As the convoy carrying the more than 5,000 survivors slowly drove into Fuxing City, the entire convoy fell into silence.
Everyone's attention was drawn to the scene before them: towering skyscrapers that, even under the apocalyptic sunlight, still exuded an aura of majesty and reassurance.
Although there are some damaged areas on the building's glass curtain wall, it still reflects light as if telling a story of its past glory.
The streets were wide and clean, without mountains of garbage or the desolation and ruin often seen in post-apocalyptic worlds.
The houses along the roadside are arranged in neat rows, with no sprawling greenery on their walls.
This stands in stark contrast to the buildings they saw in Ping'an County that were gradually eroded by nature.
Each house looked sturdy and secure, seemingly providing them with the most solid shelter.
Seeing what they were seeing, many survivors had tears welling up in their eyes.
Before the apocalypse, they were people who lived in big cities.
But by then they had already become accustomed to these things and had never cherished such prosperity.
Now, after experiencing countless hardships and losing loved ones and friends, seeing such a scene again evokes a flood of emotions.
A thin woman gripped her son's arm tightly with her withered hand, her voice trembling as she said, "Xiao Bao, look, this is the power of civilization. Even in the apocalypse, there are still people who can protect places like this."
The nine-year-old child was so shocked by what he saw that he was speechless.
His gaze slowly shifted from the distant high-rise buildings to the nearby street facilities.
Although the streetlights were somewhat old, they were still neatly arranged, as if waiting for the night to light up again.
He recalled that in Ping'an County, the nights were always dark and dangerous, and people could only hide in their homes, relying on the faint light of fire for warmth and illumination.
Here, the order and sense of security of modern society still seem to remain.
A woman held her five-year-old child, her eyes filled with surprise and hope.
The child looked around curiously, pointing at the tall buildings with his little finger, and asked curiously, "Mom, these buildings are so tall!"
The woman whispered to the child, "Sweetie, we'll be living here from now on. It's safe and clean here."
Her voice carried a sense of relief at surviving a disaster. Before joining Ping'an County, she worried every day that her child would get sick or be attacked by zombies due to the harsh environment.
After joining Ping'an County, she thought it was a paradise on earth.
But now, she seems to see a future where her child can grow up healthy.
This is paradise!
The group moved slowly forward and they saw some small gardens along the street.
Although the flowers and plants in the garden were not carefully pruned, they still grew lush and green, and the mutated plants always looked strangely beautiful.
Several residents of Fuxing City were working in the garden, carefully weeding and watering the flowers.
This scene surprised many survivors, who had almost forgotten that people could leisurely enjoy the company of flowers and plants in the post-apocalyptic world.
In a small square, some children were laughing and playing.
Their laughter was crisp and melodious, echoing in the air like silver bells.
The children's faces were filled with innocent smiles, without a trace of the gloom of the apocalypse.
They were playing some simple games, like skipping rope and kicking shuttlecock.
This scene deeply moved the survivors who had children with them. They knew how difficult it was to protect children in the apocalypse, yet the children here were so carefree.
As the convoy ventured deeper into the area, they arrived at a residential district.
The houses here look more cozy, with a small yard in front of each house.
In the yard, some clothes were drying, and some simple farm tools were laid out.
In some courtyards, cured and smoked meats were even drying!
This shocked the survivors.
Such good meat!
It's just sitting there in the yard!
God knows how long it's been since they've eaten meat!
The residents of Fuxing City were already used to this huge convoy.
The warriors spread outwards from the city of Fuxing as the center.
New survivors are found every day and brought back to the City of Revival.
Finally, the convoy arrived at a large square.
Here, lanterns and decorations are hung, and festive music is playing.
More than 500 large round tables are set up here.
Each table was laden with various snacks and candies.
When the survivors got off the vehicle and saw this scene, their eyes widened instantly, and they stopped in their tracks.
A chorus of gasps rose and fell from the crowd, filled with barely suppressed excitement and shock.
One child was the first to react. He broke free from his mother's hand and ran like a happy little deer toward the nearest round table.
His eyes were fixed on the colorful snacks and candies on the table, his little hand pointing incessantly, and he shouted, "Mommy, look! So many candies!"
The child's mother quickly followed, her eyes glistening with tears.
In the long years of the apocalypse, the child hadn't seen so many snacks and candies in a long time.
She knelt down and hugged the child tightly: "Don't take anything."
Not only the children, but everyone was overwhelmed by the sheer number of snacks and candies.
They had a vague feeling that these were meant for them to eat.
However, no one dared to take it without permission.
At this moment, a person in charge of the logistics department of Fuxing City stepped forward.
With a warm smile on his face, he said loudly, "Welcome everyone to Fuxing City! Today, we have prepared this welcome feast for you. Please enjoy yourselves. In Fuxing City, as long as you work hard, there will be many more good days like this!"
After a pause, the person in charge smiled even more broadly, "Also, the food will be served soon, and I guarantee everyone will have a full meal! Please take your seats!"
His words were like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, and a burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted from the crowd.
The survivors could no longer contain their excitement and gathered around the round table.
A woman carefully picked up a candy, examining it closely with eyes full of emotion.
She gently unwrapped the candy, put it in her mouth, and the sweet taste spread on her tongue, a happy expression appearing on her face.
She said to herself, "I've almost forgotten what sugar tastes like. This is the sweetest thing I've ever eaten."
The children, meanwhile, devoured the food without a care in the world.
Their little mouths were stuffed with all sorts of snacks, their cheeks were bulging, and their faces were beaming with innocent smiles.
They shared candy with each other, and their laughter echoed throughout the square.
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