"What's inappropriate?" Liu Hanhai's voice was loud, attracting the attention of many people around him.
"They fought well, they fought beautifully, we should be happy! Shout it out loud—Flameheart! Go for it! Kill them!"
His shout instantly ignited the emotions of those around him.
Yes! Keep it up!
"Flameheart will prevail!"
"With Miss Lu and Young Master Chi there, there's no way we can lose! Yan Xin is guaranteed to win!"
Shouts echoed throughout the Suzhou base; people waved their fists and yelled at the screens in the sky...
It was as if their voices could penetrate the vast distance, giving Lu Nange and her group a boost of strength.
Ping City—Jiang Zhiwang squeezed to the front of the crowd, his eyes shining brightly as he stared intently at the scene on the screen.
"Sis! Sis, did you see that? It's Miss Lu and the others! They've become so strong! So strong! I...I want to go to Beijing too!"
Standing next to him, Jiang Zhian slapped his younger brother hard on the back of the head.
"Don't I want to? But what can we do besides hold everyone back? Let's improve ourselves, and when we become stronger... we'll fight side by side one day!"
Her gaze swept across the figures on the screen, finally settling on Lu Nange's cool and focused profile, and she silently clenched her fist.
......
From south to north, from east to west.
At this moment, countless survivors who had been unintentionally helped, saved, or fought alongside Lu Nange, Chi Yanzhou, and others recognized those figures who shone brightly in the battle.
Those past interactions may have been brief or insignificant.
But at this moment, when the entire world's attention is forced to focus on this so-called "game"...
When despair tried to overwhelm everyone, these figures appeared—their strength, their resilience, their teamwork...
Like the first ray of sunlight piercing through thick dark clouds, though weak, it clearly illuminates a fact: humanity has not yet lost!
There are still people fighting, and they are fighting so beautifully and so thrillingly!
Hope has never truly been extinguished.
It was just lying dormant in my heart, waiting to be rekindled by such light.
On the giant screen in the sky, the battle continues fiercely... The number of zombies is decreasing, but the fight is far from over.
Beneath the giant screen, a silent resonance is stirring and converging in the hearts of millions of survivors.
They clenched their fists, held their breath and stared intently, shouting in their hearts.
For the flame core...
And so, for that new future that may be just ahead, one that requires everyone's joint efforts to reach...
......
Outside the Flameheart Base, the ten-meter-high circular shield wall was now densely packed with people.
The light of supernatural abilities flickered on the exhausted body, while the smoke and the smell of blood rose and fell in the air.
Having gone through that hellish battle, everyone's eyes were like sharpened blades—exhausted, yet sharper than ever before.
Outside the wall, only a handful of the hundreds of high-level zombies remained. The few dozen survivors were mostly mutilated, staggering and howling amidst the burning flames and scorched pits, their threat greatly reduced.
Lu Nange, Chi Yanzhou and their group remained at the forefront of the defense line.
Lu Nange's face was so pale it was almost transparent. The level eight fire-type zombie had its head smashed by her level eight mental attack, and its filthy brains were splattered all over the ground.
However, forcibly maintaining mental control over the level eight zombie... this near-limit operation brought Lu Nange's mental energy to the brink of exhaustion. It felt as if countless red-hot steel needles were churning in her mind, and her vision blurred.
She popped two Qingming pills into her mouth...
The cool medicinal power instantly dissolved, like a sweet spring flowing into her nearly dried-up mental sea, temporarily suppressing the sharp pain and allowing her consciousness to regroup.
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