represents their belief that even in the dark, they must become the light that illuminates hope.

As time went on, more and more people heard about their deeds and joined in. There were elderly people who, although they could not directly participate in the battle, supported the team with their experience and wisdom; there were young children who helped to deliver messages and take care of the wounded.

In this abyss of despair, the "Light of Hope" resistance army is growing stronger. Their courage and determination are like a prairie fire, ready to burn this world shrouded in the shadow of death.

The members of the "Light of Hope" resistance army worked day and night in that desolate and ruined world to find ways to fight against the mutated zombies.

They scattered across the city, some entering abandoned libraries and frantically flipping through piles of books, searching for any potentially useful scientific data or historical records. Sweat soaked their clothes, dust stained their faces, but their gazes remained focused and determined.

Some delved into former research laboratories, carefully avoiding dangerous chemicals and damaged equipment, trying to find clues about zombie mutations from the remaining research data. Even the slightest clue could make them excited.

Some members even ventured into the zombie hordes, observing their behavioral patterns and physiological characteristics up close. Each adventure was like dancing on the edge of a knife; the slightest misstep could lead to death, but they remained steadfast, determined to obtain the most direct and crucial information.

In the process of tracing the source of the disaster, they spared no effort. Some members visited various gathering places of survivors, listened to the stories of those who had experienced the horrific moments in the early days of the disaster, and tried to piece together the complete process of the disaster.

They will not miss any rumors or clues that may be related to the source, and will seriously verify and investigate even the most absurd statements.

Some members conducted secret investigations into important institutions and facilities that had been occupied by zombies, hoping to find documents and evidence about the origin of the disaster.

They also maintain close contact with resistance groups in other regions, sharing their findings and research results and jointly exploring possible solutions.

During this process, they encountered countless difficulties and setbacks. Sometimes, the clues were suddenly interrupted, making all previous efforts go to waste; sometimes, internal disagreements led to an impasse in the operation.

But every failure did not make them give up. Instead, it made them more determined to solve the problem fundamentally and save this world on the verge of collapse.

They knew this wasn't just for their own survival, but for the future of humanity as a whole. On this thorny road, they bravely pressed forward, never retreating. Xiao Yi found himself in an endless sea of zombies, surrounded by twisted, hideous faces and pairs of rotting arms reaching out toward him. His eyes burned with unyielding fury, and he gripped the chipped, longsword tightly, fighting with all his might.

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